Chapter 316

It's a bit hot. Could it be that there's something wrong with his cultivation level?

He mobilized his spiritual energy to examine himself and found nothing unusual.

And just now...

It seems he did this after exchanging a glance with his junior sister.

He refused to believe it and looked up at Ling Wu again.

But this time, when Lingwu noticed him looking at her again, she didn't return his gaze.

Lu Li's brows furrowed even more, and he raised his hand again to touch his earlobe.

What's going on? Even though his junior sister didn't look at him this time, why does he still feel hot?

He had never experienced this strange feeling before in his life.

Sitting on the other side, Jingyi secretly observed her senior brother, who had been making a lot of small movements today. Following Lu Li's gaze, she found Ling Wu.

She frowned and looked up at the senior disciple at the head of the table.

After looking back and forth several times, Jingyi suddenly tightened his grip on the whip!

"How is this possible!" she exclaimed.

"What? How is that possible?" the weapon-refining elder replied.

Jingyi glanced at him irritably, "Get out of my way, don't interrupt my show!"

After muttering her complaint in a low voice, she pulled out a red fruit from somewhere and started eating it.

In the cultivation world, there is no opposition to fellow disciples forming a Daoist couple. As long as there is no blood relation, most of the time they are happy to see it happen.

But she never imagined that her icy senior brother, who was like an iron tree that never blooms, could fall in love, and judging from his expression, it seemed that she was completely unaware of it!

That makes sense, given his old-fashioned, perpetually icy demeanor, how could he possibly know anything about love and romance?

But as for the junior sister...

Junior Sister is truly single-mindedly focused on cultivation, nothing else!

That's interesting!

Hehehehe~

Her strange laughter, combined with the crunching sound of biting into fruit, was quite noticeable in the silent hall.

The elder in charge of weapon crafting poked her several times, but she slapped him away forcefully, saying, "Go play somewhere else!"

Finally, the weapon-refining elder reminded him, somewhat aggrieved, "The sect leader and the Half-Moon Immortal Venerable are both watching you."

Jingyi suddenly stopped, "Why didn't you say so sooner!"

Accompanied by his weak "I've poked you several times, but you keep hitting me," Jingyi chuckled awkwardly.

Under the deathly gaze of Lu Li, Jing Yi raised the fruit and asked, "Senior Brother, would you like some too?"

Lu Li remained indifferent and silent.

Amidst the awkward silence, a woman spoke up to break the strange atmosphere.

Ling Wu: "Senior sister, please give me one."

Shocked and moved, her heart melted completely.

Junior Sister is the most considerate and adorable junior sister in the entire cultivation world.

From now on, if anyone dares to say a bad word about Junior Sister, she will whip that person until they can't speak.

Thinking about it, a bunch of spiritual fruits were presented to Ling Wu.

Lu Li sat at the head of the table and saw Ling Wu holding the bright red spiritual fruit. He became curious about the taste of the fruit and looked at Jing Yi again.

Feeling uncomfortable under his gaze, Jingyi tentatively asked, "What's wrong, Senior Brother?"

"Give me a few," Lu Li said coldly.

Jingyi: "..." This old-fashioned guy is really hard to please.

Thinking this to herself, she smiled and handed Lu Li two spirit fruits.

Then he turned to Ling Wu and started picking out other fruits, not forgetting to introduce them: "This fruit is sweet, this fruit tastes excellent, this one is both sour and sweet and is perfect for whetting the appetite... This pastry is also delicious... Oh right, there's also an ice bed."

Ling Wu, who had just acquired a spatial ring, smiled as she looked inside the ring at the fruit snacks and ice bed within.

"Thank you, Senior Sister," Ling Wu said.

Jingyi blushed, suddenly understanding why her senior brother was moved.

"No, it's nothing, it's all nothing!" Jingyi waved her hands repeatedly, blushing as she went back to sit down obediently.

Ling Wu, still sitting in the same spot, took out a pill and handed it to Bai Yu, who was hiding behind her.

"Are you hungry? Have something to eat first."

The bright red fruit did not attract Bai Yu's attention, but the fingertips, made even more beautiful by the red, made him feel despicable.

He reached out to touch it, but his hand turned in the end and he held the fruit in his hands.

Bai Yu's voice was filled with obedience and innocence: "Thank you, Immortal Venerable."

This fruit was requested by the Immortal Venerable for his sake, and he should keep it safe.

Lu Li, who was sitting at the head of the table and witnessing everything, suddenly lost his curiosity to taste the fruit in his hand.

The moment Bai Yu took the red fruit from Ling Wu's hand, the fruit in Lu Li's palm also disappeared in an instant.

He withdrew his gaze, lowered his eyes and furrowed his brows; his already indifferent face was now even colder.

The outer sect elders, unaware of everything, were eager to see which disciples had successfully passed the tests of patience and temperament would step forward to have their spiritual roots tested, so that the Half-Moon Immortal Venerable could make his selection!

