Liu Pangzi looked at Fang Hong, baring his mouth to reveal a mouthful of crooked, yellow teeth, and coldly shouted, "You! Get to the back!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his fat hand shot out and grabbed Fang Hong's collar.
Before Fang Hong could react, Liu Pangzi violently swung him, and he was thrown directly out of the line!
Fang Hong was scrawny; how could he resist Liu Pangzi's sudden brute force?
With a 'bang,' he fell heavily to the ground.
This sudden turn of events ignited a surge of anger in Fang Hong's heart. He gritted his teeth, his gaze fixed coldly on Liu Pangzi.
Seeing Fang Hong's defiant look, Liu Pangzi was about to open his mouth to scold him but caught sight of his parents glaring fiercely at him, signaling him not to cause trouble in front of the Immortal Master!
Liu Pangzi's heart skipped a beat, and the words on the tip of his tongue were swallowed back. He could only glare fiercely at Fang Hong and reluctantly shut his mouth.
The surrounding boys and girls found Fang Hong's disheveled appearance amusing and laughed.
The adults, however, shook their heads helplessly, murmuring that the fatty was truly ill-mannered, still acting up in front of the Immortal Master...
Fang Hong stood up unhappily, brushed the dust off his clothes, and without saying anything, he dejectedly walked to the very back of the line.
Fang Hong was an adopted child and had no parents since he was young.
The village children always took pleasure in teasing him, calling him a bastard.
Over time, Fang Hong stopped playing with these children and had almost no interaction with the adults in the village.
Since his grandfather passed away, he had not had a single familiar person to talk to in this village.
The Spiritual Root detection proceeded in an orderly fashion. Although there were fifty children in the village, almost all of them had no Spiritual Root.
After each child was tested, a sigh would echo around.
Soon, it was Fang Hong's turn at the very end.
Fang Hong took a deep breath, trying to calm himself, but his slightly trembling hands still betrayed his inner nervousness.
He extended his right hand and placed it on the crystal ball.
"Hiss, hiss, hiss..." After a few breaths, the crystal ball suddenly lit up, emitting a faint glow.
A hint of a smile finally appeared on Fang Hong's face, which had been pale with tension.
One light spot, two light spots, three, four...
As the light spots continuously increased, the light within the crystal ball grew brighter and brighter!
"Gold, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth, Wind, Lightning, Light, Darkness..."
"Hahahaha... Senior Brother, look quickly, I've never seen such a trashy Spiritual Root!" The young Immortal Master suddenly burst into laughter upon seeing Fang Hong's Spiritual Root.
Fang Hong's smile instantly froze when he heard the young Immortal Master's laughter.
His Spiritual Root was trash?
The White-robed Old Man also frowned at the crystal ball's reaction, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
He had seen people with Five Spiritual Roots and Six Spiritual Roots, but he had never seen such a mixed Spiritual Root like Fang Hong's.
There were more than ten light spots within the crystal ball, which meant Fang Hong's Spiritual Root had at least ten or more attributes.
In the Cultivation World, there was a saying that the more mixed the Spiritual Root's attributes, the more difficult it was to advance.
A Spiritual Root like Fang Hong's was considered the lowest-grade Waste Spiritual Root.
Forget Foundation Establishment; even breaking through to the first layer of Qi Refining would be as difficult as ascending to heaven, almost no different from a Mortal.
The White-robed Old Man shook his head, stood up, took the paper from the young Immortal Master's hand, cleared his throat, and announced loudly, "Those whose names are called below may follow me to the Taiyi Sect for cultivation."
"Zhao Yang, Xu Kun, Li Ming." The White-robed Old Man read out three names.
Fang Hong remembered that these three were all Four Spiritual Roots. Although he also had a Spiritual Root, he was not on the list.
Fang Hong felt a little lost. It seemed his Spiritual Root was truly trash, not even worthy of an Immortal Master's attention...
Liu Pangzi had been very jealous when he saw Fang Hong's Spiritual Root detected just now, and his face was gloomy.
Because he himself had no Spiritual Root, he was originally worried that Fang Hong would use this opportunity to rise, but now seeing that Fang Hong was not chosen by the Immortal Master, he and his crony "Sun Ergou" laughed gleefully.
"Those whose names I just called, follow me later. Of course, if you don't want to go, that's up to you," the White-robed Old Man said.
The three youths all nodded, their faces filled with joy. Who would want to be a Mortal when they had the chance to cultivate in an Immortal Sect?
"Immortal Master, it's getting late. Why not stay in the village for a night to rest, so we can entertain you?" The old village chief leaned on his cane and walked forward tremblingly to say.
"Yes, Immortal Master, we're having our hunting days these few days. We've slaughtered pigs and sheep and prepared many delicacies!" The villagers also echoed.
This was not only out of respect for the Immortal Master but also in hopes that the Immortal Master would come to the village more often in the future to recruit Disciples.
"Senior Brother, what do you think? The villagers' kindness." The young Immortal Master turned his head and asked the White-robed Old Man.
"Since that's the case, let's stay for one night and leave tomorrow." The White-robed Old Man nodded, looking at the sky. It was indeed getting dark.
The old village chief was overjoyed to see the Immortal Master agree.
He quickly gave orders: "Quick, prepare the best food and drink! We must not neglect the Immortal Master!"
The villagers immediately became busy, and the square was a lively scene.
"Immortal Master! Immortal Master, please wait!!" Just as the two Immortal Masters were about to walk away with the villagers, Fang Hong suddenly mustered his courage and shouted.
Everyone's gaze instantly turned to him, and the square suddenly fell silent...