Fairy!

"Tell me yourself... What should I do with you? You're still like a child who hasn't grown up yet. I'm so worried."

"I was wrong..." He promised, "From now on, I will stay calm and cultivate my character."

Chapter 8: Immortal and Mortal World

I will cultivate myself in the future...

Are you kidding? I was just pretending.

A real man is born between heaven and earth. If he cannot avenge his enemies, what is the point of cultivating into a bird immortal?

Even if I could live another hundred years, I would still be like a coward. It would be better to die early!

Ye Hong exhaled lightly. What he was thinking at this moment was completely out of the simplest emotions. It was the possessiveness and jealousy of a certain emotion in his deep psychology that drove him to take revenge.

After all, the humble and tolerant saint would say that the enemies who insulted his parents are his mortal enemies and that if they meet on a narrow road, he would fight to the death even if he is unarmed.

Ye Wanqing could be said to be the person who knew Ye Hong best in the world. Even though he had made a promise, unfortunately, she still heard a hint of hypocrisy in it and could not help but sigh deeply.

This feeling made her feel familiar.

I thought that the relationship between me and Ye Hong had gradually returned to harmony, but now a crack has appeared again.

Although she felt sad about this, she still tried her best to keep smiling. Experience told her that a condescending attitude would only push Ye Hong further away.

"Does your face still hurt?"

Ye Hong tried his best to act nonchalant, "Not bad."

Although he was slapped by Ye Wanqing, it was because he was so angry that he wanted to kill someone, so he was not wronged.

Ye Wanqing whispered, "I'm sorry... I agreed not to be angry."

In fact, she rarely had the heart to beat Ye Hong on weekdays, but when she heard him calmly telling her about his "murder plan" just now, she instantly felt a chill from the bottom of her heart, and immediately realized that if she didn't hit him hard, he would say more terrible words like a devil.

"no need to say sorry."

Ye Hong said softly: "Let me protect you."

She gently covered her chest when she heard this, which was undoubtedly like a gentle knife stabbing her heart.

……

In the next few days, everything went smoothly.

Ye Wanqing asked her assistant to set up a stall and sell small packages of melon seeds, candied fruits, persimmon cakes, sweet dates and boiled chestnuts at the foot of Baiyan Mountain, as well as a kind of sugar water in bamboo tubes. The idea is actually the same as doing business in front of a school. It is easiest to make money from children and empty parents' pockets.

Because sugar is not cheap, I made a lot of money in the past few days.

Whenever Ye Wanqing looked at the pile of copper coins, her heart was filled with motivation and her pride was beyond words.

Speaking of which, there are three current currencies in the Great Xia Dynasty, ranked from low to high in value: copper square, silver square and gold square. The conversion ratio is one thousand copper squares for one silver square, and ten silver squares for one gold square.

Simply put, the purchasing power of a copper square is similar to that of a dollar in modern society, but the prices of goods in ancient and modern times are not exactly the same.

However, even the most expensive gold would have a greatly reduced purchasing power in the world of immortal cultivation, because some immortals could create countless mountains of gold and silver with a wave of their hands, so gold and silver are naturally worthless to them.

What the gods value most is actually longevity, in other words, "time".

……

On the day of the Ascension Conference, the Daluo Mountain, which was usually seldom visited, was surrounded by three layers of people inside and outside.

If you come to the top of the mountain a few days in advance to grab a good spot, you can naturally be closer, but the test of immortal fate is that everyone has a chance, so it doesn't matter who comes first or later.

Ye Hong and Ye Wanqing stood hand in hand outside the crowd, staring at the dozens of jade platforms that appeared out of thin air on the top of the distant mountain, and the flags of various sects swaying in the wind, and their hearts could not help but become excited.

"It's started! The gods have descended to earth~"

I don't know who shouted first, but the crowd suddenly became like a boiling pot of boiling water, talking and becoming restless.

Eight immortals were seen riding the wind in mid-air, riding on clouds and mist, or standing on magic weapons and flying swords, their robe sleeves swaying in the wind, with an indescribable sense of elegance and freedom.

A large crowd of people knelt down, "Oh Immortal! Please accept our worship!" Mortals who have no chance to become immortals can only look up to them.

An old Taoist priest faced the crowd and shouted in a voice as loud as a bell, "Rise!"

There was also a woman in white, her hair was pure white like snow, her graceful figure exuded a fairy aura, and the sound of her sword under her feet was as loud as the sound of jade chimes.

"Since the founding of the Hua Sect, it has guarded Huazhou for three hundred years and protected the people..."

She briefly introduced the history and achievements of the Hua Clan, and pointed out the rules of this Ascension Conference, which can be summarized as follows:

Women are Yin, men are Yang, and they are on both sides; whether one has the talent to cultivate immortals is determined at birth, and one only needs to ascend to the immortal platform to test it out; the compatibility of "spiritual roots" belongs to the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, and the grades are divided into three levels from high to low, the fewer the better; first test the "spiritual roots", then worship the sect...

She told the story in detail, and then waved her hand gently. With the sound of bells and chimes, the Ascension Conference officially began.

