txolops Chapter 102 Profound Yin Body
Chapter 102 Profound Yin Body
Chapter 102 The Profound Yin Body (Please Subscribe)
Just days before the annual Spiritual Root Testing Conference was about to begin, "Fortune" appeared again.
Jiang Fu'an didn't have high expectations when he saw that the light sphere was white.
However, after receiving all the information contained within the sphere of light, a strange look appeared in his eyes.
【Name: Fortune】
[Quality: White (Note: From lowest to highest: White, Green, Blue, Purple, Orange, Red)]
[Content: Five days later, a little girl named Lin Erya will travel to Ping'an Town to have her spiritual roots tested. Although she only possesses a mixed spiritual root of five attributes, she is endowed with the "Mysterious Yin Body."]
[Note: The Profound Yin Body is an innate, pure Yin constitution, a top-tier aptitude for dual cultivation. It can significantly enhance a cultivation partner's speed and increase the chances of breaking through bottlenecks. Those with this constitution are typically stunningly beautiful women with a cool, aloof demeanor and a subtle fragrance. This constitution requires the cultivation of Yin-attribute techniques and will only gradually manifest after reaching the mid-stage of Qi Refining.]
The meaning of "good fortune" couldn't be clearer—
He was advised to recruit this woman into his ranks and take her as his Daoist partner in the future, so that they could cultivate the dual cultivation method together.
To be honest, Jiang Fu'an was tempted.
The highest-grade cultivation technique he currently possesses is a superior dual cultivation manual called "Dragon and Phoenix Twin Cauldrons Technique".
Unfortunately, neither his wife Su Wanqing nor his concubine Miao Ruolan possessed spiritual roots, so this cultivation technique was essentially useless to him.
After breaking through to the fourth level of Qi Refining, he had no choice but to settle for second best and switch to studying the lower-level book "Azure Water Technique," which was easier to break through bottlenecks in.
This "Mysterious Yin Body" cannot be detected during spiritual root testing.
In other words, in everyone's eyes, Lin Erya was nothing more than a second-rate piece of trash with five spiritual roots.
It's highly unlikely that anyone will compete with him for it.
Five days later, in Ping'an Town.
The once empty and deserted training ground was now packed with a dense crowd.
For ordinary people, today is their only chance to leap over the dragon gate.
Once a child in the family is found to have a spiritual root, even the worst mixed spiritual root, it means that the fate of the entire family may change.
Beside the drill ground, in a private room on the second floor of Juxianlou, a tranquil scene unfolded.
Jiang Fu'an, Ma Ping, and Sun Xiuyuan sat down at another table.
Several delicate side dishes and a pot of warm wine were laid out on the table.
Sun Xiuyuan has now resigned from his official post and is enjoying his retirement in Ping'an Town.
Jiang Fu'an specially hosted the dinner today, intending to catch up with this old friend and wait for Lin Erya to appear.
Unexpectedly, they ran into Ma Ping, who had come to represent the Wang family in searching for promising young talents, so they invited him over as well.
The same three people, and the same seating arrangement, but their status among themselves had quietly changed.
Jiang Fu'an was currently disguising his cultivation level as the third level of Qi Refining. In addition, as the head of a clan who already possessed spiritual veins, he naturally became the most respected person at the banquet.
The only thing that remains unchanged is perhaps his face.
Compared to his two old friends who were clearly aging, he still looked the youngest.
Sun Xiuyuan looked the oldest, in his sixties, with deep wrinkles on his face and completely white temples.
Ma Ping was next, his hair mostly white, and his cultivation was still stuck at the peak of the early stage of Qi Refining, unable to make any further progress.
Ma Ping raised his wine cup, his tone respectful: "Fellow Daoist Jiang, it wasn't that I was unwilling to speak up for you that day at Qinglu Mountain."
"Wang Zhiyue was really angry at the time. If I had spoken rashly, I would have only added fuel to the fire, which would have been worse."
Jiang Fu'an also raised his glass in response: "Fellow Daoist Ma, you flatter me. In the matter of Qinglu Mountain, it was indeed my Jiang family who benefited."
