“Sword Power, third level!”
Lu Li watched the young man in the distance place his hand on the stone tablet, a smile involuntarily curling at the corners of his mouth.
Ahead of him, an exuberant youth had just joined the Sword Sect’s ranks. The lead young man patted him on the shoulder, expressing his expectations.
Today was Hundred Immortals Town’s annual Grand Selection.
The immortal cultivation sects from the mountains would descend to choose outstanding talents and absorb fresh blood.
“Sword Power means he has a Sword Spiritual Root. I’m so jealous.” A few of the rejected youths sighed and returned to the long line of onlookers.
“And what’s ‘third level’ mean?”
“You don’t know that? It means once he starts Qi Induction, with just simple cultivation, he’ll have no obstacles up to the third level of Qi Refining, and eventually become an immortal cultivator above everyone else!” A woman selling tofu beside them gazed enviously at the Sword Sect’s group.
“I heard immortal cultivators have physical stamina… ahem.”
Listening to the crowd’s chatter, Lu Li’s heart was completely calm.
He had known since he was very young that he possessed a unique Spiritual Root.
And it was most likely a Sword Spiritual Root.
At age three, the moment he opened his mouth, the wooden sword in his father’s hand flew straight to him.
At age eight, when practicing with his father, he could barely win.
At age ten, he had already gained some fame in Hundred Immortals Town.
After all this, Lu Li naturally looked forward to this selection with great anticipation.
“The only regret… is that Father can’t see this.” Thinking about it, Lu Li couldn’t help but sigh.
“Lu Li.”
“Yes!”
Shaking his head and casting aside his sorrow, Lu Li trotted over to the black stone tablet and slowly extended his hand.
Even though he was prepared, his heart was exceptionally excited.
There were always all sorts of storybooks in Hundred Immortals Town, which recorded many seemingly ordinary boys and girls who actually harbored all kinds of miraculous powers.
After joining a sect, they could soar to the heavens and eventually ascend to immortality.
Lu Li was the same.
After his parents passed away, he just helped deliver things around town.
The money he earned only allowed him to survive.
If he could become an immortal… his life would definitely improve greatly.
“Place your hand on the black stone tablet and… hmm?” The immortal cultivation disciple in charge yawned and was about to explain when he suddenly looked up at the sky and warily drew the long sword at his waist.
“Hmm?” Following the disciple’s gaze, Lu Li spotted a few female cultivators in scant clothing.
They were smiling, barefoot, floating over on soft sashes.
“Tch… Yin Yang Sect.” The disciple snorted and sheathed his sword. “You can continue.”
“No problem.” Lu Li couldn’t help glancing at the Yin Yang Sect women, who wore blue-and-white gauze dresses with their shoulders exposed.
As they landed, their every smile and frown made the young men’s faces flush red and their heads spin.
Some married men were directly grabbed by their ears and dragged away from the square.
For a moment, pitiful screams and curses rang out, making the Yin Yang Sect girls giggle.
And that laughter made the disciple overseeing the tablet blush.
“A few seductresses… don’t let them distract you… Huh? How are you unaffected?” The disciple looked at Lu Li, whose expression remained unchanged.
“I don’t know.” Lu Li admitted the Yin Yang Sect disciples were attractive, but that beauty wasn’t directed at him.
“Maybe you have a clear Dao heart.” The disciple urged, “Hurry up.”
“Okay.” Lu Li reached out and touched the cold stone tablet.
A strange warmth surged from his abdomen, flowed through his arm into the black tablet, and then materialized into a concrete shape.
It was a long sword.
“Another Sword Spiritual Root!”
“That’s not surprising.” Lu Li watched as a second and third flying sword emerged from deep within the tablet, circling around his palm.
“Father, I’ve finally accomplished your… Eh?”
Lu Li froze.
The supervising disciple froze.
The crowd watching the selection also stood rooted to the spot.
Centered on Lu Li’s palm, a full nine flying swords swirled together, ultimately forming a unique formation.
The formation rose higher and higher, finally shooting into the sky along the direction of the tablet.
A scorching orange light pierced the sky, causing the Imperial Sword Sect disciple in charge of recruitment to rush over to the tablet.
“What’s going on here?!”
“Has a celestial descended?” The crowd erupted in noise.
“I’ve seen this plot in storybooks. Someone with an even higher Spiritual Root will show up later…”
Amid the clamor, Lu Li was also stunned by the sight before him. How could such an unusual thing happen?
“What is this?” When he tried to pull his hand away, he found the tablet firmly sucking his right hand.
“Don’t worry, it’s just that your Spiritual Root is too unique.” The disciple comforted him, while the Imperial Sword Sect disciples’ faces lit up with joy as they waited nearby.
As for the newly arrived Yin Yang Sect female cultivators, they rolled their eyes.
“For you mortals, you only know that having a Spiritual Root allows you to cultivate, and that cultivators have different Spiritual Roots.” The Imperial Sword Sect disciple watched the sword formation dissipate and began to explain.
“But Spiritual Roots also have grades. Yours… why can’t you let go?”
“I actually really want to let go, Immortal Master. But this tablet is stuck to me.” Lu Li tried to move, but his right hand was glued to it.
To free himself, Lu Li pressed his left hand onto the tablet and pushed hard.
“This is something I’ve never seen befo—” The Imperial Sword Sect disciple smiled, but before finishing, countless flowers bloomed around Lu Li’s left hand, and another equally dazzling light shot into the sky.
But this time, the gloomy sky became incredibly alluring and colorful.
Translucent petals fell, accompanied by a girl’s soft humming and singing.
Every person who heard that voice felt restless and feverish.
“What is this now?” Lu Li pulled his hand away and found the tablet had returned to normal.
At the same time, the Yin Yang Sect female cultivator who had been rolling her eyes rushed over and grabbed his hand.
“Eh?”
“Yin Yang Sect, what are you doing?!” The Imperial Sword Sect people also came to Lu Li’s side.
“We’ve spotted a good seedling with a Charm Spiritual Root.” The leading cyan-robed girl from Yin Yang Sect said, pulling Lu Li’s arm and whispering, “Come with big sister to Yin Yang Sect. We guarantee you’ll have an endless supply of cauldrons and ascend to immortality by day.”
“No, no, come with us. Our Imperial Sword Sect can have you cleave open the Heavenly Gate with a single sword!”
“This…” Lu Li looked to the left, where a girl in a short robe with scant clothing stood.
To the right was a middle-aged man with a sword at his waist.
At this moment, the lower house replaced the upper house and began to deliberate.
“I’ve decided!” Lu Li’s gaze fell to the left.
The girl with a peach-blossom face smiled back at him.
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