Leaving the Lotus Platform of the Unborn, Ren Shuhan soon came across a stretch of stalls run by wandering immortals.
There were all kinds of immortal treasures on display, but Ren Shuhan didn’t feel as fascinated as he initially thought he would, because what he…
…had already seen everything on the system!
As described, Guangsha was a gigantic black building standing on the plain like a tent. All the doors on all sides were tightly shut, strict registration was required for entry and exit, and even loitering outside without entering required registration. Not a single living being was overlooked, which probably explained why those who sought immortality never returned.
After all, this was usually the first stop for visitors from the mortal realm, closest to the Dragon Gate Pass. The pitch-black gates resembled a gaping maw, as if wary of something.
Through the crack in the door, one could see the buildings inside clearly, even mountains, rivers, and streams. The roofs resembled the black night sky, with various illumination artifacts floating around. Coupled with people coming and going in black clothes, the atmosphere was extremely eerie.
Ren Shuhan even hesitated for a moment whether to enter.
“Here to test your spiritual roots?” a black-robed guard at the entrance asked, “Which sect, which immortal lord do you follow, what’s your distinguished name?”
“No sect, no family, just Ren from the mortal realm,” Ren Shuhan replied cautiously as he walked, with scattered immortals on both sides staring at him. So, he didn’t reveal his purpose and said, “Why do you say I’m here to test my spiritual roots?”
“Wow, just arrived, that’s really a coincidence,” the guard exclaimed, “Now is the perfect time to show your skills and serve the Third Young Master!”
It turned out that the immortal realm was currently preparing for a major event.
Because over a decade ago, a Golden Core cultivator named Jiang1Just like Jiang Qingyue’s name emerged in the mortal realm and began to advocate for cultivating immortality. In recent years, there had been an increasing number of immortals coming from the mortal realm. And because Guangsha devoured people without leaving bones, the cultivators were all left here, among whom there were many talented individuals.
So, other sects were dissatisfied and had recently come to ask the Third Young Master of Guangsha for people.
After hearing this, the Third Young Master decided to generously lend out the artifact for testing spiritual roots and set up a testing platform at the entrance of Guangsha. He said that it would be testing every three years, gathering cultivators from various realms to test their spiritual roots on the spot. Whoever they wanted to join, they could go there. Guangsha would not force anyone to stay.
The leaders of other sects were satisfied and expressed their support.
Recently, it was the first day of the spiritual root testing, and apart from demonic cultivators and monsters with grudges against the righteous path, representatives from all major sects had come, and the inns in Guangsha were fully booked.
Upon hearing this news, Ren Shuhan felt lucky and decided not to enter the gate. Instead, he registered his situation for testing spiritual roots separately with the guard, then found a small shop outside Guangsha and waited for the spiritual root testing event.
These days, during the day, he would go to deserted places to practice martial arts and inquire about the situation in places where people gathered. At night, he would close the door of his small shop room and open the system’s portal to go home and sleep with Jiang Qingyue.
Life passed quickly like this, almost no different from Ren Shuhan not leaving home.
There was only one little episode that made Ren Shuhan unhappy, which was when he accidentally checked the system and discovered something that had been kept in his backpack all along.
“Can’t this memory pouch be thrown away?”
As marked in the system, this thing contained memories of his past life, which would automatically be unpacked and returned to him when he turned eighteen, whether he agreed or not.
This made him very dissatisfied.
He didn’t care about the matters of his past life at all and didn’t want to deal with it.
“Sorry,” the system said, “This was set by you in your past life. Because the version of you in the main world’s timeline is actually later than the current you, the past you cannot change the decisions made by the future you.”
Ren Shuhan: “…”
What a mess!
But there was nothing he could do if he was dissatisfied. He could only ignore the system, focus on cultivating seriously, and hope that one day in the future, he could get rid of this system through cultivation. After all, it was indeed useful, but it still left him feeling uncomfortable.
The day before the spiritual root testing event arrived quickly, and the testing platform was already set up outside Guangsha’s gate. Leaders from various sects had also brought many disciples to come, making it lively.
Ren Shuhan asked Jiang Qingyue to return to their room earlier and took him out for a stroll at night. He carefully hid them from view, fearing they might attract trouble if recognized later.
“Wow!” Jiang Qingyue was indeed fascinated by everything he saw.
But he only looked, holding onto Ren Shuhan’s sleeve tightly and refusing to touch anything offered by the vendors. He even hid behind Ren Shuhan.
“Don’t be afraid,” Ren Shuhan whispered softly, “Tell me what you like, and I’ll buy it for you.”
Jiang Qingyue still shook his head. “I don’t like anything.”
