I died young at the start, but I'm reincarnated with unlimited skill points!

The flying boat landed steadily at the harbor outside Cangxuan City.

Su Yu followed the flow of people down the deck.

The scene before me could hardly be described as a sea of ​​people.

The vast bluestone plaza, stretching as far as the eye could see, was densely packed with young cultivators from all directions.

Today is the Cangxuan Sect's once-every-ten-year opening ceremony for accepting disciples.

As the only Nascent Soul sect ruling over this vast territory spanning hundreds of thousands of miles, the Cangxuan Sect wields absolute influence.

Whether you are a direct descendant of a family of cultivators, a member of the royal family of a remote country, or a rogue cultivator who has struck it rich.

Anyone who meets the requirements can come here to knock on the gate to immortality.

In front of the square stand nine white jade spirit-measuring pillars, each ten feet tall.

Dozens of deacons dressed in white Taoist robes from the Cangxuan Sect stood solemnly before the spirit-testing pillar, maintaining order at the scene.

"Those with a bone age of twenty or above shall step down."

Those with spiritual roots below the seventh grade are not to be accepted, as their fate is uncertain.

An elder in charge of the Foundation Establishment stage floated in mid-air, his voice enveloped in true essence, echoing like muffled thunder across the square.

There is no room for negotiation; it is an extremely cold and ironclad rule.

These two rules alone turned nearly half the people in the square into deathly pale faces.

Many independent cultivators and members of lower-class families who had traveled from afar burst into tears on the spot.

Some even knelt on the ground, begging for a chance to become a menial servant in the outer gate.

However, the disciples protecting the Cangxuan Sect showed no mercy and directly used their magic to forcibly expel these unqualified people from the square.

Before a Nascent Soul Grandmaster, without qualifications, one doesn't even have the right to sweep the floor here.

Su Yu stood in the long queue, calmly watching this scene unfold.

He thought of his younger sister, Su Yao, who lived far away in the family.

Su Yao has a sixth-grade spiritual root.

In the Su family of Qianlong, she was the little princess who was the center of attention, and all the family's resources were unconditionally tilted towards her.

However, if she came to the Cangxuan Sect, according to the rules here, her sixth-grade spiritual root barely met the requirements, so she could only enter the outer sect.

Outer disciples may sound prestigious, but in reality, they are just low-level cultivators who manage the sect's spirit fields, raise spirit beasts, and do dirty and tiring work.

Over the years, I haven't even been able to squeeze out much time for proper cultivation.

Better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix.

Su Yu shook his head slightly in his heart.

Su Yuan's decision not to send Su Yao along was an extremely wise one.

Talent is something that needs the right environment to develop.

Being a top genius in a remote place, peacefully enjoying the heritage of one's clan, is far better than running to a major sect to serve tea and water to others.

The testing is proceeding smoothly.

high speed.

Most people who pass the bone age screening have a seventh-grade light shining on their hands when they place them on the spirit-testing pillar.

These people were led aside by the steward with a blank expression, and given wooden badges as outer disciples.

Occasionally, a fourth or fifth-grade spiritual root would appear, and only then would the steward show a hint of satisfaction before leading the disciple to the inner sect disciples' area.

Su Yu stood in the middle of the line, not flustered at all.

His aptitude in this life is a genuine top-grade third-rank spiritual root.

He had thought that when he went up to test it, the pure white third-grade spiritual light would surely cause quite a stir in the square.

After all, in Qingmufang City, a third-grade spiritual root is enough to drive an entire family crazy.

However, reality soon dealt him a very real blow.

It was just a few dozen body lengths in front of Su Yu.

"Buzz—!"

An extremely loud buzzing sound erupted from the central spirit-testing pillar.

Immediately afterwards, a dazzling light shot into the sky, even attracting the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a hundred feet, forming a small vortex of spiritual energy.

The entire square fell silent instantly.

The late-stage Foundation Establishment elder who had been resting with his eyes closed suddenly opened them and landed in front of the young man being tested.

"Earth Spirit Root!"

The elder in charge was trembling.

These words immediately caused an uproar in the square.

Earth Spirit Root.

