"Eighth Brother didn't come," Ye Wei answered.
Actually, Ye Wei didn't notice at first. After all, Ye Kong never appeared in such a crowded place before. Everyone was used to not having Eighth Brother around. They didn't even remember that he existed.
More importantly, Ye Wei was dreaming of becoming an immortal himself. He didn't think of anyone else.
But when he found out that he didn't have spirit roots, he felt an indescribable sadness. However, he was the eldest son of the Ye Family after all. He would look at things from his father's point of view. Thus, he really hoped that other people would have spirit roots.
Thus, he looked down, hoping to find a spirit root.
But he was disappointed in the end. However, as he looked down, he found a problem. One seemed to be missing.
Who was missing? He really couldn't think of it. Ye Wei decided to use a stupid method. He counted one by one. "I'm the eldest. Second Brother, Third Brother, Fourth Brother … Eighth Brother didn't come!"
Once Ye Wei said this, Ye Haoran looked down as well. As expected, he didn't see Ye Kong. He was furious. How could this fool not come to such an important event? This was too much!
Although he hated this despicable brat in his heart, this was his last hope. He had been disappointed so many times. He didn't mind being disappointed again!
"Perfected One, apologies. I still have a son. I don't know why he hasn't arrived yet. Please wait a moment, Perfected One. I'll send someone to call him."
Perfected Wan Xuan checked dozens of people. He didn't care about one more. He sat up straight and waved his hand impatiently. "Then go quickly. Come back quickly."
"Thank you, Perfected One." Ye Haoran called Ye Cai over. Just as he was about to ask him to call Ye Kong, someone was unhappy.
Second Madam was unhappy. She could let others become immortals, but she couldn't let Ye Kong become immortals. Why? If Ye Kong became an immortal, then Chen Jiuniang's status would be high! How could she let an ugly woman with a poor family be trampled underfoot?
Moreover, Ye Kong beat up her son and molested her daughter. She still held a grudge. She had to stop this possibility.
"General, you can't." The Second Mistress stood up and said. "Ye Kong is arrogant and unruly, stubborn and stubborn. His temperament is violent beyond measure, and he will definitely take revenge. If he were to train in Celestial Arts, it would be a disaster for our Ye Clan …"
The Second Madam was indeed vicious, saying such things in front of Daoist Master Wan Xuan, making him feel that she was simply a demon-like existence. Even if he had a Spirit Root, he would not accept him.
Ye Haoran finally understood why Ye Kong didn't show up. It was all because of Second Madam's interference. Now that she was talking nonsense in front of everyone, even Ye Haoran was angry.
"Impudent!" Ye Haoran was furious, "Woman, you ruined my plans. Although Ye Kong has a bad temper, he is only twelve years old. He is not as bad as you say!" Ye Haoran was afraid that Spiritual Master Wan Xuan would really be swayed by Second Madam's words, so he hurriedly said to Spiritual Master Wan Xuan, "I've let Spiritual Master laugh at me. I didn't manage my family well. My eighth son has been muddle-headed since he was young and can't speak clearly. Recently, he has just been enlightened, so he might have spoken inappropriately to those who mocked him, causing others to think that he …"
"Alright, alright. Have someone call him over." Daoist Myriad Profound's expression remained unchanged.
"Yes." Ye Haoran glared at Second Madam again. He wanted Ye Cai to call him over, but he was afraid that he would play tricks again. It was better to let Ye Wei do it.
Ye Kong was reading when he was called over by Ye Wei. He hurriedly followed. Along the way, he heard that an immortal wanted to take in a disciple, so he was overjoyed.
Ye Kong didn't expect that the immortal he had been searching for for so long would actually appear on his own. It was really like wearing out iron shoes in fruitless searching, only to find him by chance.
He wasn't too worried about whether or not he had spirit roots. Firstly, he could feel spirit energy. Furthermore, he could enter his own spirit platform and Purple Palace. Could others do the same? Clearly, he was different.
Under the scorching sun, those youths who didn't have spirit roots after the inspection didn't dare to leave. They couldn't feel the sun earlier, but now they felt that it was so scorching. The pores on their backs felt like ants were crawling on them. Since they couldn't become immortals, they hoped that they could leave as soon as possible.
