Chapter 53: The Strange Wooden Stick

The disciples outside who had not yet reached the Mid Qi Refining Stage were unable to use their Spiritual Power to form protective barriers. They scattered in all directions.

At the moment the weather changed drastically, She Zijiang had already released the Spiritual Power from his hand. The Spiritual Power of the Nascent Soul Stage shot out, instantly dispersing the cloud layer in the sky.

The cloud layer scattered, and the previously gathered clouds shattered into shimmering, star-like fragments.

A certain aura that had not yet had time to coalesce also completely vanished under She Zijiang’s intervention.

She Zijiang let out a breath.

When he looked toward Shen Qingyi’s Cave Abode again, his eyes couldn’t help but darken.

This new little disciple he had taken in was already extraordinary enough on the surface.

But he had never expected that she was even more surprising on the inside!

A single Water Spiritual Root!

And also a hidden single Spiritual Root variation—Wind Spiritual Root.

If these two coexisted, then even as a dual Spiritual Root Cultivator, having such a rare variant Spiritual Root in the Cultivation World would make Shen Qingyi incredibly sought-after as well.

She would not be weaker in comparison to single Spiritual Root Cultivators at all, because variant Spiritual Roots were famous in the Cultivation World for their high combat power.

Originally, he had thought that this disciple of his, with her Water Spiritual Root and her gentle nature, was a good seedling for practicing Spiritual Power techniques.

But now, she not only had a single Water Spiritual Root but also a hidden Wind Spiritual Root.

This hidden Spiritual Root was different from ordinary Spiritual Roots.

Although it was still a Spiritual Root, it existed separately from the other Spiritual Roots.

Such Spiritual Roots had never been common in the Cultivation World since ancient times.

Those discovered were few and far between, and hidden variant Spiritual Roots discovered among them were even rarer.

A hidden Spiritual Root retained its Spiritual Root attributes, yet was distinct from other Spiritual Roots. On the surface, it appeared as a dual Spiritual Root, but in reality, it existed independently within the Cultivator’s body.

Having a hidden Spiritual Root was equivalent to having more options for advancing or retreating. If handled skillfully, one could even play the fool to catch the tiger off guard.

All of this was already enough to surprise She Zijiang, but what truly stunned him was that aura that had just emanated from Shen Qingyi’s Cave Abode.

It felt ancient and boundless, causing one’s mind to waver.

If he weren’t a Nascent Soul True Monarch with a resolute mind, and if that aura on Shen Qingyi weren’t still very weak, he might truly have been caught off guard by it if he wasn’t careful.

She Zijiang narrowed his eyes slightly.

To be able to emit such an aura, it had to be at least a Spirit Treasure level item.

This little disciple of his looked like an ordinary mortal child who had never cultivated before, and she came from a poor background.

Now, not only had she first tested with a single Water Spiritual Root, but she also concealed a hidden Wind Spiritual Root. And now, to top it off, a Spirit Treasure had acknowledged her as its master.

However, although Shen Qingyi had now joined his Luohong Hall, the Lingdao Sect, while appearing harmonious on the surface, was actually turbulent beneath.

Especially in recent years, with the Grand Competition drawing near.

Having a single Water Spiritual Root was already enough to make her shine brightly. Any more, without sufficient strength, would likely bring more harm than good.

Wrapped in the Spiritual Power, Shen Qingyi felt so comfortable that she couldn’t help but squint her eyes. Her consciousness grew increasingly hazy.

Finally, her eyes closed completely.

In her dazed state, Shen Qingyi seemed to feel a cool sensation. Only when that cool feeling grew stronger and stronger did she fully open her eyes.

Once she could see clearly what was before her, Shen Qingyi couldn’t help but take a sharp breath.

The place she was in now had changed into a vast, white expanse of an icy domain.

Amid the white ground, a single Wooden Stick shimmering with a dark blue halo stood out starkly.

The Wooden Stick rose and fell, enveloped in the dark blue glow.

Shen Qingyi seemed to feel an attraction emanating from that dark blue Wooden Stick.

She couldn’t help but take a step forward.

It was as if she saw a divine weapon, beckoning to her.