Ye Hong said goodbye to Ye Wanqing and joined the crowd to wait in line.

At the front of the team, there was a six-year-old child with two pigtails on his head who came on stage, but there was no reaction.

The immortal sect disciple at the side said: "No spiritual roots!"

So the people below also started to make a noise, "Go down~"

The child ran away crying.

Such scenes happen almost all the time, with the noise of booing being endless.

……

A slender twelve-year-old girl stepped onto the jade platform and suddenly glowed with a touch of tender green light.

"Middle grade, wood spiritual root!"

"Great." Everyone cheered.

Someone in the cloud immediately said: "Single wood spiritual root... this girl should join the Flower Sect."

……

Shen Bai took a deep breath and with trembling steps climbed up the platform that could determine the future fate of him and Ye Wanqing. In an instant, a strange vision appeared, flames shot up into the sky, and lava rolled.

"This is... a middle-grade fire spirit root! A lower-grade earth spirit root!"

Mother Shen stood in a trance in the bustling crowd. Suddenly, she felt like she was dreaming and everything around her was unreal. Then she fainted backwards.

The last thought before losing consciousness was that the elixir sold by that man was indeed useful, and it was expensive for a reason...

"He has dual spiritual roots of fire and earth. It's a pity that he doesn't have dual spiritual roots of earth and wood. However, he is still a talent and can join our sect."

……

Shen Bai jumped off the jade platform amidst the praises and went to look for Ye Wanqing first, but couldn't find her. So he came to Ye Hong who was queuing, conveyed his inner joy to him, and told his friend incoherently about his excitement and excitement at the moment.

"Brother Ye Hong, did you see that just now? I, I..."

Ye Hong smiled and said, "Of course I saw it. Why are you so anxious to show off to me? Go find your mother."

"Yes, yes, but my mother is missing!"

"Missing? If it's missing, go find it."

After seeing Shen Bai off, Ye Hong suddenly sighed softly. His heart was not as calm as he seemed on the surface.

After all, who could have thought that he was just helping his friend and even he himself had no expectations, but things are unpredictable and his "spiritual roots" were actually detected.

Perhaps, this is what is called "immortal fate". Even if he is not there, there will always be someone else to help him.

If it is destined to happen, it will happen eventually. If it is not destined to happen, don’t force it.

I don’t know how long it took, but it was finally time for him to go on stage.

Chapter 9: Revealing the Strength

Several immortals in the sky are talking.

"There seems to be an unusually large amount of fairy materials this year. It's really rare."

"It's a big happy event, we must celebrate it properly."

"It's a pity that geniuses with top-grade single spiritual roots are few and far between..."

Underground, Ye Hong held his head high and chest out, took calm steps, climbed up the stairs all the way, and arrived at the Ascension Platform.

Ye Wanqing stood on tiptoe to look, clenched her fists, and couldn't help but become nervous. She and the shop assistants had just sent Qin Xianglian, who had fainted due to excitement, to a safe place so that she could receive timely medical treatment. Then they rushed back without stopping, for fear of missing the most important moment in Ye Hong's life.

She said to herself, "Come on, Ye Hong! Your dream will definitely come true."

Whether you can become an immortal depends on the moment you step onto the stage.

I saw a phantom appearing on the stage and a faint flame flickering.

The disciples of the Immortal Sect immediately frowned, "This is, low-grade, no, low-low-grade... Fire Spiritual Root!"

This immediately caused a burst of laughter, and people started to make a noise, "So there are such low-grade things."

"Don't laugh, it's better to have something than nothing!"

Ye Wanqing's mood suddenly became heavy, fearing that Ye Hong would be upset by something.

On the stage, Ye Hong couldn't help but frowned, thinking that his aptitude was too poor. Although he had a single spiritual root, it was dispensable. He would probably get stuck in practicing Qi, let alone building the foundation or even forming the Dan. As for the Nascent Soul, he couldn't even hope for it.

Listening to the teasing from the audience, he suddenly sneered. This group of rabble could only see what was in front of them, so they naturally would not understand or imagine what they were about to witness.

To put it simply, "Spiritual roots" refer to the natural talents one acquires when practicing the Five Elements magic. In his dreams, he was once the Lord of the Great Lake, in charge of an area. How could he not be qualified to practice water magic?

The Ascension Platform is just a dead object, and its fate cannot be determined.

There was no extra expression on Ye Hong's face, but in his heart he was recalling the feeling of transforming into a dragon.

It’s better to extinguish the bright fire!

Suddenly, the weather changed and the tiny spark was quickly blown away by the wind and rain.

"Wait, this is..."

The disciple was stunned. He had tested so many children in succession, but had never seen anything like this. He thought it was over, but it turned out not to be over yet.

Faced with the sudden change, everyone present, whether immortal or mortal, was shocked.

The lake overflowed, and the evil dragon raised its head in the water, slowly glancing at the crowd, scaring many people so much that they fled in all directions, and fell completely mad with fear.

"Oh my god! There's a monster!"