Yun Zheng lowered his gaze, retracting his wandering thoughts. But suddenly, he heard Yue Qingying's laughter from the side and she said, "It seems like the Master is quite fond of Chu Fei."

"He is my chosen disciple," Yun Zheng answered.

"Ah?!"

"What?! Yunni widened her eyes in disbelief and said, 'Yun Senior Brother, you don't even know if he has spiritual roots!'"

Looking up at Yunni, Yunzheng said, "Back when my master took me as his disciple, he didn't care about my aptitude either."

Yun Ni suddenly choked and said with a grievance, "It's not the same, he is a demon seed!"

Yun Zheng sneered and remained silent.

His attitude towards demons was already evident just now.

"The broadness of Yun Zheng's heart... truly remarkable." Yue Qingying curved her lips, raising an inexplicable smile.

Yun Zheng sneered inwardly.

Any discerning individual can see the hostility between the two parties.

And the catalyst for all of this is a demon spawn.

Everyone was a bit speechless.

Thus, the meal came to an end in complete silence.

After dinner, the servants tidied up the bowls and chopsticks, and then it was time to test their spiritual roots.

For safety reasons, Yu Chutang counted the number of people once again at the beginning of the month. After that, he nodded and said to Yun Zheng, "Senior Brother, everyone is here."

Yun Zheng nodded, took out the Qiankun Bag, and said, "Please take a look at the World Reflection Mirror." As soon as he finished speaking, the mouth of the bag opened, and the World Reflection Mirror flew out, landing in the center of the main hall.

The Mirror of the World allows us to observe all worldly matters.

Yun Zheng said, "Line up and step forward one by one. Place your hand on the World-Viewing Mirror." After speaking, the corner of his eye swept across Yue Chufei.

It seemed like she knew she couldn't compete with the others, so Yue Chufei obediently positioned herself at the back of the line.

First is Yue Chutong. When he placed his hand on the World Gazing Mirror, the mirror immediately emitted golden, green, and earthy yellow radiance. Some of these rays were large, some were small; some were bright, some were dim. The size represents the speed of cultivation, while the brightness indicates the thickness of one's spiritual roots.

Yue Chutang beside nodded satisfactorily and said, "With spirit roots in the Gold, Wood, and Earth elements, not bad."

At the beginning of the month, Tung immediately straightened his chest and glanced proudly at Tung Fei. However, Tung Fei seemed as if he hadn't noticed at all, bowing his head in contemplation of something.

Next, one by one, the Moon family's children stepped forward. The majority of them had Four Spiritual Roots, while a few had no Spiritual Roots at all. There was also a girl from a branch of the Moon family named Yue Churou, who astonishingly possessed the Dual Spiritual Roots of Gold and Fire. Those who possessed these two types of Spiritual Roots were the most suitable candidates for the main sword cultivation at the Yunshang Sect.

Finally, it was Yu Chu Fei's turn. Due to Yun Zheng's influence, everyone present was paying attention to him, wanting to know why Yun Zheng cared about such a young child.

At the beginning of the month, Fei took a deep breath and slowly walked up to the mirror, placing her hand on it...

"Whoosh!" Five dazzling rays of light suddenly lit up, almost blinding everyone's eyes. However, it was only almost.

The paragraph translates to: "The brightness of this... this radiance is so brilliant that the cultivation speed must be astonishing. Furthermore, the thickness of the spiritual roots is exactly the same. What a pity, how could it be a Five Elements spiritual root? What a shame!" The crowd sighed in regret.

At the beginning of the month, Fei's originally hopeful face instantly turned bleak. Five Elemental Roots, this kind of root can only be a servant of the Cloud Sect at best, most people don't even bother looking at it. He has disappointed Yun Zheng.

At the beginning of the month, Fei gritted her teeth, determined not to let herself cry.

Suddenly—

"Indeed, you can become my disciple," Yun Zheng's voice sounded cold and indifferent.

"Ahh—" Suddenly, there was a collective gasp from all around.

"Senior Brother Yun, what are you saying! How can a waste with only a five-element spiritual root become your disciple? You are the unparalleled talent of our Cloud Sect...uh!" Yun Ni's voice abruptly stopped!