Chapter 33: You Call This a Four-Element Spiritual Root?

Eu, o digníssimo Filho Sagrado, e você quer que eu siga o caminho do inútil? Yuwen Huaji 2545 words 2026-08-04 03:49:07

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“You are currently working in the Spirit Beast Hall. Every one of those spirit beasts is wild and difficult to tame. Even if one of them suddenly attacked someone that day, no one could really hold you accountable.”

“I want you to take advantage of the spirit beasts’ exercise period and lead that Foundation Establishment-stage Scarlet Flame Tiger onto the route Zhang Yi must take to return to his quarters. Then take this pill…”

His voice grew lower and lower until it finally became a murmur. Zhao Zijin’s eyes shone as he nodded repeatedly.

After finishing his shift in the medicine garden, Su Yi walked to the main hall of the Outer Sect.

The hall was clearly larger than the others. Compared with the sect’s other buildings, it stood out like a crane among chickens, and the spiritual energy here was far denser as well.

“Junior Brother Zhang, what brings you here?”

As soon as Su Yi reached the entrance, two disciples guarding the door blocked his path.

After everything that had happened over the past few days, he had gained a modest reputation in the Outer Sect. The two disciples clearly knew who he was, so they spoke politely instead of ordering him away.

Su Yi cupped his fists toward them and stated his purpose directly.

“Senior Brothers, I’m here to see Elder Mo. Please inform him.”

The two guards exchanged a glance, then nodded. One of them turned and went inside to make the report.

Soon, the disciple returned and said to Su Yi, “Junior Brother Zhang, Elder Mo has asked you to enter.”

Su Yi thanked him and stepped into the main hall.

At that moment, Mo Shenglin was seated behind a desk, holding a jade pen as he rapidly wrote something across a scroll.

Hearing the disturbance, he did not even raise his head. His voice revealed neither joy nor anger.

“What is it?”

Su Yi did not take offense. He cupped his fists.

“I will wait until you have finished, Martial Uncle.”

Mo Shenglin gave a quiet hum. Su Yi was not at all nervous; he casually found a place to sit and closed his eyes to rest.

Taking advantage of the moment, Mo Shenglin glanced at Su Yi, admiration appearing in his eyes.

As expected of someone who had passed the test of temperament perfectly. His composure was truly remarkable. Even when being ignored, he remained neither arrogant nor impatient.

Wait…

A look of astonishment crossed his face, as though he had discovered something.

The last time he had seen Su Yi, the boy had only been at the third level of Qi Refining. Yet only a few days had passed—how had he already reached the fourth level?

And if he remembered correctly, Su Yi had been at only the second level of Qi Refining when he joined the sect.

How long had it been?

This was practically unheard of!

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You call this a four-spirit root???

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“How did you reach the fourth level of Qi Refining?”

Unable to restrain himself, he stopped writing and asked aloud.

Su Yi opened his eyes and smiled as he cupped his fists.

“The fifty bottles of top-grade Qi Gathering Powder you bestowed upon me last time were truly effective. After taking them, I found cultivation much easier, and I felt full of energy. I have been diligently cultivating whenever I had free time these past few days, which is why I managed to break through.”

The corner of Mo Shenglin’s mouth twitched.

Was Qi Gathering Powder really that miraculous? Could it enable someone to advance two levels in Qi Refining within a mere ten days?

He must think I’m a fool!

Although suspicious, Mo Shenglin did not question him further. Instead, he looked at Su Yi again.

“You came to see me today for another reason, didn’t you?”

Su Yi answered respectfully, “This junior has indeed come to ask for your help.”

Mo Shenglin nodded. It would make no sense for an Outer Sect disciple to seek him out without a purpose.

Although he thought highly of Su Yi, that was all it was—high regard. If it involved some minor personal favor, he would not mind helping. But if principles were involved, that would be another matter.

“Go on.”