But at this moment, they saw Ye Wei bring Ye Kong in. They were outside the reception pavilion and didn't hear the conversation inside. Now that they saw Ye Kong, they were as astonished as they could be.
"You even brought an idiot here? Hehe, you really are so hungry that you can't be choosy. Even we don't have spirit roots. Do you think he does? "
"Definitely not. If he had spirit roots, then my Ah Huang would also have spirit roots."
"Haha, he's not even as good as Ah Huang. That dog can understand humans. Ye Kong is just an idiot. He's like a pig in a pigsty. In the past, he would even whimper when he was full."
Ye Kong walked in and was surprised to see so many people. At first, he thought he was late, but then he heard that they had all been inspected. Ye Kong was very smart. He immediately guessed that none of them had spirit roots, so he remembered to call him.
"F * ck, this is too much of a bully! Even unrelated people are here. Do you still think my surname is Ye? It's fine if I don't want to be your disciple. I don't owe your Ye family any favors! "Ye Kong was furious. He muttered and turned to leave.
Ye Wei, who had just gone in to report, came out and saw that Ye Kong was leaving. He quickly followed, "Eighth Brother, Eighth Brother … What are you doing?"
Ye Kong was a person who was very clear about gratitude and grudges. He could be angry at others, but he couldn't be angry at Ye Wei.
"Big Brother, I'm going back to read. It doesn't matter if the Ye family has me or not. So many brothers, so many … handsome youths. Ah, what's the point of having a fool like me?" Ye Kong suppressed his anger and smiled bitterly.
Ye Wei immediately understood and said in a low voice, "It's Ye Cai's doing. Father and I didn't know about it. Father already reprimanded them. You can't leave. If you leave, you'll lose face for Father and me."
Ye Kong was skeptical. He raised his head and looked into the hall. Ye Wei grabbed him and dragged him in. He had no choice but to let Ye Wei drag him in.
Daoist Master Wan Xuan kept his eyes closed, but he could see everything clearly with his divine sense. When Ye Kong stood in front of him, he opened his eyes.
"Quickly greet Grandpa Immortal." Ye Haoran urged.
"Grandpa Immortal." Ye Kong wasn't in a good mood. He gathered his courage and looked at him. When their eyes met, Daoist Master Wan Xuan frowned. "How did your soul get injured?"
Ye Kong's heart trembled. F * ck, he really was an immortal. He could tell that my soul was injured at a glance.
He told a half-truth. He said that when he was meditating, he didn't know how to do it and got injured. However, he didn't dare to say that he had a complete collection of talismans in his head.
Daoist Master Wan Xuan didn't suspect anything. He smiled and said, "Cultivate on your own? You're too bold. Come, show me your wrist. Let me see if you have spirit roots. "
Daoist Master Wan Xuan placed his hand on Ye Kong's wrist. Everyone stared at his face. Second Madam kept praying in her heart, "No, no, shake your head, shake your head …"
Ye Haoran also stared at Daoist Master Wan Xuan's face. He clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned blue. Ye Kong was his last hope. How could he not be nervous?
This moment seemed extremely long. Everyone held their breaths. Second Madam prayed that Daoist Master would shake his head. Ye Haoran nodded in anticipation.
Unexpectedly, Daoist Master Wan Xuan didn't shake his head or nod. He smiled.
Of course, it wasn't a happy smile or a mocking smile. It was a mocking smile.
Ye Haoran didn't know what Daoist Master Wan Xuan meant. He hurriedly asked, "Daoist, does my son … have hope?"
"No." Daoist Master Wan Xuan let go of Ye Kong's hand.
Ye Haoran didn't give up. He asked again, "Then why are you smiling?"
Ye Kong cursed in his heart. F * ck, why are you smiling if there's no hope? Are you trying to fool me?
Daoist Master Wan Xuan smiled. "I'm laughing at his poor aptitude. His spirit roots are unimaginably messy. It's the worst pseudo spirit root I've ever seen."
"Pseudo spirit root?" Ye Haoran and Ye Wei didn't understand.
Then, Daoist Master Wan Xuan explained. It turned out that spirit roots were the ability to sense spirit energy. If you could sense spirit energy, you could cultivate. If you couldn't even sense spirit energy, how could you talk about absorbing spirit energy to nourish your inner core?
