For Lin Fei, Zhu Yu's view has indeed changed significantly, and he sincerely feels regretful from the bottom of his heart.

Rather than embarrassing himself later with the spirit root verification, withdrawing at this moment is truly the best choice.

The more Lin Fei excels in the assessment, the more embarrassing it will be when his spirit root aptitude is exposed. Such a huge gap, along with different glances, and even harsh words, Zhu Yu has asked himself if he could handle, let alone this young master.

"In Ink Cloud City, I wasn't making it difficult for you. The sect recruits disciples, indeed eliminating those with lesser ability, but all foundations are built on your spirit root being suitable for cultivation. Sending you to hunt Ye Hai was meant to make you back off, I never expected..."

"Even if you have a four-spirit root, I could still muster the courage to speak to the sect, but accepting a five-spirit root, there's no precedent in the Northern Border, even the impoverished sects in the Southern Border aren't willing to accept one."

Zhu Yu paused and sighed, shaking his head at Lin Fei.

In hindsight, it would have been better to intercept him at Ink Cloud City early in the morning. Now, Lin Fei has fought all the way through, displaying undeniable ability, but, unfortunately, he's a five-spirit root.

Zhu Yu left with a massive headache, leaving Lin Fei standing quietly.

"Or, change to a smaller sect. As long as you can progress steadily, you'll shine brightly sooner or later."

The Qilin spoke weakly.

But giving up like this, Lin Fei truly feels unwilling, yet what can unwillingness do? Guardian Zhu outright said that he has absolutely no chance of passing the spirit root verification later.

He really was presumptuous, thinking that merging with the Qilin and killing a Divine Bridge cultivator would suffice to make up for his lack of aptitude.

But Zhu Yu's words made it clear that the sect's recruiting rules are for accepting disciples capable of cultivation.

"Are you interested in having a chat?"

A faint voice came from afar, and Lin Fei quickly turned to look, seeing Han Yu sitting on a rock in the distance, waving this way.

"It's him again!"

The Qilin struggled to open its eyes, trembling as it climbed within the body, showing a wary look.

Lin Fei stepped back cautiously as well, this isn't within an Illusion Realm, yet he can still see him. Why is he here? Is he coming for him... for the Qilin?

Han Yu sat on the rock with arms open, offering a gentle smile, saying, "I have no malice towards you from beginning to end, you should at least feel that."

Just as he was about to explain, a sound gradually came from behind Young Master Lin.

Unexpectedly, a second candidate followed so soon; Han Yu raised an eyebrow and pointed to the small forest behind, saying, "I'll wait for you at the back."

After speaking, he leaped off the rock and disappeared, only then did Young Master Lin turn to look back, surprised at the swift appearance of this seemingly butcher-like brawny man who met his gaze with equal surprise.

He thought his speed of passing was already fast but didn't expect someone faster.

Very soon, a Cyan Sun Sect disciple arrived, nodding to both before leading the brawny man away from there.

As for Young Master Lin, it's uncertain if Zhu Yu had given some instruction, as no one paid him any attention.

Silence fell again among the mountains and forests, with Lin Fei momentarily hesitating, his expression tangled deeply.

Should he go or not?

"Do you want to go?"

The Qilin suddenly asked.

Young Master Lin snapped back to reality, cursing himself for being foolish, clearly knowing the other is coming for the Qilin, going would mean selling the Qilin out.

He exhaled slowly, making up his mind, "Let's not go, let's leave!"

As he spoke, he lifted his foot and walked down the mountain without hesitation.

But inside, the Qilin looked conflicted as it sunk into a bout of hesitation.

To go or not to go?

If they don't, with Lin Fei's current aptitude, it's unknown how long it will take for him to stand out.

Even though it is a Qilin, many things cannot be changed, at least it cannot change Lin Fei's aptitude.

Just as Lin Fei was taking step after step down, the Qilin's voice suddenly sounded within.

"Take me to meet him again!"

The Qilin suddenly spoke.

Lin Fei was taken aback, seemingly confused, and asked, "Not going to the small sect?"

If there wasn't that Pill, naturally they would go, but Han Yu appeared at this moment again.