“I heard that the sect is preparing to hold the Outer Sect Disciples’ Grand Competition. I have long yearned to enter the Inner Sect. Since you, Elder, are in charge of selecting the disciples who will participate, I hope you will agree to let me take part in this competition.”

Mo Shenglin was slightly startled. He had not expected Su Yi’s request to be this.

Coming back to himself, he cleared his throat.

“Ahem. That is somewhat unexpected. But you said you wish to enter the Inner Sect… Well… that is not very likely.”

Seeing that Su Yi was about to speak, he waved his hand.

“You have only recently joined the Outer Sect. It is not realistic for you to participate in the Grand Competition.”

“Although I personally select the participants, in the past, everyone chosen was at least at the seventh level of Qi Refining.”

“Only the top ten can enter the Inner Sect. To break into the top ten, one must be at least at the ninth level of Qi Refining. Even if I let you participate, to put it bluntly, you would not make it through the first round, and you might even get injured. Why bother?”

Su Yi’s expression remained unchanged.

“What I care about is not victory or defeat, but taking part. If I wish to develop within the sect over the long term, entering the Inner Sect is a road I must eventually walk. I merely want to see the level of the competition. I humbly ask for your approval, Elder.”

Seeing that his mind was made up, Mo Shenglin sighed and stopped trying to dissuade him.

Agreeing to let him participate was merely part of his duty. In the past, no disciple with such a low cultivation level had ever made such a request, so he was simply unaccustomed to it. Even if he approved it, no one could fault him.

“Since you insist on going, I will not stop you. Take my token to Steward Niu and register.”

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Su Yi’s face lit up.

“Thank you for making this possible, Martial Uncle Mo!”

Mo Shenglin said nothing more. He tossed Su Yi a token and waved his hand.

“Go and make your preparations.”

…

After leaving the main hall, Su Yi could not help but let out a quiet sigh of relief.

Even if this system mission had not appeared, he would still have found a way to enter the Inner Sect of the Xianxia Sect as soon as possible.

Once he became an Inner Sect disciple, he would be able to leave the sect and undertake missions. That way, his departures would not arouse suspicion, and he would not risk being unable to return to the Tianyuan Sacred Land. It was truly the best of both worlds.

Of course, the most important point was that the reward for this mission was simply too enticing for him to refuse.

With that thought, he cast aside his distractions and immersed his mind in the system interface once more.

“In half a month, the Xianxia Sect will hold its annual Outer Sect Disciples’ Grand Competition. The top ten participants will not only enter the Inner Sect directly, but will also receive corresponding rewards. For you, this is a rare opportunity to shed your status as a menial disciple.”

“Notice: This is an open-ended mission. You may abandon it voluntarily.”

[Mission Objective: Obtain the qualifications to participate in the Outer Sect Grand Competition and place among the top ten.]

[Perfect Completion Requirement: Shock the entire audience during the Outer Sect Grand Competition and claim first place!]

[Mission Reward: 500 Points, 20 bottles of Supreme-Grade Qi Gathering Powder, 1 Foundation Establishment Pill, 1,000 Low-Grade Spirit Stones]

[Perfect Completion Reward: Moderately improve the host’s spiritual root aptitude.]

Another improvement to his spiritual root!

After the previous enhancement, Su Yi felt that his spiritual root was already extraordinarily powerful. If it were enhanced once more, he could not imagine how heaven-defying it would become.

Could it be elevated directly to an Immortal Spirit Root?

An Immortal Spirit Root—that was something found only in legends, something countless people could not even dream of possessing.

Even as the Son of Heaven’s Origin, with his broad experience and knowledge, Su Yi was burning with anticipation at the thought of an Immortal Spirit Root.

An Immortal Spirit Root was reputed to guarantee ascension to immortality!

Yet across the entire cultivation world, no one had ascended to the Immortal Realm in nearly one hundred thousand years.

The reason was that this world had been sealed, severing everyone’s path to immortality. If anyone in the world could still become an immortal, the only possible candidate would be the legendary possessor of an Immortal Spirit Root!

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