In the classification of spiritual roots, grades one through nine are all within the standards of mortal judgment.

Earthly spiritual roots and heavenly spiritual roots are unparalleled physiques that transcend the limitations of grade.

Such people will naturally increase their cultivation level even without actively cultivating, and there will be no bottlenecks before they reach the Core Formation stage.

Before everyone could recover from the shock of the Earth Spirit Root...

Another beam of pure, dazzling light erupted from the other spirit-testing pillar.

"A first-grade spiritual root!"

"Bone age fourteen, Qi Refining level eight!"

The deacon's announcement once again sent the square into a frenzy.

For the next incense stick's time, it was as if a hornet's nest had been stirred up by a genius.

They then detected two more second-grade spiritual roots and three more third-grade spiritual roots.

Su Yu stood in the line, watching the young men and women in front of him being personally picked up by the sect's higher-ups.

He clutched his chest, speechless.

Good guy.

He had saved up 300 Fate-Defying Points and poured them all into his aptitude, thinking he could dominate the sect's assessment.

As a result, they were immediately placed in the top ten of the entire server's elite matches.

A rare talent has gathered here in this square today.

However, Su Yu was not discouraged.

This is the Cangxuan Sect, a major Nascent Soul sect that governs hundreds of thousands of miles of territory.

Cultivation families, dynasties, and even small sects within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles will send their most outstanding talents here.

This is like the highest institution of learning in the mortal world.

Who among those who can stand here isn’t an exceptional genius selected from piles of corpses or millions of ordinary people?

It's normal to have many geniuses.

If a prestigious Nascent Soul sect only recruits disciples once every ten years and can't even find a first or second-grade spiritual root, then the sect is not far from closing down.

"Being able to rank in the top ten among this group of prodigies is not a bad deal."

Su Yu made an extremely objective assessment in his heart.

He is very content.

After all, in his previous life, he struggled immensely to even obtain a bottom-tier ninth-grade spiritual root.

A third-grade superior spiritual root is more than enough for him to steadily approach the threshold of the Golden Core Path.

The procession moved forward slowly.

Finally, it was Su Yu's turn.

He walked steadily to the spirit-testing pillar, his expression calm and without the slightest tension.

Raise your hand and place your palm on the cool white jade pillar.

There was no hesitation or obstruction.

"Buzz—"

A pure white light instantly shone on the spirit-testing pillar.

The light rose and settled steadily on the mark representing the highest quality, without any impurities.

The deacon in charge of the test nodded and made a note on the roster.

"A third-grade spiritual root."

The deacon's tone was fairly polite.

After all, a third-grade spiritual root is enough to directly enter the inner sect, and in the future, one might even become an inner sect elder.

However, with the previous earth spirit root and first-grade spirit root as examples, the third-grade spirit root obviously could no longer cause any earth-shattering sensation.

"Bone age, cultivation level."

The deacon picked up a magic mirror and looked it at Su Yu.

The next moment, the deacon's previously calm expression suddenly froze.

He rubbed his eyes in disbelief and activated the magic mirror again to confirm.

Two lines of writing clearly appeared on the mirror.

Bone age: eleven.

Cultivation level: Qi Refining Level 7.

"Eleven years old... late stage of Qi Refining?!"

The deacon gasped, his voice rising an octave uncontrollably due to extreme astonishment.

At this moment, the deacons and elders who had calmed down all turned their attention to this.

Even the elder in charge in mid-air cast an extremely sharp gaze upon them.

A third-grade spiritual root is indeed inferior to a first-grade or earth-based spiritual root.

But the seventh level of Qi Refining at the age of eleven has a completely different meaning.

For an ordinary person with a third-grade spiritual root, reaching the fourth or fifth level of Qi Refining by the age of eleven is already considered extremely diligent.

This young man's progress is either due to his terrifying comprehension or his understanding of the techniques far surpassing that of ordinary people.

Either his physical meridians are extremely wide, and his affinity for the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is ridiculously high.

Regardless of the reason, it means that this young man's actual combat strength and potential are by no means inferior to those geniuses with second-grade or even first-grade spiritual roots.

