On the day of the Immortal Ascension Assembly.

Fu Changsheng, Fu Changli, Fu Molan, and Fu Changren, along with the recently purified Liuu Meizhen and Runzhi returned from the Marketplace to the clan grounds. Even the third brother, Fu Changli, who had been guarding the Yanyang Woodland, arrived at the back mountain where the Spirit Testing Platform was constructed just half an hour ago.

Today holds significant meaning for the Fu Family.

With the Spirit Testing Platform.

The Fu Family can continuously bring in fresh blood, marking a historic chapter in the annals of the Fu Family.

Seven pairs of eyes are unwaveringly focused on Grandmaster Yu. As the last rune is imprinted onto the stone pillar of the Spirit Testing Platform, the entire platform hums and then a dazzling nine-colored spirit light flashes.

The spirit light fades.

Grandmaster Yu looks a bit pale:

"The Spirit Testing Platform is completed and ready for use today."

"Grandmaster Yu, thank you for your efforts. This is a new wine brewed by the third brother using Hundred Flowers Honey from the Yanyang Woodland. The jar has just been opened. We humbly ask Grandmaster Yu to taste it."

Fu Changsheng presents several bottles of Hundred Flowers Wine with both hands.

Grandmaster Yu's originally fatigued expression immediately brightens, as he sips it he mumbles:

"Hmm, fragrant but not overwhelming, excellent!"

With that.

He carries the Hundred Flowers Wine, drinking as he leaves the Immortal Ascension Dojo.

At this moment, Fu Changren excitedly steps forward, touching the Spirit Testing Platform, his emotions stirred:

"Seven years have passed, and our Fu Family has finally rebuilt our own Spirit Testing Platform. If the forefathers and fallen heroes from seven years ago could know, they might rest peacefully."

In the end.

Fu Changren's eyes are already red.

Fu Molan is also moved. Although she has only returned to the clan for seven years, she has experienced life and death together with the others. Her feelings for the clan are just as deep, yet she understands the greatest contributor to this day is the Patriarch Fu Changsheng, so she follows her elder brother Fu Changren's words:

"This was all thanks to the Patriarch, who tirelessly and fearlessly sacrificed for the clan multiple times. Otherwise, who knows when we would rebuild the Spirit Testing Platform."

Everyone agrees wholeheartedly, nodding repeatedly.

Liuu Meizhen's gaze falls on Fu Molan, a smile reaching her eyes:

"Such a historically significant moment should indeed be recorded in the clan's history books. Events like this will surely become more frequent in the future. Without dedicated documentation, future generations may forget the sacrifices of their predecessors, so I believe it's time for our Fu Family to select someone to specifically write and record the Fu Family's history."

Regarding this matter.

Liuu Meizhen discussed with Fu Changsheng two days ago.

Fu Changsheng's gaze falls on Molan:

"Molan, would you be responsible for writing and recording the Fu Family's history?"

The role of documenting the clan's history indicates a significant standing within the clan. As the number of Qi Cultivation Clan Members grows, Fu Molan will be among those first promoted to Elder and considered part of the clan's management.

Fu Molan didn't expect to be entrusted with such an important task.

After realizing.

She promptly responds elegantly:

"Patriarch, rest assured. Molan will surely document the Fu Family's history impartially and meticulously."

Fu Changsheng nods slightly.

Liuu Meizhen sees this and then smiles:

"Husband, the clan members have already gathered in front of the Ancestral Hall."

Such an important occasion as the Immortal Ascension Assembly naturally requires opening the Ancestral Hall and informing the ancestors.

The crowd arrives at the Ancestral Hall.

The clan members who are being tested for their Spiritual Root have already been taught the rituals. They are standing respectfully at the bottom of the Ancestral Hall, and as Fu Changsheng appears, the drum beats begin, nine beats fall, Fu Changsheng holds incense, his face solemn, and states:

"Fu Changsheng, the thirty-eighth Patriarch of Luofeng Mountain, with utmost sincerity informs the divine spirits of the mountains and rivers, venerates the sacred spirit, establishes the heart for heaven and earth, maintains the studies of past sages, establishes the destiny for the living, opens peace for all ages, with no end to its glorification. I respectfully perform the sacrifice. May the gods witness, our Fu Family. Enjoy the offering!"

As he finishes.

The drum sounds again.

The people bow in mourning, offering incense.

Only then does Fu Changsheng loudly declare:

"The auspicious time has arrived, now the Immortal Ascension Assembly begins!"

With these words, the breath of the clan members below instantly becomes rapid, and everyone moves to the Immortal Ascension Dojo. Accompanied by Fu Changsheng's technique cast onto the Array Plate, the Array Light Curtain rises.

For confidentiality.

During the Spiritual Root testing, only Fu Molan, who records, and Patriarch Fu Changsheng are present, with no fourth person there.

Each time, only one member enters the array, and Fu Molan opens the roster, calling out names one by one:

"Fu Qingmu from Daxi Village."

Called first, Qingmu is so nervous that his palms sweat. At twelve years old, over the past seven years, he has prayed day and night for the Immortal Ascension Assembly to come sooner. Whether he is a dragon or a worm will be decided today.

