Saving the White Moonlight Chapter 26

This entry test was not an official disciple recruitment, but the place for testing spiritual roots was still Qingfeng Square, the same place used in past disciple recruitments.
Qingfeng Square stood outside Fenghua Immortal Sect’s south gate. It was an important entrance and exit for most Fenghua Immortal Sect disciples.
Although the disciples sent over this time had more or less some connection to the sect, if they wanted to enter Fenghua Immortal Sect’s inner sect, they still had to show talent strong enough to convince the crowd and stop people’s gossip.
Among these new young talents, the luckiest one was Yan Zhuguang.
The others taking the spiritual root test came from families attached to Fenghua Immortal Sect. It was one thing for them to have ties to the sect. But she alone had originally been only a servant disciple from a small sect. No one had expected her luck to be so good. She had gained the favor of the titled eldest senior sister and was lucky enough to join these young talents in this separate recruitment gathering.
When Lianji Immortal Yun Mixue arrived on a cloud, her sleeves floating, countless gazes gathered over. Yan Zhuguang, who stood beside her, took most of those looks.
Cultivators from attached families who had come for this small recruitment, people from other sects who had attended the sect master succession ceremony and had not left yet, Fenghua Immortal Sect disciples who had come to watch the fun, and cultivators who happened to pass by all began talking about it.
Perhaps they did not take a little girl from a small sect’s servant ranks seriously. The gazes that fell on Yan Zhuguang did not hide at all. Some even carried clear contempt.
Yan Zhuguang followed beside Yun Mixue with a solemn face. Facing these looks, her heart did not move at all. She even felt a little nostalgic.
In her last life, this was the kind of gaze she had seen the most. Even after she climbed to that position, some people who thought their backgrounds and bloodlines were noble still did everything they could to belittle her behind her back.
But what did that matter? No matter how wild or bitter they were behind her back, when they stood in front of her, they could only lower their heads with respect and look up at her.
Yan Zhuguang did not care, but Yun Mixue, who was also touched by the edges of those gazes, felt uncomfortable.
Her good family upbringing did not let her show a bad face in public, so she could only stroke Yan Zhuguang’s head to comfort her.
Yan Zhuguang took the hand from the top of her head and held it in her own. Then she smiled at Yun Mixue until her eyes curved, showing that she did not care.
Seeing this, Yun Mixue smiled back in approval and encouragement.
The two interacted in front of everyone, which only made the open and hidden whispers more frequent. It seemed this servant disciple from a small sect was not merely someone Yun Mixue looked at differently.
What was so special about her?
Was it because of that overly bright face?
Today, Yan Zhuguang wore a bright red dress. Small orange-yellow flowers were embroidered along the hem. This was the clothing Yun Mixue had chosen for her. It suited her looks more than the white clothes from before. Her whole person looked vivid and dazzling, with a bit of playfulness. She was indeed lovely and charming.
But the dignified titled eldest senior sister, the Nascent Soul ancestor Lianji Immortal, could not be such a shallow person, right?
A child who shines early may not still shine after growing up. This little girl looked only about twelve. Who knew if she would grow out of her beauty? Even the cultivation world, where beauties were everywhere, could not escape this rule. Judging people by looks was no good.
Aside from her looks, what else stood out about this servant disciple? Cultivation? She was only at the fourth level of Qi Refining now. Among the people testing their spiritual roots with her today, there were some her age who were stronger than her, and some younger than her whose strength was about the same. Her strength was not much at all.
At this moment, these cultivators forgot again that Yan Zhuguang was only a servant disciple from a small sect. How could her resources compare to these little ancestors who had grown up soaked in pills and spirit stones?
If they knew Yan Zhuguang had used only one month to reach the level these little ancestors had spent years cultivating to, who knew how loudly they would explode?
Unfortunately, Yan Zhuguang did not care to explain to them. And Yun Mixue, who knew Yan Zhuguang’s background, was not the kind of person to show off to others.
So this matter stayed hidden between them.
Yun Mixue sent Yan Zhuguang to the group of youths who were about to take the entry test. She nodded to Yan Zhuguang, then turned and flew to her own seat on the viewing platform.
Yan Zhuguang stood at the edge of the group. As soon as Yun Mixue left, those boys and girls scattered with a crash, staying far away from Yan Zhuguang as if they had seen a plague, afraid they might be touched by something unclean.
These youths were all treasured like gold and jade. In their families, they were usually held up and respected by others. They were the least able to hide their feelings. For a moment, the mood of the small gathering became awkward.
Although the youths’ elders did not think their children had done anything wrong, Yan Zhuguang had been personally brought here by Yun Mixue. As adults, they could not be “ignorant,” so they made themselves look angry.
“These children really have been spoiled by their families.”
“Exactly. We must teach them properly when we return.”
“That little girl has just arrived and knows no one. They do not even know to guide her a little. They really are not sensible.”
Though these words were scolding, they were all soft and harmless. Yun Mixue was not stupid. She understood what they meant, and her heart became somewhat displeased.
She looked at Yan Zhuguang, who was isolated by the group of youths. Yan Zhuguang should have looked lost and helpless, but she forced herself to look firm instead. Yun Mixue’s heart ached for her.
She was only a ten-year-old little girl. Just because she had once been a servant disciple, she had to be looked down on like this?
Yun Mixue even wanted to go down herself and protect Yan Zhuguang behind her.
Who said a kind person could not protect her own?
Yun Mixue restrained this urge. This situation was not suitable right now. But one day, she would make people know that Yan Zhuguang was someone under her protection. They could bully her if they wanted, but if they bullied Zhuguang, they would first have to ask whether she agreed.