"Sect Master, the first two trials..." The outer sect elder's voice suddenly stopped when he looked up and saw Lu Li.

After meeting Lu Li's icy expression, the elder looked away before continuing, "The disciples have passed the first two tests, and now we can begin testing their spiritual roots."

Lu Li put the matter out of his mind and nodded upon hearing this: "Begin."

"yes."

As the light screen faded, the disciples lined up in several long rows to begin testing their spiritual roots.

As gazes looked up from below, the elders and peak masters sitting in the center stopped chatting and instead looked down indifferently, displaying the demeanor of venerable figures.

Lu Li, who was seated at the very top, and Ling Wu received the most attention.

The second half of the line of disciples erupted into chaos:

"I heard from the front that Immortal Venerable Half-Moon has really arrived!"

"Really? I'm too far away to see clearly. What color is the Immortal Venerable wearing? I'll be able to become her disciple later."

"What are you thinking? It's already a miracle if a Celestial Venerable accepts even one disciple, and you actually dared to become his disciple? What kind of top-grade spiritual root do you have that you're willing to become his disciple? I think even a single spiritual root is a long shot!"

"Huh? Do people really go to worship the Half-Moon Immortal Venerable?"

"Of course there are! But those are geniuses. Maybe the Immortal Venerable will try his luck and choose the first disciple who dared to ask to become his disciple?"

"That makes sense! Did anyone earlier say they wanted to become a disciple of Immortal Venerable Half-Moon?"

In the main hall

The boy in red withdrew his hand from the testing stone, and red light instantly illuminated the sky!

The disciple undergoing the test was utterly astonished and bewildered. "What is this...?"

The outer sect elder, who already knew everything, calmly said, "Jing Si, bone age sixteen, a mutated fire spirit root modified by the phoenix bloodline."

After saying that, he immediately looked at Ling Wu's expression.

Elder of the Weapon Forging Sect: "Would you be willing to become a disciple...?"

Jing Si's gaze was intense, ignoring the words of the weapon-refining elder and the other immortals.

Astounded by Jingyi's astonishing gaze, he respectfully knelt and bowed in Lingwu's direction: "Disciple Jingsi wishes to become a disciple of Immortal Venerable Half-Moon."

Bai Yu snapped out of the red light and looked at Jing Si upon hearing this.

The young man had a cinnabar mole between his eyebrows, and his face was so exquisite that he seemed otherworldly. At this moment, his gaze toward the immortal was focused and sincere.

Ling Wu politely declined, saying, "Our spiritual roots are incompatible. Coming to my Half-Moon Summit will ruin your future."

As Bai Yu breathed a sigh of relief, a weed of inferiority sprouted from the depths of his heart. The weed gradually spread, making him always able to look up to Ling Wu.

The Refining Elder: "Jing Si, would you be willing to become my disciple?"

Jing Si ignored him, but was not discouraged. Instead, she looked at Jing Yi.

Amidst her urge to curse her father, Jingyi advised Lingwu, "Junior sister, this disciple has a special spiritual root. I'm afraid that apart from you, no one else can teach him."

She didn't address him as "junior disciple," which meant she wasn't trying to establish a connection, but Lingwu still considered it for a moment.

Seeing Ling Wu considering, Lu Li, who had been sitting at the head of the table, suddenly said in a deep voice, "I can teach him."

Jing Si hurriedly refused, "This disciple only wishes to..." become a disciple of Immortal Venerable Half Moon!

But before he could finish speaking, his lips were sealed shut, preventing him from speaking. Jing Si looked at Jing Yi first, and only after seeing Jing Yi's confused gaze did he look at Lu Li in disbelief.

But Lu Li coldly announced: "From now on, you are my disciple."

Ling Wu did not compete with Lu Li for it.

If Jing Si were to be by her side every day, she would probably have to spare some attention to take care of him, lest something unexpected happen and Bai Yu steal his bloodline.

The spiritual root test continues.

After an unknown amount of time, seeing that Lingwu had closed her eyes to rest and showed no intention of taking on any disciples, the outer sect elders were sweating profusely with anxiety.

finally--

"Song Bai, age sixteen, single spiritual root of the water element."

Lingwu slowly opened her eyes.

Before Song Bai could speak, Ling Wu opened her mouth under Song Bai's worried yet joyful gaze:

"Would you be willing to become my disciple?"

Song Bai hesitated for only a moment before immediately kowtowing: "Disciple greets Master!"

The moment Song Bai uttered those words, Bai Yu's face turned deathly pale.

He had been blind all along, so he had never seen what Song Bai looked like.

But Song Bai's voice was etched into his heart, and he would never forget it in his lifetime!

Why is he the disciple that the Immortal Venerable has been waiting for?

Does the Immortal Venerable know his character?

The Immortal Venerable...

His eyes gradually welled up with tears, and a sense of helplessness slowly rose from the bottom of his heart.