How Old Are You? What is Your Spiritual Root?

She immediately altered her appearance. While her face remained similar to before, there was now a touch of charm in her eyes. It blended seamlessly with her features without looking out of place, instead adding a unique hint of charming, innocent cuteness.

Seeing that the demon plants had no intention of attacking her, she immediately hid in place, holding her breath and not daring to make a sound.

She only peeked out from the side, wearing a hat woven from branches and vines on her head, which concealed her figure perfectly.

Fu Yao, the Eldest Senior Sister of the Liuyun Sect, was no simple character. If she went out now, it would be difficult to explain.

It would be better to wait until they finished fighting and then act according to the situation.

“Oh no, there are Mad Rock Vines on the demon plants! Be careful!”

As the demon plants drew closer, Fu Yao was suddenly startled and quickly shouted to everyone.

Everyone froze, panic flickering in their eyes.

This was definitely not good news!

Then, they looked at the disciple behind them whose robes were embroidered with gold patterns, who merely nodded.

Seeing that everyone was ready, Fu Yao drew the two scimitars from her back with both hands. The two blades hurtled toward the demon plants with a fierce, biting aura.

The others followed closely behind, and the two sides were soon locked in a fierce battle.

Their strength was far superior to that of the Qi Condensation disciples from Jian An's clan, so they handled the fight with relative ease.

To Jiang Lu's surprise, there was actually a light spiritual root spell cultivator among them!

This way, they didn't have to worry about exposed wounds.

Spell cultivators with light and dark spiritual roots were rare in the cultivation world. One could dispel lingering toxins or demonic energy in the body, while the other could heal all kinds of injuries.

Watching from the shadows, Jiang Lu couldn't help but fall into thought.

If so, since her Chaos Spiritual Root contained all things in the universe, did it also contain elements of the light and dark spiritual roots?

She saw the light spiritual root spell cultivator immediately run behind everyone, her hands constantly weaving gestures. A soft white light emanated from her body, her face carrying a look of compassion.

Then, a staff slowly emerged from between her brows.

The staff was slender, with a transparent crystal orb floating at its tip, within which burned a warm golden starlight.

Beneath the crystal orb, several metallic-textured wing patterns curved around it. The staff itself was carved with intricate golden runes and vine patterns, inlaid with pearl-white and pale-yellow gemstones.

With a gentle wave of her staff, she released a soft holy light that enveloped everyone in the battle.

Whenever they were injured, their wounds healed instantly under the treatment of the holy light.

Jiang Lu's mouth parted slightly. What incredible healing power.

However, she also noticed that as the holy light continued to spread, the spell cultivator's spiritual energy was rapidly depleting. Before long, beads of sweat dotted her forehead.

But the other cultivators were quite strong themselves. Especially with Fu Yao and Lu Lingfeng present, the demon plants were completely suppressed.

Then, Lu Lingfeng pulled out a gourd with dark red patterns that gleamed with a golden-red light.

Holding it in his hand, he uncorked the gourd and chanted a spell, unleashing a pillar of fire that erupted from the mouth of the gourd and surged toward the demon plants.

The moment they touched the pillar of fire, the demon plants recoiled in fear, but the fire surged forward, instantly engulfing them.

“Master, that fire is unusual,” Chi Li's voice echoed in Jiang Lu's mind. Though it didn't know what kind of fire it was, it felt strangely familiar.

It then looked up at Jiang Lu. Its master possessed the Chaos Body, so the Chaos Fire should rightfully belong to her. However, the Chaos Fire had been missing for tens of thousands of years, and its whereabouts were currently unknown.

If she had the help of the Chaos Fire, her master's strength would undoubtedly multiply.

Jiang Lu nodded. She could see it too. After all, those demon plants had been corrupted here for so long; ordinary spiritual fire wouldn't have terrified them like this.

As the surrounding fire gradually died down, the demon plants here either retreated or turned to ash.

The light spiritual root cultivator slowly withdrew her holy light. Her face was pale as she gently descended and immediately sat down to meditate in place.

The others also quickly took elixirs to recover.

This was the first time Jiang Lu had witnessed a full battle between Golden Core and Foundation Establishment cultivators from start to finish, and she had benefited greatly from it.

“Come out.”

Hearing Fu Yao's voice, Jiang Lu immediately covered her mouth and shrank back.

Just as she was praying, she felt a shadow fall over her head.

Jiang Lu: “...”

Her prayers had failed.

Squeezing out a smile that looked worse than crying, she looked up and met a cold, aloof face.

“I'm talking to you, little thing.”

Fu Yao was startled when she saw Jiang Lu. She was actually a young cultivator at the late stage of Qi Condensation, looking quite young.

Reaching out, she picked her up.

Feeling herself being lifted up in one swift motion, Jiang Lu's expression stiffened, and she quickly lowered her head.

“I'm talking to you. Why are you here? Whose child are you?”

Seeing that Jiang Lu remained silent, Fu Yao continued to question her.

She carried no weapons, only a storage bag at her waist, two Tier Two small spirit beasts, and a common pet mouse.

Yet her strength was at the late stage of Qi Condensation.

Fu Yao's mind raced, a hint of satisfaction flashing in her eyes.

Seeing that they didn't recognize her, Jiang Lu looked down, twiddled her fingers, and whispered, “My name is Jiang Ye. I'm... a rogue cultivator.”

For some reason, Jiang Lu didn't want them to know she was from the Medicine King Pavilion, especially as Master Wen's disciple.

After speaking, the tips of her ears immediately turned red.

Fu Yao pursed her lips and stared at her, while the others kept scanning her with their gazes.

If she had a backing, how could she not speak up when facing a group like them? After all, no fool would do that. Cultivators with powerful backgrounds would certainly have more say than rogue cultivators.

Jiang the “Fool” Lu: “...”

“A rogue cultivator? Then do you have a master?” Fu Yao continued to ask.

Hearing this, Jiang Lu's expression stiffened. She certainly couldn't say no. What if they wanted her to take a master?

But if she said yes, they would definitely keep pressing for details.

She lowered her head again. While the others were still bewildered, they saw tear droplets the size of beans splashing onto the ground.

Everyone: “...”

This was the first time they had seen a cultivator who could cry even more than their Little Junior Sister. They quietly cast a glance at Liu Qingqing.

Seeing this, Liu Qingqing glared at Jiang Lu. What is this little cultivator crying for? Hmph!

“Master... Master...” Jiang Lu's eyes welled with tears as she mumbled, not finishing her sentence.

In everyone's eyes, this meant that Jiang Lu did have a master, but something unfortunate had happened to them.

It made sense. For a rogue cultivator of her level to be here alone, how powerful could her master have been? It was only natural that they had perished.

In that case, it wasn't impossible to bring her back to the sect, as long as she didn't formally apprentice under anyone.

As the eldest disciple of the Sect Master, Fu Yao still held this much authority.

“How old are you, and what is your spiritual root?”

Fu Yao continued to ask. The others couldn't help but look at her. Was Eldest Senior Sister planning to...