"Good, a promising talent."

An old yet extremely deep voice suddenly rang out in the sky above the square.

An old man in a gray robe appeared beside the spirit-testing pillar at some point.

The old man showed no signs of emanating magical power, yet the surrounding space appeared slightly distorted due to his presence.

Golden Core True Person!

The deacons immediately bowed respectfully.

The gray-robed old man ignored the crowd and looked at Su Yu with gentle eyes.

"I am the Grand Elder of the Inner Sect of the Cangxuan Sect."

"Would you be willing to become my inner disciple?"

This is not an inquiry, but a very direct affirmation and acceptance.

Su Yu remained calm, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and performed a very thorough junior's greeting.

"Disciple Su Yu greets the Grand Elder."

The old man in the gray robe stroked his beard and laughed. With a wave of his sleeve, a gentle force lifted Su Yu up.

"Come with me."

……

Cangxuan Sect, Welcoming Peak.

The mountain peak floats in mid-air, its spiritual energy so rich it turns into rain.

Inside the main hall.

Ten young men and women, including Su Yu, were standing in the center of the hall.

These ten people are the top ten with the most outstanding talents in this Cangxuan Sect's founding ceremony.

One Earth Spirit Root, one Grade 1, three Grade 2, and five Grade 3.

Six men and four women.

The oldest was no more than fifteen years old, and the youngest was Su Yu, who was eleven.

The elder who brought them up has already left to process the entry register.

Only the ten of them remained in the main hall for the time being.

In the world of cultivation novels, gatherings of geniuses are often accompanied by arrogant provocations, melodramatic mockery, and illogical suppression.

But this did not happen in this great hall.

Those who possess such extraordinary talent mostly come from powerful families or influential forces with deep roots.

From a young age, he received extremely strict upbringing and education on clan interests.

They know it better than anyone else.

Those who can stand in this room will become the true core power structure of the Cangxuan Sect in the future.

Rather than making mortal enemies here for the sake of a few words, it's better to forge a good relationship as soon as possible while we are all of equal status and before any enmity has formed.

In the world of cultivation, having more friends is far better than having more enemies.

Geniuses often appreciate each other.

"My name is Chu Tiankuo, from the Chu family of Donglin."

The young man whose earth elemental root was detected was the first to break the silence.

He was fifteen years old, tall and straight, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and without any arrogant or haughty air.

Instead, he bowed to everyone in a very amiable manner.

"In the future, I hope that all my fellow disciples will take good care of me during my cultivation journey."

With someone taking the lead, the atmosphere in the main hall immediately became harmonious.

The girl who was found to have a first-grade spiritual root was wearing a light green dress.

She was beautiful and gentle, without a trace of aloofness or arrogance, and returned the greeting with a smile.

"This humble woman is Lin Wan'er, and I greet all my fellow disciples."

Everyone introduced themselves and exchanged greetings.

Everyone seemed very friendly.

When it was Su Yu's turn, the other nine people's gazes lingered on him for a few more moments without him even noticing.

He was eleven years old and at the seventh level of Qi Refining.

Of everyone present, Su Yu was the youngest, but his cultivation speed was second only to Chu Tiankuo, who had the Earth Spirit Root at the ninth level of Qi Refining.

This progress was enough to make them all take it extremely seriously.

"I am Su Yu from the Yue Kingdom."

Su Yu spoke calmly.

"Junior Brother Su's bone age and cultivation level truly put us to shame."

A young man with a second-grade spiritual root smiled and sighed, his tone revealing a sincere desire to make friends.

"Senior brother, you flatter me. It's just a little effort and a few extra pills from my elders."

Su Yu handled the situation with ease, defusing the sharp edge of the situation with a few polite and unambiguous words.

Ten top geniuses were having a pleasant conversation in the main hall.

There was no backstabbing or infighting, only a unique mutual appreciation and social interaction among geniuses.

Su Yu stood in the crowd, occasionally interjecting a word or two.

He looked at his fellow disciples around him, all of whom were exceptional individuals with outstanding fortune and talent, and a faint smile flashed in his deep eyes.

The start of this life was far more comfortable than he had imagined.