Ji Yu rested in the inn for two days before finally waiting for the selection competition.
A group of people lined up and paid ten medium-grade spirit stones as the registration fee. Then they started to go in one by one to test their spirit roots.
Spiritual roots are the foundation of a cultivator's talent. If your innate spiritual roots are dull in color, you are destined not to go far on the path of a cultivator.
The testing method is very simple. Place your hand on the spirit stone and the color of the spirit root will soon appear.
The color ranges from red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, and black, with red being the worst and black being the best. The richer the color, the better.
Light purple is definitely not as good as dark purple, and dark blue is definitely not as good as light purple, and so on and so forth.
As the team got closer, the one with the highest talent in front only had a green spiritual root, not even a blue one.
Behind Ji Yu stood a talkative young man who had been talking all the way. At this moment, he seemed to have heard something and began to poke Ji Yu's back frequently.
Ji Yu didn't want to pay attention to him, but the man's strength was getting stronger and stronger. Ji Yu felt that her delicate skin was definitely red from being poked by him.
"What on earth do you want to do?" Ji Yu had a stern face and looked angrily at the person behind him.
"What are you doing here, kid? I see you are only two years old! Do you know how to draw spiritual energy into your body?" The thirteen-year-old boy looked at Ji Yu provocatively.
Ji Yu frowned and said unhappily, "What does this have to do with you? Mind your own business!"
The man pushed Ji Yu in anger.
Ji Yu took two steps back. Fortunately, he had some skills and was not harmed by his sudden action.
An elderly monk, carrying a large sword on his back, shouted at the two men, "Don't start a fight! Otherwise, I will expel you."
The man glanced at the monk in front of him angrily, then turned his head to look at Ji Yu with deep disgust in his eyes.
Soon it was Ji Yu's turn. Before Ji Yu even stepped onto the stairs, the man behind him rushed up.
"Little devil, your legs are so short, let me test them first!"
The man quickly ran to the Spiritual Stone and activated his spiritual power.
"Green, average qualifications."
"Would you like to test your cultivation? Those with green qualifications who have reached the consecration period can enter the outer gate." The examiner said to the boy.
The boy nodded, placed his hand on a mirror again, and then activated his own cultivation.
"Middle stage of foundation building."
"It's not even the opening period yet, come back in ten years!"
Hearing the examiner's words, the man's face turned bad. He said to the examiner, "I'm only fourteen years old, and I'm already in the middle stage of foundation building. Can't you make an exception and admit me?"
"The female cultivator in front of me has just reached the opening stage at the age of 24, and she is only of yellow caliber. I will definitely be able to surpass her in a few years."
The examiner did not want to hear his explanation, and explained in a businesslike tone, "We do not accept those with red and orange qualifications. Yellow and green qualifications reaching the opening period is the minimum standard for outer disciples. We are recruiting in Jiuzhou, so anyone under the age of 30 is qualified. May I ask which aspect of that female cultivator does not meet the requirements?"
The examiner's words were aggressive, but the young man still lowered his head and made a weak defense: "But she is a woman! Since ancient times, the number of female cultivators who have ascended to heaven is less than one-tenth of that of male cultivators. I am more talented than her, so why don't you accept me?"
Ji Yu couldn't stand it any longer, and argued with the young man: "There are thousands of ways in the world, and since ancient times, male and female practitioners have their own strengths. If what you said is true, female practitioners are inherently inferior, then why didn't our ancestors just set rules to prohibit women from practicing. People like you who are born to feel superior to others are destined to be unable to empathize with all things and pity all living beings, and naturally can't be a good cultivator."
Ji Yu expressed some of his own views based on his understanding of the world over the past three years.
Before the male protagonist came to this world, male and female cultivators were equal in this world, but after the male protagonist came, the balance of the world began to tilt.
Ji Yu wants to use his own strength to correct this imbalance.
"Who do you think you are?" The man was so angry that he was about to come over and hit Ji Yu.
Ji Yu raised his wrist, made a light gesture, and a stream of spiritual power shot towards the man.
Soon the man was knocked to the ground and fell flat on his face.
"I'm sorry! I'm three years old this year, and my cultivation level is only a few levels higher than yours."
It's just a few levels. Ji Yu's words not only made the young man very angry, but also made the people watching the show behind him drop their jaws.
The examiner yelled at the man, "Get out of here! You're delaying the test for the people behind you."
"I am Liu Chen from the Liu family, and my fiancée is the most powerful genius in Qingfeng College in recent years. If you dare to bully me and wait for me to enter the college, I will definitely kill you."
The teenage Liu Chen was not as patient and tolerant as described in the books. Instead, he had a bad temper and acted like a little gangster.
Ji Yu smiled, with a fierceness on his face that was not in line with his age.
Who was I at that time! It turned out to be the stinky shit male protagonist in the book!
Ji Yu stepped onto the test bench with his short legs and said with disdain, "So you are the waste of the Liu family! Just now you said that female cultivators are not as good as male cultivators, and now you want to threaten me with a woman. You are so shameless and ridiculous."
Liu Chen was scolded by him and ran off the stage in shame.
Ji Yu saw him leave, so he didn't plan to make a fuss about it. After all, he didn't have the habit of beating a fallen dog.
Soon Ji Yu stretched out his hand, and the moment he touched the Yingling Stone, Ji Yu used all his strength to mobilize his spiritual power.
However, this body was too small, and soon beads of sweat began to fall from his forehead.
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