The Qilin's thoughts gradually wavered, seemingly no longer as patient to wait for Lin Fei to slowly start.

"Won't they just ignore you?"

Glass's voice was anxious, appearing to care a lot.

Han Yu, however, calmly came to a tree, then replied in his heart, "You seem overly concerned this time, what's special about that Qilin?"

"A Qilin is a Qilin! What's special about it?"

Glass's tone was clearly insincere.

Just as it finished speaking, Han Yu suddenly moved, lifting his foot as if to go down the mountain.

Glass franticly exclaimed, "What are you doing? Stop quickly."

"Besides being worth thirty years of Qi Fortune, the Qilin's half soul origin contains a trace of the Majestic Power of Heaven and Earth, beneficial to both Ping and me."

Seeing Han Yu getting closer, Glass couldn't help but explain.

Only then did Han Yu pause, a smile appearing on his face, realizing that these two weren't simple.

Though Ping has lent its authority to the Artifact Spirit more than once, it's never been this straightforward, leaving authority to the Artifact Spirit every day while it waits eagerly to dissolve pills at night.

Without something going on, even ghosts wouldn't believe it.

"What's the benefit?"

Han Yu curiously pursued.

Watching Glass dilly-dallying in response, Han Yu made a motion to descend the mountain, finally prompting Glass to say reluctantly,

"The origin worth thirty years of Qi Fortune goes to Ping, with the trace of the Majestic Power of Heaven and Earth belonging to me, allowing me to manifest a spirit body."

The Qilin can manifest as a spirit body inside Young Master Lin, so it seems reasonable for Glass to borrow Qilin's power to form a spirit body.

"Han Yu, you've become crafty."

Glass's voice came dejectedly, and Han Yu thought mockingly to himself, even a broken bottle has countless sly plots, let alone the Artifact Spirit; if he doesn't learn a few tricks, these two would have him thoroughly cornered.

Young Master Lin's figure arrived slowly, his face deeply conflicted as he walked up, Han Yu's heart delighted, he quickly greeted him.

"Young Master Lin, there's no need to worry, as I've said, I harbor no ill intentions, if anything, it's more like I'm here to help you."

Han Yu, fearing misunderstanding, stopped two or three meters away.

"Is your pill really that magical? Can it elevate Lin Fei's aptitude and comprehension for cultivation to the level you described?"

This time it wasn't Lin Fei speaking, but a crisp voice, like a skylark, coming from within him.

Could it be that inside Young Master Lin is actually a Female Qilin?

Han Yu's expression turned strange, as this "out of sight, out of mind" talking is even rarer than a Qilin speaking directly to him.

"Honest to a fault! All effects I mentioned are entirely present after taking the pill."

Han Yu nodded confidently, for Glass has indeed been honest about the effects.

"Young Master Lin, you should understand, in the Cultivator Realm, demands for aptitude have always been harsh, us mere mortals are either born with it or without it."

"I won't deny that your being inside can help you, perhaps in years to come achieving extraordinary deeds, but that would be years later. Whereas, now a single pill can transform you instantly."

After Han Yu finished speaking, he remained silent, for inside Young Master Lin, he and the Qilin likely need to discuss this seriously.

"Do you want to take it?"

The Qilin opened its eyes. Though Lin Fei couldn't be seen, he could gaze into them.

If Lin Fei said he didn't want to, it would be a lie. Extreme spirit root, extraordinary talent, doubled cultivation speed, mastering techniques instantly, favored by female powerhouses...

But the price was consuming half of the Qilin's soul origin. Although he wasn't sure, the moment the Qilin heard, it bristled; the cost must be immense.

After much hesitation, Lin Fei finally gritted his teeth, "No, I won't take it."

In the Qilin's eyes flashed a hint of joy, then its gaze became resolute, seemingly having made up its own mind as well.

As long as it exists, Lin Fei, even if taking one cautious step at a time, can eventually persevere, but in what amount of time, it cannot say, maybe just a few years, maybe decades.

The variance is too large, and it does not want to gamble.

"Agree with him."

The Qilin spoke slowly...

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