Just broke up with the empress, stepped on the ant to upgrade

"Okay... Hey... Sorry, I made a mistake..."

Su Mo, with a professional spirit, helped Yang Zifan test it again.

Then, with a strange look on his face, he apologized:

"You are a low-grade spiritual root... I said it wrong..."

Yang Zifan: "..."

Yang Zifan walked down the test bench with a look of despair.

This was the first time in history that he was so disappointed.

I thought I was a natural spiritual root,

but in the end, I only had a low-grade spiritual root?

This is not a good start.

"Master, it's okay, it's already amazing."

Yang Ziye was excited.

After all, compared to a lot of mixed spiritual roots, this qualification obviously at least shows that there is hope for cultivation...

"I suspect you are implying me..."

Yang Zifan said,

and for a moment, he felt even worse.

"Well, no, in my heart, Master is always the best!"

Yang Ziye said with a slightly red face.

"Yang Ziye, come forward for the test."

Soon, Su Mo's lazy voice came over,

Yang Ziye walked forward and accepted the test.

Yang Ziye saw Su Mo standing in front of everyone, and his envy and admiration were beyond words.

At the same time, he was a little nervous... afraid that Su Mo would say... that he didn't have the qualifications to cultivate immortals.

"Kid, you can do it, it's the earth spirit root."

Su Mo's muffled voice came, raised his eyebrows, and said with some surprise.

Ding Yongyi, the inner disciple of Qianlong Sect next to him, was shocked.

"What? He has the earth spirit root?"

"If he has the earth spirit root, he can directly enter my Qianlong Sect and become an inner disciple..."

Ding Yongyi looked envious.

Obviously, he didn't expect that there would be an earth spirit root among this batch of disciples.

You can directly become an inner disciple.

You know, the way to become an inner disciple,

except for extraordinary talent, starting with earth spirit roots or above,

then the only way is to pass the inner examination.

And Ding Yongyi can become an inner disciple because he passed the examination.

Originally, his talent was only a high-grade spiritual root, and there was still a long way to go from a ground spiritual root.

"I... I have a ground spiritual root..."

Yang Ziye's head was dizzy, and he was overwhelmed by the huge joy. He couldn't recover for a while.

He thought that he was just a small servant... He actually became a ground spiritual root, and even surpassed the young master's low-grade spiritual root...

He didn't dare to think about this before. Is he really not dreaming?

...

"This master and servant are a bit interesting, and their luck seems to be vaguely connected."

Su Mo murmured.

He took in the whole scene.

Nowadays, there are not many things in Qianlong Sect that can attract his attention, and this master and servant are one of them.

And the brother and sister are also among them.

The test is still going on.

Soon more and more children came on stage.

Su Mo easily dominated their fate.

"Wang Qing, with top-grade spiritual roots, can enter the outer gate."

"Chen Bai, with middle-grade spiritual roots, can enter the outer gate."

"Wang Xiaowu, with mixed spiritual roots, can enter the menial courtyard."

...

"Bai Zhuoyue, you can, with earth spiritual roots."

Su Mo's lazy voice came, he glanced at her casually, and spoke calmly.

"Thank you... Thank you, Master."

Bai Zhuoyue was extremely reserved and said respectfully to Su Mo.

She did not treat Su Mo as someone of the same age as herself, or as a candidate in the same batch,

but still treated him as a superior master.

At the same time, she did not have the slightest arrogance for having earth spiritual roots.

She did not have a little arrogance because she had earth spiritual roots.

Facing Su Mo, she still had an indescribable inferiority.

She had an intuition that the people present,

all the disciples of the Qianlong Sect combined, did not feel as horrible as the little boy in front of her.

Even Hongyue felt worse than her.

"No need to be polite, you go ahead."

Su Mo nodded slightly, with a look of old-fashionedness.

Bai Zhuoyue blushed, said yes, and then left.

It was Bai Zhuoyao's turn next.

"Bai Zhuoyao, mixed spiritual roots, enter the menial yard, next."

Su Mo said lightly without even raising his eyelids.

Su Mo had no good feelings for this child named Bai Zhuoyao.

"How could I... How could I be a mixed spiritual root?"

Bai Zhuoyao obviously couldn't believe it.

"This is impossible, is there something wrong?"

Bai Zhuoyao said a little crazy.

"Kid, I advise you not to cultivate immortals, the water of cultivating immortals is too deep, you can't grasp it."

Su Mo said with a bored face, with a faint sarcasm on the corner of his mouth.

Because the luck of the child in front of him is also vaguely connected with his sister,

his own luck is extremely bad.

"Zhuoyao, come back."

Bai Zhuoyue was afraid that Bai Zhuoyao would lose his manners, so he stepped forward to pull Bai Zhuoyao back.

This persuasion was not a big deal, and it later aroused Bai Zhuoyao's anger.

He did not dare to vent his anger on outsiders, and only dared to vent his anger on his familiar sister.

"Is it you? Bitch, how could you have the Earth Spirit Root?"

"The Earth Spirit Root should be mine! It's mine! Did you snatch it away?"

Bai Zhuoyao's delicate and fair face was full of distortion.

He rushed up and cursed at Bai Zhuoyue, hitting her with his hands and feet.

His mentality completely collapsed at this moment.

From childhood to adulthood, all the best things were his,

My sister is more like a servant than a sister. She can only use the things he has left.

He will give her the things he doesn't want.

But at this time,

How dare you? How can you be worthy?

How can she have the earth spirit root?

This should be his thing! It's his!

Bai Zhuoyue's face turned pale, and she stood there, letting her brother hit her.

Her whole thin body was swaying constantly.

The child didn't have much strength,

but this hit Bai Zhuoyue's heart.

Looking at Bai Zhuoyao who lost his composure, Bai Zhuoyue felt sick.

"He is still young, he is still ignorant... He is still young..."

Bai Zhuoyue closed his eyes and muttered in his heart.

"Yes, he is still young, just a child, so it's better to beat him to death."

Seeing this scene, Su Mo had a sneer and sarcasm on his lips.

The next moment, he exuded one ten-thousandth of his own momentum,

and the vast breath rushed directly towards Bai Zhuoyao.

"Plop~"

Bai Zhuoyao collapsed to the ground in fear, looking at Su Mo with a horrified face.