His widowed mother, Liu Family, holds his sweating palms, comforting him:

"Qingmu, relax. Even if you don't have a spiritual root, the clan still has a martial arts hall. There, you can also learn martial arts and make a name for yourself, just like your father."

"Mother, I know."

The mother had been bedridden for years, constantly needing medications, and the family's wealth had already been exhausted. If spiritual roots weren't detected, it would be difficult to even have enough to eat for the mother and her child, let alone spare money to send him to the martial arts hall.

Today was his chance to change his fate.

If he succeeded, then his mother's medicine money would be secured, and he could break free from a life of toil and manual labor.

Qingmu took a deep breath and walked step by step onto the Immortal Ascension Dojo. The array light curtain behind him closed. Listening to the gentle voice guiding him, he took another deep breath, cast aside distracting thoughts, closed his eyes tightly, and placed his hands on the Spirit Testing Platform. A cool sensation instantly spread through his heart, and his previously tense emotions involuntarily relaxed.

He felt like he was plunging into a darkness.

Just as he was at a loss, a red spirit light suddenly lit up in the darkness, followed by yellow, golden, green, and white. The five kinds of spirit lights swirled around him. Instinctively, he wanted to absorb them into his body, but he had no idea how.

In the next moment.

All illusions disappeared.

A voice came to his ear:

"Not bad, you have a pseudo spiritual root and can cultivate."

He succeeded!

He had become a cultivator!

This meant his mother's medicine money was secured, and his life's trajectory had been altered.

Qingmu trembled with excitement and was lightly led out of the Immortal Ascension Dojo. When his eyes fell on his mother, Liu, for some reason, a stream of hot tears suddenly surged forth. Liu, seeing this, hurried forward to console him:

"It's okay, it's okay. If you can't become a cultivator, I can pawn the hairpin your great-grandmother gave as a dowry and still send you to the clan's martial arts hall. It's okay, it's okay."

That silver hairpin had been passed down from generation to generation through Liu's maternal line.

Even when Liu was seriously ill and couldn't afford medicine, she had been unwilling to pawn it. But now, she had not hesitated.

Upon hearing this, Qingmu's tears flowed even more fiercely.

On the platform, Fu Changsheng saw this and a hint of envy passed through his eyes. He had never seen his own mother since birth and didn't even know what she looked like. With a smile, he said:

"Liu, you can keep your hairpin. Qingmu can embark on the cultivation path."

Upon hearing this.

Liu froze for a moment, then burst into tears of joy.

Everyone who saw this couldn't help but feel envious.

Especially after the Patriarch indeed rewarded them with a hundred taels of gold, everyone became instantly excited.

Fu Kang'er, standing in the middle, looked at Liu and her son sobbing and disdainfully tilted his mouth. He said to Chen, "Mother, when the Patriarch announces I have a spiritual root, you must not cry like that Widow Liu, losing face for nothing."

After waiting for about an hour.

It was finally Fu Kang'er's turn. Fu Kang'er adjusted his clothing, strutted proudly, and went up to the Immortal Ascension Dojo. Following Molan's guidance, he closed his eyes and placed his hands on the Spirit Testing Platform, but after a long time, he felt nothing. Then he heard:

"No spiritual root. You can leave."

No spiritual root?!

Fu Kang'er's eyes suddenly opened wide:

"Patriarch, I must have used the wrong method earlier, let me test again."

The fortune teller said.

He had exceptional talent and would become a Foundation Establishment Immortal, so how could he not have a spiritual root?

It must be that he had used the wrong test method.

Fu Changsheng waved his sleeve, and a wisp of spiritual qi lightly sent him outside the array. Fu Kang'er would not submit, immediately shouting loudly:

"Patriarch, Patriarch, something must be wrong. My great-grandfather was a cultivator, so how could I not have a spiritual root? Surely, this Spirit Testing Platform is broken, yes, yes, it must be that something is wrong with this Platform; I can't possibly have no spiritual root."

Fu Changsheng frowned slightly.

This Fu Kang'er was already thirteen. At this age, others were already discussing marriage, but he was still so indiscreet and couldn't grasp the situation. It was obvious his family had spoiled him. At once, Fu Changsheng flicked his finger, sending a stream of spiritual power into his mute acupoint.

Fu Kang'er's howling stopped abruptly.

Chen, in the crowd, was completely unprepared for this outcome and now slumped to the ground weakly, murmuring:

"The fortune-teller clearly said Kang'er had the posture of an immortal; how could this be? How could this be?!"

Could it be due to the family jinx?!

That short-lived Stone first jinxed his mother to death and now came to jinx her Kang'er.

A fierce glint flashed in Chen's eyes: "When I married in, I should have drowned that accursed child in a urine bucket! That short-lived wretch, family jinx, just watch how I handle him when I return!!"

The Immortal Ascension Assembly continued.

From morning till sunset, it lasted an entire day, and once the last person had been tested.

Fu Changsheng glanced over the register, feeling somewhat satisfied.

His gaze fell on Fu Molan, who now seemed a bit nervous:

"Molan, it's your turn."

When Molan was brought back to the clan, the Spirit Testing Platform had already been destroyed, and his spiritual root had not been tested. There was no information on what kind of spiritual root he had.

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