"I had intended to find an opportunity to compensate the Wang family in the future, but unfortunately the head of the Wang family is unwilling to associate with me anymore."
He knew perfectly well that Ma Ping couldn't say anything in front of Wang Zhiyue, so what could he do at the time?
Ma Ping downed his drink in one gulp and sighed, "Zhiyue has always been strong-willed. She probably won't be able to swallow this insult if she continues to associate with the Jiang family."
Seeing the somewhat awkward atmosphere, Sun Xiuyuan smiled and changed the subject: "Fu'an, your youngest son should be seven years old this year, right? Has his spiritual root been tested?"
Jiang Fu'an put down his wine glass and gave a wry smile: "I've tested it. It does have a spiritual root, but unfortunately it's the lowest grade of mixed spiritual root with five attributes."
"Reaching the third level of Qi Refining in this lifetime is probably the absolute limit."
Upon hearing this, Ma Ping was somewhat surprised that Jiang Fu'an had given birth to another child with spiritual roots, but he didn't pay too much attention to it.
It is a common understanding in the cultivation world that those with mixed spiritual roots have low aptitude and limited future prospects.
In recent years, the Wang family has only considered pseudo-spiritual roots with four attributes when recruiting immortal seedlings; they would never even consider mixed spiritual roots.
Sun Xiuyuan's eyes revealed envy: "Having spiritual roots is an immense blessing!"
"In the future, let him cultivate some wood-attribute techniques for health preservation and longevity, just like you, and live peacefully to a hundred years old. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"
"Unlike my youngest son—alas!"
At the end of his sentence, he let out a long sigh, and a look of sorrow instantly settled on Sun Xiuyuan's face.
Jiang Fu'an reached out and gently patted his slightly hunched back: "Brother Sun, take it easy. Life is unpredictable and beyond human control."
A few years ago, Sun Xiuyuan's most beloved youngest son participated in a spiritual root test, and unsurprisingly, he had no affinity for immortality.
This matter has left Sun Xiuyuan depressed for a long time.
But misfortune never comes singly; not long after, the child contracted a sudden illness and died.
As the blows came one after another, Sun Xiuyuan aged exceptionally quickly.
As they were talking, a commotion suddenly broke out outside the window.
Jiang Fu'an leaned over and looked down, and saw the dense crowd on the drill ground below begin to loosen and disperse in all directions.
The spiritual root test is over.
Sun Xiuyuan had been in charge of this matter for many years and was very familiar with this scene. He picked up his wine glass again and said, "Fu'an, Brother Ma, let's drink this last cup, and then you two can go and get on with your business."
"I wish both of you will be able to recruit suitable seedlings today."
Jiang Fu'an didn't stand on ceremony. He raised his glass in greeting, drank the wine with Ma Ping, and then got up to take his leave.
The two walked downstairs side by side, heading towards the training ground.
On the way, Jiang Fu'an asked Ma Ping, "Fellow Daoist Ma, this is my first time here to recruit promising young immortals. Are there any rules I should be aware of?"
Ma Ping smiled faintly: "The rules are quite simple. After the major sects have picked out the most talented candidates, the rest will depend on the conditions offered by each sect and the attractiveness of their own spiritual veins."
He glanced at Jiang Fu'an and said tactfully, "The spiritual veins of Qinglu Mountain are of slightly lower quality. If Fellow Daoist Jiang wants to recruit better ones, he will probably have to put more effort into their compensation."
Before the two even approached the training ground, they heard a rough, hoarse voice shouting: "Five thousand taels of silver! Plus fifty low-grade spirit stones!"
"Whichever family is willing to spend money, my daughter will follow them wholeheartedly!"
"I'd serve you as a slave or a maid, without a second thought!"
Jiang Fu'an looked in the direction of the sound.
There was a middle-aged man, his face flushed from drinking, shouting loudly with his neck stiffened.
Beside him stood a timid, thin little girl, dressed in tattered clothes, her head bowed, her face obscured.
Only a thin neck and dry, disheveled hair were visible.
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