Chapter 720 - 501: Bai Mosheng the Immortal Seed, Mid-grade Spirit Root

"The two Immortal Masters would never toy with me."

In the midst of these tangled thoughts, on the sixth day at noon, the blazing sun hung high, the scorching rays baking the yellow soil outside the Mountain God Temple until it cracked, making one’s heart restless and uneasy.

Inside the temple, Bai Mochen, who had already reached the Innate Realm, was unaffected by water and fire, and the high temperature did not affect him, but the anxiety in his heart burned like a raging fire.

Making him incredibly depressed.

At this moment, the sound of carriage wheels rolling came from afar, accompanied by someone’s complaint, "Fellow Daoist Zheng Yi, is it necessary to take such a long detour?

That Young Manor Master has probably forgotten all about it. Even if he has a Spirit Root, missing the Immortal Fate means it is missed, nothing more than a waste of time."

"But his Demonic Path Secret Technique, the Blood Escape Technique,

might one day come in handy, we cannot simply ignore the causal relationship."

Under Zheng Yi’s patient persuasion,

Wang Xing was left with no choice but to come along.

Upon hearing the sound, Bai Mochen, who had reached the Innate Realm, hastily rushed out like an arrow from a bowstring, shouting loudly, "Two Immortal Masters, I’m still here, I’m still here!"

In his heart.

Nothing is more important than immortal cultivation.

"Hmm?

You’re really still here."

Wang Xing looked at Bai Mochen before him, dumbfounded.

"The Immortal Masters personally promised me, how could I refuse?"

Bai Mochen said.

Wang Xing scratched his head, then looked at Zheng Yi, "Are you really going to take him back as an Immortal Seed?

Wang Family did not ask us to do this, it’s not under our jurisdiction either."

"Perhaps his Spirit Root will bring us a surprise."

Zheng Yi chuckled softly.

"Alright."

Wang Xing had no choice but to nod.

After all, he had already benefited a lot from Zheng Yi.

"Then get on the carriage, the driver position is yours now."

Wang Xing said as he handed the whip in his hand to Bai Mochen.

Holding the whip, Bai Mochen was overjoyed.

As if everything were a dream.

He agreed excitedly, sat down on the carriage, and took up the reins, shouting in delight.

He knew.

The door to the cultivation realm was slowly opening for him.

From then on.

As the Young Manor Master of Nameless Manor, he would no longer be just a mortal but a person about to embark on the path of immortality.

...

In Piaomiao Mountain, within the Wang Family’s Skill Transmission Hall.

Zheng Yi led Bai Mosheng before the steward.

"Steward, the two of us, on our way home, encountered this person in the mortal world.

He possesses a Spirit Root.

As for the specific type of Spirit Root, I am not too sure."

In all four corners of the world, someone with a Spirit Root could generally be detected with Spiritual Qi.

But the specifics, Zheng Yi could only speculate.

Zheng Yi shook his head, not stating it directly.

After all, speaking out rashly would not only deprive the steward of credit but might also not benefit Bai Mosheng.

"Fellow Daoist Zheng Yi is indeed highly regarded by our Wang Family, being Master Zhang’s prized disciple and son-in-law, having such gains even on a trip home, very good, very good."

The steward spoke as he stepped forward, surveying Bai Mosheng.

Bai Mosheng dared not hesitate, promptly detailing his family situation and past experiences.

One must know, to join the Wang Family and become a member of the cultivation realm, having a Spirit Root alone is not enough.

One must have a clean background, no connections with other cultivation forces, secular forces are not included, and impeccable character.

Those like Zheng Yi, who can participate in the Qingyun Sect assessments, are like civil service exams, already having undergone various screenings to reach this step of selection.

So when they came down from the mountain to the mountainside, they would be recruited by various family members, with virtually no extra requirements, since those conditions had already been vetted by Qingyun Sect.

The steward glanced at the recorded details of Bai Mosheng, not saying much.

These worldly fights and killings are insignificant in the eyes of cultivators.

"Your birth origin and related circumstances will be investigated by our Wang Family.

If verified authentic, you can become part of our Wang Family.

However, today, in honor of Fellow Daoist Zheng Yi, let’s first test your Spirit Root."

The steward said.

He took out a Bronze Dharma Disc, channeling Spiritual Qi into Bai Mosheng.

In an instant.

The Bronze Dharma Disc radiated brightly, distinctly different from the reaction of the Lower Grade Spirit Root.

Seeing the radiance, the steward’s eyes lit up, looking at Bai Mosheng with more delight.

Without a word, he extended his right hand, directly examining Bai Mosheng’s bones, judging that his age was suitable and he had not missed the optimal cultivation moment.

"Able to enter our Wang Family before stepping through the gates of cultivation, and with a Mid-grade Spirit Root, though not a Top-grade Spirit Root, it’s quite good."

Having said that, the steward looked at Zheng Yi again, "Please rest assured, Fellow Daoist Zheng Yi, the family will not treat him unfairly, there will be a reward."

Zheng Yi nodded, with the fact of having a Mid-grade Spirit Root evident, Bai Mosheng’s familial situation and other details were likely true.

In other words.

Bai Mosheng had already joined the Wang Family of Piaomiao Mountain, becoming one of the Wang Family’s Immortal Seeds.

The formalities were processed smoothly.

As the sun set, Bai Mosheng followed Zheng Yi to the Immortal Seedling Area.

Zheng Yi personally escorted him to the courtyard arranged by Wang Family for him.

Bai Mosheng weighed the cultivation technique manual "Wang Family Celestial Cloud Technique" in his hands, still feeling as if in a dream.

Not only does he have a Spirit Root, but it’s a Mid-grade Spirit Root, and even harbors a faint hope of breaking through to the Foundation Establishment Realm, though the hope is slim.

Yet compared to his initial expectations, it was already much higher.

Looking at Zheng Yi once more, Bai Mosheng’s eyes no longer held that slight hint of respectful distance, replaced by full respect.