But his eyes were fixed on a jade comb. Even the vendor noticed and smiled, picking up the comb and offering it to him. “My immortal artifacts may not be powerful, but these trinkets are undoubtedly top-notch in craftsmanship. The young lady has a good eye.”
Jiang Qingyue’s ears turned red unexpectedly at being mistaken for a girl.
“Buy one,” Ren Shuhan said, taking out spirit stones and handing them to the vendor.
Coming from the mortal realm, Ren Shuhan only had some gold and silver that weren’t commonly used in the immortal realm. Jiang Qingyue hesitated to buy anything for this reason, but he didn’t know that his system contained countless spirit stones.
The vendor handed the jade comb to Jiang Qingyue, who hesitated to take it. Just as he was about to persuade Ren Shuhan not to buy it, someone suddenly reached out from beside them and snatched the comb away.
“Hey, this is nice!” It was a young man dressed in purple robes, extremely thin and bony, with large eyes set far apart, a wide mouth, more like a skeleton, or even a snake, devoid of any human features. Yet, he managed to wear luxurious and elegant clothes, giving off a shroud-like effect. He shouted loudly, “I’ll buy it!”
The vendor, a black-robed alchemy cultivator, seemed to be doing business outside Guangsha and was not an ordinary person. There were many people like him around, probably all part of the strategy of the Third Young Master, to maintain a good reputation while boosting consumption in this flourishing era.
So, the vendor immediately recognized that the man in purple was a demonic cultivator, possibly with a snake-like origin.
Guangsha was the domain of righteous sects, and those who had enmity with demons naturally sided with the two ordinary people. “Sorry, young master, these two have already bought it,” the vendor said.
“No need to pretend to be rich,” the man in purple replied, throwing a bag of spirit stones. “Since you’re asking for such a high price, they’ll still feel the pinch even if they buy it. It’s your good fortune that Young Master Xiao Zhu chose it.”
The vendor’s expression immediately changed.
His guess was right. The man’s name was Xiao Zhu, the young master of the largest demonic sect, the Ten Thousand Flowers Cave. His origin was indeed that of a snake, and it was said that his aptitude was excellent. This time, he was probably here to assess spiritual roots.
With this name mentioned, many people gathered to watch. Ren Shuhan had no intention of arguing with him and left with Jiang Qingyue.
“Heh,” Xiao Zhu sneered, “At least you have some self-awareness.”
After Xiao Zhu left, the vendor quickly closed his stall and went to inform the black-robed guard, but the guard said, “Someone has already reported it. The young master said to let them go for now and see the truth at the spiritual root testing event.”
Ren Shuhan didn’t need to worry so much. He wasn’t anyone’s man; he was only Jiang Qingyue’s man.
So, he took Jiang Qingyue to a deserted place.
Jiang Qingyue leaned against the wall, looking up at him blankly.
Ren Shuhan took out a jade comb identical to the one before from the system.
“Ah!” Jiang Qingyue quickly covered his mouth, nervous. “Did you steal it back?”
“No, do you remember when I told you I suddenly found a Qiankun bag?” Because the system wasn’t easy to explain, Ren Shuhan couldn’t clarify, so he used the simplest way to tell him. “There’s everything inside, so if you see anything you like, just tell me, and I can buy it for you or take it from there.”
The vendor would engrave the jade comb, and Xiao Zhu had just had it engraved with “Xiao Zhu”. Ren Shuhan also took out a carving knife, skillfully carving the words “Cold Moon2It’s from the characters in Ren Shuhan (cold) and Jiang Qingyue’s (moon) names!” inside the jade comb, blowing away the jade dust and handing it to Jiang Qingyue.
Jiang Qingyue didn’t move for a moment, staring blankly at Ren Shuhan’s face as if he were infatuated.
Ren Shuhan was also taken aback and glanced down at his feet. “Wha-what’s wrong?”
Jiang Qingyue quickly shook his head, lowering his gaze.
The two stood foolishly for a while, with nothing to do or say. It was only after a while that Ren Shuhan awkwardly combed Jiang Qingyue’s hair with the jade comb and then held his hand, placing the jade comb in his palm.
Jiang Qingyue put the comb away in his sleeve and held onto Ren Shuhan’s hand tightly.
“Shall we go buy some food?” Ren Shuhan turned his head, looking at the vendors outside.
“Mm,” Jiang Qingyue said softly.
That night, Jiang Qingyue fell asleep secretly holding the jade comb.
The next day, at the spiritual root testing event outside the gate of Guangsha, it was bustling with activity.
As no demonic cultivators came, Xiao Zhu, the demonic cultivator who had enmity with all major sects, attracted the most attention. Besides him, there were also many young talents from major sects like the top swordsman, the top alchemist, and others.