However, spirit roots were different. The best was called single spirit root, also known as heaven spirit root. In other words, this cultivator was especially sensitive to spirit energy of a certain element. If these people were matched with a cultivation technique of the same element, their cultivation would be fast. Before the Yuanying Realm, there wouldn't be any bottlenecks. This was the best aptitude. Only one or two appeared in a thousand years.
Someone asked why single spirit roots could cultivate fast. The answer was simple. Purity. Whether it was gold, diamonds, elixirs, or spirit roots, the purer they were, the better. How could anything with impurities be good?
Below single spirit roots were dual spirit roots. Although it wasn't as good as single spirit roots, dual spirit roots were already not bad. If it was a thunder spirit root that was a mix of wood and earth element, or an ice spirit root that was a mix of water and wood element, it was also not bad. Those were called variant spirit roots and were also very rare. However, dual spirit roots were not good. For example, fire and water element. These two elements were originally conflicting and could easily cause one to go berserk during cultivation.
Next were tri-attribute spirit roots. This was relatively common. Many Foundation Establishment cultivators had tri-attribute spirit roots. Unless they had a fortuitous encounter, they wouldn't be able to break through the Golden Core Realm. Daoist Master Wan Xuan was one of them.
Next were quad-attribute spirit roots. These were considered pseudo spirit roots. Normally, they wouldn't be able to reach the Foundation Establishment Realm. Even reaching the peak of the Qi Refinement Realm was difficult. However, because the big sects couldn't recruit people with good aptitude, quad-attribute pseudo spirit roots were also accepted.
The worst were penta-spirit roots. That was not an ordinary mess. There was absolutely no future in cultivation. It would be difficult for this kind of person to even reach the entry level.
According to Daoist Master Wan Xuan's pulse examination, Ye Kong was one of these penta-spirit roots. Furthermore, the five types of spirit energy were very chaotic. His aptitude was the lowest of the lowest. In Daoist Master Wan Xuan's opinion, even if this child cultivated his entire life, he wouldn't be able to break through the early stage of Qi Refinement Realm. Furthermore, the early stage of Qi Refinement Realm might not be much stronger than the martial arts experts in the mortal world. Therefore, it was better for him to learn martial arts at home.
At this moment, Ye Haoran was completely disappointed. However, he still couldn't bear to let go of this last life-saving straw. He begged again, "Daoist Master, although my son's aptitude is extremely poor, he still has spirit roots. It's too late for him to learn martial arts now. Even if it's the early stage of Qi Refinement Realm, it's still because the Ye Clan produced an immortal."
Ye Kong was also unwilling to lose his chance to become an immortal. He also begged, "That's right, Immortal Master. Although this child's aptitude is lacking, he can endure the hardships of hardships …"
Daoist Master Wan Xuan interrupted him with a laugh and said sarcastically, "A cultivator's achievements are determined by their spirit roots. It's not as if they can endure hardships. Otherwise, all the big sects would go to the docks and accept coolies as disciples."
Ye Kong felt depressed. I'm really a filthy person. I missed the time to learn martial arts, and I only have the trashiest spirit root in cultivation. Are they really not giving me a way out?
Seeing that this matter was going to fall apart again, Ye Kong felt that he had to seize the opportunity and perform well. Maybe the old immortal would change his mind?
Ye Kong made up his mind and said loudly, "Immortal Master, you're wrong! I heard that a cultivator's achievements are not determined by their aptitude. The best spirit root isn't the heavenly spirit root! "
"Oh?" Once Ye Kong said this, everyone stared at Ye Kong. Ye Haoran was a little worried in his heart. Could the Celestial Master say anything wrong? What would a mortal like you know? However, Ye Haoran didn't say anything to stop him. He hoped that there might be a turn for the better.
"This Old Man doesn't understand. I'd like to hear the details." Daoist Master Wan Xuan also waited curiously for him to speak.
Ye Kong smiled and cupped his hands at Daoist Master Wan Xuan. He said, "Immortal Master, I think that the biggest deciding factor for a cultivator's future achievements is not their aptitude, but their immortal fate! The best spirit root isn't the heavenly spirit root, but the bitter spirit root! "
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