Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster Chapter 2792 - 1033: An Envoy from the Daoist Palace, The Name of Luo Chen (Part 3)

The young man, Zhou Li, gave a nod. Closing his eyes, he focused his entire being. Simultaneously, the compass held by Zhou Haiye began to quiver subtly. After approximately twelve breaths, three distinct beams of light surged into Zhou Li’s body. "Metal, Wood, Fire, a Triple Spirit Root Talent!" Upon hearing this declaration, the young man snapped awake, as if emerging from a deep slumber. Zhou Haiye offered a slight smile, "A Triple Spirit Root means you can embark on the Immortal Path. Proceed to the back!" Zhou Li’s face lit up with unrestrained joy at these words. Hailing from the humble origins of mortals in Coral Town and not even acknowledged on the Zhou Family Tree, discovering a spiritual root felt like a meteoric rise to the heavens! In the future, he could pursue cultivation, bring his parents into the clan for a comfortable life, and perhaps even earn a place on the Zhou Family Tree. How could he not be ecstatic?

High above, at the spectator seats, the Yin Family Head extended his congratulations to Zhou Junxiao. "Congratulations, Brother Zhou, this is a most auspicious beginning! This young man is plainly attired, lacking even a generational name, indicating he is likely a child of commoners. To produce a Triple Spirit Root child, it appears this generation of Zhou Family disciples is blessed with extraordinary fortune!" Zhou Junxiao replied with a humble smile, his peripheral vision instinctively drawn to the elegant woman beside him. Mo Wanting reclined languidly on her seat, appearing utterly detached from the proceedings. "Is a Triple Spirit Root adequate to meet the Daoist Palace's standards?" Zhou Junxiao pondered, a growing unease settling upon him regarding the upcoming trials, his own feelings mirroring those of the young aspirants below. The Spirit Testing Ceremony continued with orderly progression. Especially with the presider, Zhou Haiye, who had recently achieved Golden Core, the process advanced at a remarkable pace. One by one, the youths took the stage and then descended. Those fortunate enough to possess spiritual roots exhibited unbridled joy, feigning composure as they proceeded to the area behind the elevated platform. Conversely, those lacking spiritual roots could not maintain their dignity before the elders, retreating to the main plaza with heavy hearts. As for the outcome of the tests? It was far from satisfactory. At best, only one or two out of every ten individuals passed. Among those disqualified were even offspring of cultivators raised within the clan's embrace. This stark reality only amplified the anxieties of those still awaiting their turns.

"Zhou Yusheng, Gold and Fire Dual Spirit Roots!" The first Dual Spirit Root of the day was revealed! The young attendees in the venue cast looks of profound envy upon this individual, wishing desperately to swap places. Even his parents, seated in the observing area, were overcome with excitement. Clan Head Zhou Junxiao himself allowed a gratified smile to surface. Yet, observing the woman merely shift the hand supporting her chin, his satisfaction began to wane. Dual Spirit Roots of Gold and Fire are insufficient for the Daoist Palace's recruitment criteria? Then what level of talent is required? Could it be that only a Heavenly Spirit Root will suffice? As Zhou Junxiao fell into deep contemplation, the spiritual root testing proceeded below. "Zhou Ping’an, Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth – all Five complete Spirit Roots." The attendant, Zhou Ping’an, a seemingly simple young man, displayed a genuine smile upon hearing the reading of his spiritual roots. He instinctively moved to step back. However, Zhou Haiye’s voice halted him. "Five Spirit Roots are equivalent to a wasted spiritual root; you cannot cultivate." Zhou Ping’an stood utterly bewildered, his smile frozen, having not had the chance to fade, as he remained awkwardly on the high platform. He nearly cried out, questioning, "Isn't possessing a spiritual root enough for cultivation?" Zhou Haiye calmly shook his head, "Five Spirit Roots, no." "But I... I..." Just as the young man began to weep, a captivating voice emanated from the observing seats. "I will accept him into Yuheng Institute." A profound silence descended upon the entire assembly. Zhou Junxiao was evidently taken aback. They reject Dual Spirit Roots, yet are willing to accept what is essentially a wasted Five Spirit Root? What could this possibly signify? He instinctively inquired, "Dean Mo, does the Dao Palace indeed accept disciples with wasted spiritual roots?" The voice carried, audible enough for the youths below to catch fragments of the exchange. Mo Wanting chuckled, "Has Master Zhou never heard of a certain individual?" Zhou Junxiao appeared perplexed. "He was once a Guest Elder of Star Gate, one of the Four Great Independent Cultivators of the North Sea. His legend extends through the South Border, he is known as Mo Luo in the West Desert, a Grandmaster in the Eastern Wasteland, and throughout the Mountain Sea Realm, he is hailed as invincible below the Divine Transformation stage!" Mo Wanting gazed playfully at Zhou Junxiao, "Master Zhou, does this individual not share a significant connection with your Zhou Family? Have you not discerned it yet?"

A stark change came over Zhou Junxiao's face. "Are you referring to the independent cultivator from Huang, Luo Chen?"

Mo Wanting's smile disappeared, and she replied with seriousness, "Yes, precisely him. It is said that Luo Chen embarked on his cultivation journey with Five Spirit Roots and has rarely faced defeat since his debut. This demonstrates that even individuals with Five Spirit Roots can achieve remarkable feats. Currently, the Tian Nan Dao Palace is actively seeking talented individuals, and a criterion for recruitment is disciples possessing Five Spirit Root talent, observing it as an experimental measure."

Zhou Junxiao's mouth fell open, leaving him speechless.

Ultimately, he shook his head.

He hadn't anticipated that the name of a friend of the Zhou Family could also provide benefits to the younger generation within the family.

That child, Zhou Ping'an, was truly remarkably fortunate.

"Continue the examinations!"

Following his command, the Spirit Testing Ceremony, which had been momentarily halted, resumed its proceedings.

The young boys and girls, who had previously been gripped by anxiety, suddenly felt a rekindled spark of hope.

Possessing a spiritual root meant the potential for cultivation; even with the so-called wasted Five Spirit Roots, there existed a possibility of joining the Tian Nan Dao Palace, presenting an alternative avenue.

At the rear of the gathered crowd, Brother and Sister Zhou Fuqiu stood in silence.

Zhou Qingyu detected faint murmurs beside her.

"Luo Chen..."

She glanced up, observing a look of bewilderment on her brother's face.

"Brother, what is it?"

Zhou Fuqiu jolted back to the present, responding, "It's nothing."

Despite his dismissal, he subconsciously reached up to rub his temple.

Why did this name feel so familiar?

Why?