The Third Young Master appeared young and handsome, wearing black robes and accompanied by a younger disciple from the same sect. They stood in front of the testing platform, personally presenting a compass-like artifact with five pointers representing the five elemental spiritual roots, but only four pointers were fixed.
Ren Shuhan watched from afar and couldn’t help but find it amusing.
This Third Young Master was indeed quite cunning, afraid that someone would be tested with all five elemental spiritual roots, so he intentionally left out one pointer.
The first one to be tested was the Third Young Master’s junior brother, who had both fire and metal spiritual roots, the best aptitude for alchemy among the candidates, much to everyone’s amazement.
However, subsequent candidates from prominent families were not as satisfactory until a young man surnamed Ye, arrived from the Night Market of the Sand Island. Ren Shuhan heard others say that his name was Ye Shuangfei, dressed in bright red clothes, exuding an air of confidence. He had both fire and wood spiritual roots, perfect for inheriting his family’s alchemy skills.
But of course, gold would still surpass wood, and alchemy was slightly superior to pill refining, so the Third Young Master’s junior brother still had a slight edge.
After testing several candidates from various prestigious families and major sects, Xiao Zhu finally leisurely walked up to the platform. The two pointers on the compass pointed to metal, while the other two oscillated between wood and fire, never stopping!
“It’s a rare spiritual root!”
Although fire spiritual roots were the strongest and superior to wood, the rare spiritual root was even stronger.
For example, fire and water, Ren Shuhan was speculated to possess both of these spiritual roots, which was considered formidable even in the mortal realm. However, in the immortal realm, it was generally believed that these two spiritual roots were incompatible, making cultivation very difficult to progress. But if it were a wind spiritual root between fire and water, its power would be very strong.
There was also the ice spiritual root between wood and water, which, because it was far from the fire spiritual root and close to metal, had strong attacking power.
“So terrifying, this child cannot be left alive!”
“He is not of our kind; his heart is bound to be different. We might as well dispose of him on the spot today!”
“Are you crazy? Why speak nonsense? Even the Third Young Master hasn’t said anything. How can we take the lead?”
The Third Young Master’s face darkened, looking very unpleasant, but indeed, he didn’t say anything because although he had a deep-seated hatred for demonic cultivators, he also had other considerations—what if he clashed with the demonic cultivator and other sects took advantage of the situation?
With great satisfaction, Xiao Zhu left the testing platform, boasting loudly, “It seems I still can’t be tested for what spiritual root I have after making this trip!”
Afterward, sons of other small sects stepped forward one by one.
Ren Shuhan observed and felt that he might not even get a chance to test before the end of the spiritual root testing event. He had no choice but to take out the wooden plaque given to him by Yun Xiangrong and ask the black-robed guard to show it to the Third Young Master and inquire if he could jump the queue.
Unexpectedly, the Third Young Master’s face turned even darker when he looked at the character “Yun” on the plaque, and he crushed the wooden plaque: “Lady Yun still dares to come to my Guangsha?”
Ren Shuhan: “…”
Yun Xiangrong, are you reliable or not?
How come this unlucky mistress has brought trouble to me too?
Ren Shuhan couldn’t tell whether these people were friends or foes, hesitated for a moment, and replied, “Used to be.”
This was very intriguing.
The Third Young Master smiled slightly, staring at his face, waved his sleeve, and allowed him to test first.
Ren Shuhan nodded in thanks, calmly raised his hand at the South direction, seemingly composed. In reality, he had already planned an escape route in his mind. He planned that once he formed the Nascent Soul, the first thing he would do was to carry out justice for himself and kill that fake master of his.
Just as his thoughts were drifting away from the testing platform, a miraculous scene occurred on the platform, drawing his attention back:
The four pointers all rotated simultaneously, as if magnets were being guided by lodestones, aligning directly between metal and fire.
There was no fire, no metal, and certainly no water that was initially determined…
He had a rare spiritual root… and it was only a single spiritual root—the Heaven Spiritual Root!
Ren Shuhan himself was momentarily stunned.
Everyone fell silent. Xiao Zhu’s snake-like mouth widened in shock, and his jaw dropped.
“What kind of spiritual root is this?” Ren Shuhan calmly asked amidst the silence. “Does anyone know?”
The young man in red robes, Ye Shuangfei, an alchemist from the Night Market of the Sand Island, patted his shoulder. “Brother, between metal and fire, that’s the Thunder Spiritual Root.”
A Heaven Spiritual Root with the Thunder attribute—you’re really defying the heavens!!!
The Third Young Master closed his eyes in extreme shock. When he opened them again, they were full of smiles. He quickly walked towards Ren Shuhan.
Meanwhile, Xiao Zhu clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and held his jaw tightly.
I’m doing my best to translate this arc, but my brain can’t comprehend sh*t about cultivation terms, I’m just enjoying the ride lmao