Chu Qingyu's gaze swept over the blooming flowers on the ground and the rattan chair beneath Rong Xuan, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
It's something all three of them can do.
He's the only one who can't do it.
Rong Xuan and Rong Zi, the two siblings, both possess chaotic spiritual roots, meaning their bodies inherently possess the attributes of all spiritual roots, including wood-attribute spiritual power.
Jun Moyao, however, possesses a mixed spiritual root system with four spiritual roots.
But his spiritual root is also very special.
Apart from the wood elemental root among the five elemental roots, his other three elemental roots are all mutated.
Most importantly, before ascending to the Immortal Realm, Jun Moyao had already cultivated each of his spiritual roots to the highest grade through his own abilities.
He has four spiritual roots and a mixed spiritual root!
Chu Qingyu had no idea how Jun Moyao had managed to do it.
Having four top-grade spiritual roots at once, even in the entire Immortal Realm, apart from the siblings Rong Xuan and Rong Zi, no one could rival him.
And what about Chu Qingyu?
Not only does it possess a mixed earth and fire elemental spiritual root, but it's also only a mid-grade spiritual root.
If it weren't for the support of Rong Xuan and Rong Zi, he wouldn't even have had the chance to ascend.
Compared to the three of them, Chu Qingyu was practically a joke...
Just as Jun Moyao was about to sit down, Rong Zi suddenly said, "Wait."
He paused, "What are you doing?"
Rong Zi beckoned to him with her finger and said with her eyes crinkling, "Let me formally demonstrate my self-created spell to you."
Jun Moyao not only didn't move, but instead took two steps back with a wary expression.
How do you want to present it?
Just by looking at her expression, he knew she was up to no good.
Seeing this, Rong Zi crossed his arms, raised an eyebrow, and asked meaningfully, "You wouldn't be... scared, would you?"
"Afraid?" Jun Moyao's face darkened, then he laughed in anger. "What a joke! What in this world could possibly frighten me?"
Rong Zi: "If you're not afraid, then come on then."
"Come on, come on."
Jun Moyao strode forward. "Tell me, how do you want to demonstrate?"
"Close your eyes, I have a surprise for you."
"You're being so mysterious. I'd like to see what kind of magic you've created."
Jun Moyao snorted and obediently closed his eyes.
With his intentions achieved, Rong Zi's smile widened.
She glanced at Rong Xuan and Chu Qingyu, who were sitting in rattan chairs as spectators, and then walked up to Jun Moyao and stood in front of him.
Rong Zi raised his hand and began to cast a spell using hand seals.
Her hands moved in a series of hand seals as she held her breath and focused her mind. Gentle spiritual energy flowed continuously from her fingertips, so rich it seemed almost tangible.
When the time was right, Rong Zi reached out her hand to Jun Moyao and gently touched his brow with her fingertips.
Jun Moyao felt a warm, smooth touch between his brows.
The next instant, a gentle spiritual energy entered his body through his brow, and gradually flowed along his spiritual meridians throughout his entire body.
Jun Moyao's eyelashes trembled, and he subconsciously tried to open his eyes.
However, before he could make a move, a palm suddenly covered his eyes.
Immediately afterwards, Rong Zi's voice also entered his ears.
"Behave yourself and don't move."
Jun Moyao swallowed nervously. "Well, I'm warning you, you better not do anything reckless, or I'll never forgive you."
Rong Zi scoffed, "You talk as if you can beat me."
Jun Moyao: "..."
Rong Zi covered his eyes with one hand to prevent him from opening them, while continuing to cast the spell with the other.
Whether it was his imagination or not, Jun Moyao felt that his cultivation and spiritual power were rapidly weakening.
He started to panic.
"What did you do? Why do I feel like my cultivation level is getting lower and lower?"
Rong Zi did not answer him, but continued to cast the spell.
Just as Jun Moyao was about to resist, the hand covering his eyes was suddenly removed, and Rong Zi's smiling voice came.
"You can open your eyes now."
Jun Moyao slowly opened his eyes.
The sudden light made his eyes uncomfortable, so he squinted and waited until his eyes adjusted before looking up at Rong Zi in front of him.
Normally, when Jun Moyao and Rong Zi stand facing each other, he needs to look down at her.
However, at this moment, Jun Moyao only saw the hem of the skirt...
A very large skirt.
It's like clothes worn on a giant.
He was stunned for a moment before slowly raising his head, his gaze following the hem of the skirt upwards.
Upon seeing Rong Zi, who was enormous and looking down at him, Jun Moyao blinked blankly and said speechlessly, "Your so-called self-created magic is just to make yourself bigger?"
Isn't this something that can be solved with a size-enlarging charm?
With a smile in her eyes, Rong Zi knelt down in front of Jun Moyao and said meaningfully, "Why don't you... take another look?"
Jun Moyao casually glanced around.
"What are you looking at? It's just..."
Upon seeing his surroundings, he abruptly stopped speaking.
Jun Moyao opened his mouth in surprise.
"Why... how come all the flowers and plants around you have grown bigger too?"
Everything around him suddenly appeared several times larger.
Even the weeds around him were almost as tall as him.
Suddenly struck by a flash of inspiration, Jun Moyao asked with great interest, "So, this is your self-created spell? The Mass Enlargement Spell?"
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