Yun Mixue’s expression was still gentle, but only those who understood her knew that her smile now might not come fully from the heart.
Just as the small recruitment gathering fell into embarrassment, the person seated at the head of Qingfeng Square spoke. He was Fenghua Immortal Sect’s new sect master, the former titled eldest senior brother, Sect Master Gu Chen.
He spoke neither quickly nor slowly. His tone was cold, and it carried a faint dignity that did not need anger. “Not long ago, this sect’s Lianji Immortal found a good young talent in a subordinate small sect and brought her back to the sect, preparing to train her well.”
“This matter should have been handled earlier. It only happened to meet a busy time for the sect, so it had to be delayed until today. I thought that if we recruited only her as a disciple, it would be a bit too much trouble for one person. That is how today’s small recruitment gathering came about.”
When Gu Chen said this, he paused slightly.
Yun Mixue turned to look at him. Gu Chen’s stern expression did not change, and he nodded slightly to her.
The faces of those who spent a little time thinking over his words immediately became interesting. Some watched the show. Some were confused. As for the elders who had been protecting their own children earlier, their faces almost turned green.
They had just said their children did not understand how to “treat a guest.” Now Gu Chen had said such a thing. Did that not mean the little servant disciple Yan Zhuguang was the true center of this gathering, while their precious children were only “included along the way”?
They wanted to lose their tempers, but in the end, they were families attached to Fenghua Immortal Sect. They were not truly people of the main family, only side branches. They needed Fenghua Immortal Sect’s favor and could not even ask fast enough. How would they dare turn hostile?
After weighing it for a long while, they could only swallow this dull loss in silence and pretend they had not understood Gu Chen’s words.
The youths who understood Gu Chen’s hint reacted much more directly. They all turned and glared angrily at Yan Zhuguang.
Yan Zhuguang raised her brow and looked back at each of them without the least bit of politeness.
They wanted to deal with her? If they dared stretch out a claw, she would chop it off. If they dared bring their heads close, she would take their lives. She wanted to see who was afraid of whom!
Perhaps Yan Zhuguang’s gaze was too sharp. The people glaring at her could not last long before they had to look away. Their hearts felt awful.
“Well done, Host! Use your death stare to scare them to death.” The system clapped at the side and fanned the flames. It could also feel those people’s gazes, and it had been holding in a fire of its own.
Its host was so powerful. How dared these little brats look down on her? When the time came, they would definitely teach these little brats a lesson!
After Gu Chen finished saying that part, he called Yan Zhuguang out alone. “Since this small recruitment gathering began because of you, you should also begin it.”
Yan Zhuguang stood at the rear of the square, facing the main seat. Since Gu Chen had spoken, she walked forward. Facing the youths blocking her way, she did not even blink.
If she did not give way, someone else would. Though the people in front were unwilling, they still opened a path and let Yan Zhuguang pass smoothly.
Now Yan Zhuguang stood at the very front of all the youths about to take the entry test. Hearing Sect Master Gu’s words, she answered, “Yes!”
At this moment, a huge transparent jade screen had already risen at the front of Qingfeng Square. Two elders stood below the jade screen. In front of each of them was a low table. On one table was a mirror. On the other was a white jade ball. No one knew what they were used for.
Under countless watching eyes, Yan Zhuguang walked forward a few steps. The elder with the jade ball in front of him said, “Come here first.”
Yan Zhuguang walked to him. Following his instructions, she placed both hands on the jade ball, emptied her thoughts, and thought of nothing.
Before long, the jade ball reacted. The elder gave a soft sound of surprise. The jade screen reflected the same reaction as the jade ball.
A black seed appeared on the jade screen. Soon, it cracked open and sprouted. Leaves grew, and it rose taller, becoming a fresh young green sapling. It seemed as if a light breeze passed through the jade screen, making that newborn sapling sway.
The elder stroked his beard and smiled. “You actually have a special physique. You have the Wood Spirit Body. Not bad.”
As long as one of her spiritual roots was wood-type, even if she had mixed spiritual roots, her talent would count as good.
Not only were the others shocked, but Yun Mixue on the viewing platform was also pleasantly surprised. Before this, she had only tested Yan Zhuguang’s spiritual root. A wood heavenly single spiritual root was already an excellent talent, so she had not tested Yan Zhuguang’s physique.
Special physiques were not easy to appear. Their rarity was no lower than heavenly single spiritual roots. Combining the two was even more precious.
“Do not tell me she has no wood spiritual root.”
No one knew where that sentence drifted from, but some people actually agreed with it.
Even someone as good-tempered as Yun Mixue finally could not help frowning. These people’s hearts were far too dark. Why did they always have to think of people in the worst way?
This kind of special elemental physique was rare, but it also had high demands for the spiritual root. If the spiritual root and the physique did not match, that person would almost be ruined. Unless the special physique was destroyed, their path of cultivation would be completely cut off.
At this moment, Yan Zhuguang finished testing her physique and was walking toward the mirror that tested spiritual roots.
Gazes from every direction fixed on the mirror opened by the elder. The people watching the fun had eyes full of excitement. The cultivators from other sects, the youths about to be tested, and those youths’ elders all thought the same thing.
She must not have a wood spiritual root!
Perhaps the more people feared something, the more it would come. On the jade screen, before the young sapling had vanished, a dazzling green light suddenly burst out! The only color, almost blending into the sapling, pierced their eyes.
Wood heavenly single spiritual root! Wood Spirit Body!
Fenghua Immortal Sect had gained an unmatched talent!
Yan Zhuguang withdrew her hands and turned. Passing over layer after layer of burning gazes, she met the eyes of that gentle woman.
She curled her lips and raised a confident smile.