"My daughter, show it to your brother too. If you can practice it, our Sang family will be rich." Sang Mu's eyebrows were almost bent with laughter.

The Sang family finally produced an immortal cultivator in his generation. He had thought that was about it. He hadn't expected him to be a one-in-a-million-strong innate golden body, possessing dual spiritual roots.

"Okay. Let's call everyone in from the Sang family. I'll take a look. If they can practice, that would be great. Our Sang family will definitely prosper in the future." Sang Jin thought for a moment and added. The Sang family wanted more than anything else.

At the same time, Li Jingyu opened the barrier.

"Okay, I'll go get them right away," Sang Mu replied. This little girl of his was truly an expert. Back then, his mentor hadn't figured out the problem, but she had found it in just a stick of incense.

If this discovery is true, then the Sang family will undergo earth-shaking changes.

Soon, Sang Mu summoned all three generations of the Sang family. Li Jingyu let them all into the barrier and then closed it again. Helping to cook the porridge was Zhou Peng's wife, Wang Mei.

Sang Jin quickly used her spiritual power to examine the constitutions of the Sang family. She hadn't examined Sang Yu as thoroughly as she did before. With the exception of her brother Sang Yu, who possessed an eighth-grade fire spiritual root, the remaining members of the Sang family were all mediocre. Without exception, everyone in the Sang family possessed fire spiritual roots, perhaps a family trait.

Only Grandma, her mother, and Second Aunt possessed other spiritual roots. This time, after examining the physical constitutions of the Sang family, Sang Jin was very satisfied. While not everyone had good aptitude, everyone in the Sang family could cultivate and awaken their spiritual roots. They just didn't know it.

However, even those with mediocre talent can still cultivate. With the aid of elixirs, it is possible to reach a higher realm.

Her brother Sang Yu's condition was worse than hers and her father's. His meridians were blocked, preventing him from cultivating for the time being. At least they, father and daughter, had not experienced meridian blockage and could now cultivate to the Qi Refining stage.

For others, this kind of meridian blockage is irreversible, but for her, it is easy to solve.

All it takes is for someone with a higher cultivation level to spend a little to help him open up all the meridians, and then assist with her seventh-grade meridian-protecting pill to start practicing.

She herself needed the help of the Heavenly Dao Pill to awaken her innate Dao body. Her father, in his case, needed a large amount of spiritual medicine for bathing and body training.

She and her father both belonged to the type that consumed spirit stones and spiritual medicine. It seemed that she would have to find a way to earn more spirit stones in the future.

"Xiao Jin, if you say so, can we all practice cultivation?" Fang from the second house asked. As long as people have eaten their fill, they will think about other things.

"Second Aunt, we can all practice. But we need the help of elixirs." Sang Jin said like a little adult.

"You need pills, too. Each one is so expensive. Forget it, forget it. I'm fine being an ordinary person." Fang gave up when she heard about the pills. A Zhuang family member like her couldn't even hope for that kind of thing. She had never seen what a pill looked like in her entire life.

"Okay, go back to your work. Let Xiaojin have a good rest. I think she is very tired. Such a young child has to worry about our affairs." Old Man Sang started to drive people away.

He could see Sang Jin was tired. Probably because testing the physical fitness of so many people had consumed a lot of spiritual energy.

Li Jingxu removed the barrier and asked everyone to go out.

Everyone in the Sang family was busy. Sang Yu brought his two younger sisters, six-year-old Sang Ling and five-year-old Sang You, from the second house, to help scoop porridge for the people from the Zhou and Li families.

The adults in the second room are packing their luggage. When they leave later, they only need to pack a pot and some dishes.

Mrs. Zhuang had a headache, so she went back to bed and lay there for a while. Father Sang was talking to Sang Mu. Sang Jin had nothing to do, so she leaned back in a chair and took a nap.

The mental energy she had just expended made her feel exhausted again. She was always drowsy like this. She didn't want to use her mental energy unless it was absolutely necessary.

Li Jingyu sat beside her, watching over her, fearing that she would disappear in the next second.

"The Sang family's children are really sensible." Old Mrs. Zhou praised Sang Yu's children.

"Grandma Zhou, please serve. If it's not enough, there's more in the pot. Sister Jin said everyone should eat their fill." Sang Yu was an honest man, and he remembered everything his sister said.

"Oh, that's enough. That's enough. I haven't had a full meal in a long time. Thanks to the Sang family." Old Mrs. Zhou said with a smile. At this time when everyone was short of food, the Sang family was very kind to give us a bowl of such thick porridge.

"Auntie, there is no porridge for you here." Sang Ling said.

"Why do you, a child, have so much to say? Just scoop it when I tell you to. If you don't want to scoop it, I will do it myself." The aunt who spoke had a fierce look on her face and pushed Sang Ling away.

Sang Ling lost her balance and fell down. She sat on the ground and started crying: "Wuwuwu..."

She was clearly not wrong. After they had eaten their fill, their mother asked her brother to bring her and her two sisters here to serve food to their uncle and aunt in that room.

She did nothing wrong. Why did that aunt push her? Sang Ling felt very wronged.

"What's wrong? What's happening?" The village chief who happened to be passing by heard the child crying and asked.

Sang Yu helped Sang Ling up and said, "This aunt is wrong. She came to our pot to scoop porridge and pushed my sister down."

"Chen Caiying, you won't be happy if you don't cause me trouble for a day, right? Put down the porridge and leave! Who are you to snatch the children's food?" The village chief scolded Chen Caiying with a righteous face who had just pushed Sang Ling to grab the porridge.

"Let me tell you, some people are just so shameless. They bully my children when we adults aren't around!" Fang also yelled at Chen Caiying. She and Zi Shufen heard the commotion and came out to investigate. They happened to hear what the village chief said.

"If you don't want to give it to me, then don't give it to me. Why are you so fierce?" Chen Caiying immediately became timid in front of the village chief and Fang.

She put down her bowl and ran away. Fang was a famous loudmouth in their village. I guarantee the whole village will know about her story by the afternoon.

"Thank you for your help, Village Chief." Zi Shufen thanked the village chief.

"Okay, it's okay. I was just passing by. I took the opportunity to tell everyone that we are ready to set off. We should leave early, otherwise we will have to sleep in the woods ahead." There was no guarantee that there would not be hungry wild beasts waiting for them in the woods.

There were so many of them, but only a few capable cultivators. There was no guarantee someone would be attacked by wild beasts. For the safety of the entire village, it was best for them to set off early.

"Okay, let's get ready now." Zi Shufen said.

She walked very slowly along the way with her big belly, and because of her, the Sang family always walked at the end of the group. When she could no longer walk, she would get on the cart and the wood would push her along.