Ultimately, this wasn't the result I wanted either. Who wouldn't want to be a normal person?
Mo Changfeng looked at her meaningfully: "If I haven't guessed wrong, you previously had a Five-Element Spirit Root, right?"
"Is that so?" A flicker of confusion crossed Miao Miaomiao's eyes; she didn't quite remember either.
The original work had very few descriptions of the original owner, and the original owner's memories were also very vague. She only remembered having a Spirit Root, but the specific details were unclear.
"So, Sect Master, what kind of bizarre Spirit Root is this? It's so evil!"
"Indeed! I've lived most of my life, and this is the first time I've encountered such an eccentric phenomenon..."
Facing the Elders' inquiries, Mo Changfeng stroked his beard and spoke unhurriedly: "I once read a relevant record in an ancient book. If the Five-Element Spirit Roots mutate simultaneously and then devour each other,
there is an extremely small probability of deriving an exceedingly evil Spirit Root, called—the Nether Spirit Root! This Spirit Root can not only Absorb the Qi of the Five Elements but also absorb some more special existences! Such as Death Qi, Grievance Qi, and so on..."
"Hiss~~" Everyone present gasped, looking at Miao Miaomiao with exceptionally strange eyes, and subconsciously took two steps back.
Undoubtedly, she had now been labeled an anomaly by everyone!
Yesterday, she spontaneously resurrected after a minor disagreement, and today the Spirit Root tested was so extraordinary. Some even suspected whether she was still human!
Mo Changfeng looked at her with a kind expression: "Although I cannot be one hundred percent certain, it should be nine times out of ten. Your Spirit Root is the Nether Spirit Root! As for the root value... that is no longer important."
The root value of a mutated Spirit Root would be at least ninety-five or higher. Not stating it was to prevent her from becoming arrogant. If a specific value had to be assigned, it would definitely be a three-digit number.
"Alright, the Spirit Root test is over. Next, we move to the next segment!
Mo Changfeng cleared his throat: "Our Luoyun Sect has thirteen Peaks, and each Peak has one Peak-Guarding Elder. Our Sect is very humane; except for the Ninth Peak, you may choose any Elder to become your master."
"Oh, right." Suddenly, as if remembering something, his expression became extremely serious, "Before that! There is one more very important question! Among you, does anyone voluntarily want the Pension?"
At these words, the scene immediately fell silent.
Seeing everyone lower their heads and remain silent, Miao Miaomiao was very confused. Were these people's brains waterlogged? They didn't even want a Pension? Were they too embarrassed or afraid to ask?
Seeing no response, Mo Changfeng spoke again: "I will ask one last time, does anyone want the Pension?"
"Me, me, me!" Miao Miaomiao jumped up and raised her hand.
Getting a Pension at the start made her happy just thinking about it.
What a wonderful thing this is! Others dare not ask, but I dare!
A true warrior never fears tyranny!
Mo Changfeng looked at her with a half-smile: "You really want the Pension? This is for life, you know. Have you thought it through? Once you agree, you cannot go back on your word!"
Miao Miaomiao replied without hesitation: "Then I definitely do! Whoever regrets it is a dog."
"You said it yourself, so let's happily settle this matter!"
"Good, good, good!" Miao Miaomiao beamed, nodding repeatedly. She completely failed to notice that everyone beside her was looking at her with pity.
Laugh now; I hope you can still laugh later.
After the small interlude, Mo Changfeng smiled faintly: "Then next, everyone can choose an Elder to apprentice under. Each Elder specializes in different areas, so choose carefully."
Who should I choose? These Elders all look outwardly respectable, and they all seem quite powerful...
Just as Miao Miaomiao was struggling, Mo Changfeng approached her: "You don't need to choose. I'll take you somewhere later."
"Okay," Since the Sect Master had made arrangements, Miao Miaomiao stopped worrying and contentedly squatted to the side to watch the show.
Before long, everyone had found a place. Miao Miaomiao then rode Mo Changfeng's auspicious cloud to a mountain peak overgrown with weeds. Several Elders followed behind.
In the bamboo grove halfway up the mountain, a dilapidated thatched hut could vaguely be seen.
"Why bring me here?" A bad premonition suddenly arose in Miao Miaomiao's heart.
"You'll know soon enough." Mo Changfeng, wearing a mysterious smile, led the way into the grass hut.
The interior was very simple. An old man with white hair and a white beard lay on a broken bed, his hands folded over his chest, eyes tightly shut, looking as peaceful as a corpse.
Who is this person?
Just as Miao Miaomiao was guessing the identity of the person, Mo Changfeng quickly walked up, excitedly grasped the old man's hand, and said loudly: "Old Jin! I have good news for you, someone is willing to support you now!"
"Holy crap!!" At that moment, Miao Miaomiao jumped up as if her Tail had been stepped on.
She trembled, speaking incoherently, "You, you, you... this is the Pension you mentioned??"
"That's right!" Mo Changfeng cheerfully introduced, "This is Old Jin! Not Old Silver, and definitely not Old Iron! Don't believe me? Here, look at his Identity Token."
Miao Miaomiao dazedly took the token. On it were engraved a few powerful, bold characters: Elder of the Ninth Peak, Jin Jingliang.
Miao Miaomiao's mouth opened: "No, this is pure fraud..."
Before she could finish speaking, Mo Changfeng grabbed her hand: "Miao Miao, you don't need to say anything. From now on, if you provide the Pension, our entire Sect will be happy!—Where is the Applause?"
"Good!" The Elders behind immediately clapped enthusiastically.
Good my foot! I think you people are treating me like those neighbors who are living quite well, aren't you?
You all are happy, but have you considered my feelings? Miao Miaomiao was so angry that Black Smoke billowed from the top of her head, looking like she was about to mutate.
The Elders were still chuckling: "As the saying goes, having an old person at home is like having a treasure! Girl, this is your fortune! You've struck it rich!"
"No doubt about it! To receive a Pension at such a young age, this is your destiny!"
Thank you very much! If you want this destiny, do you want it? Miao Miaomiao's teeth ground together: "Although, but... you never told me Old Jin was a person!!"
"He is a person! What else would he be? Are you thinking of something else?"
Seeing Miao Miaomiao's face look terrifyingly grim, showing signs of pouncing to bite, Mo Changfeng quickly sobered up: "Alright, I won't tease you anymore. Actually, bringing you here was something we considered very carefully."
"Is that so?" Miao Miaomiao sneered.
Having experienced the wickedness of human hearts, she no longer wanted to trust this wretched old man.
"Of course!" Mo Changfeng patted his chest, "To tell you the truth, Old Jin used to be the second strongest expert in our Sect! If you don't believe me, go ask around; he's definitely a ruthless character!"
Although the words sounded nice, Miao Miaomiao was completely unmoved. She sat down on a small stool nearby, propped her chin in her hands, and mumbled: "You also said that was the past. What about now?"
"Now~ he had a small accident, so his Meridians are all broken and his Cultivation Level is completely ruined, but he still has consciousness... which is more than enough to teach you!"
"Isn't he just a vegetable then? How can he teach me?" Miao Miaomiao didn't believe it from the bottom of her heart.
"Hey, young people shouldn't be so superficial!" Mo Changfeng earnestly advised, "Don't look at Old Jin's current appearance; he actually has a Secret Technique that allows him to enter your dreams to teach you!"