Chapter 344 Measuring Spiritual Roots

She slept until noon, and when she got up, Pan Yingying clearly found that there seemed to be something extra in the air.

Could this be what the system calls [Spiritual Revival]?
Yu Chaosheng was trying on new clothes in front of the mirror, while Pan Yingying was sitting in front of the dressing table applying makeup. She simply asked, "Do you feel anything different?"

Yu Chaosheng: “Yes!”

Pan Yingying raised her eyebrows slightly. Could it be that this boy also discovered it?

"What's the difference?" she asked.

Yu Chaosheng leaned closer to the dressing mirror and touched his face, "I think I look more handsome now."

Pan Yingying: ...

"Just pretend I didn't ask, thank you." She got up and went out to the dining room.

Lumei and Luyi were arranging the dishes with Xi Que and a few maids.

As soon as the magpie saw Pan Yingying, it immediately bowed.

Pan Yingying sat down and thought of Xi Que's studies, so she asked, "How are your grades recently?"

The magpie's smiling expression instantly cracked.

How are your grades lately? Of course, they are still at the bottom!

She couldn't understand why she could sew easily but her handwriting was crooked and looked like a dog's crawling, even worse than Lu Mei's.

You know, Lumei's handwriting is generally recognized as ugly!
"Your Majesty, your servant...your servant..."

Seeing that she couldn't answer for a long time, Pan Yingying simply asked the point directly, "How was the monthly exam this time?"

Magpie: ...

She was going to cry.

Lu Mei laughed out loud, "She's the last one again! He Si Niang is the second to last one, and the head teacher told them not to consider moving up to the second grade next year and to continue studying in the first grade."

Magpie: ...

woo woo woo...

Why do I have to study to be a maid for His Majesty...

Pan Yingying was silent. To be honest, Xi Que looked very smart. How could her grades be so bad? It was even worse than Lu Mei's.

Seeing how upset the little girl was, she slowed down her tone and said, "It's okay, just repeat the grade, just think of it as a chance to consolidate your knowledge."

Xi Que was in tears, she couldn't even pass the exam as well as He Si Niang.

In the "dark group" dormitory in the palace next door, He Si Niang was also scratching her head.

Her three sisters surrounded her and took turns giving her extra lessons.

He Si Niang: ...She just knows that high salaries are not easy to earn.

As soon as he was distracted, He Erniang whipped him on the table with her whip, "Why are you daydreaming? Hurry up and write! What is 5×5?"

He Siniang trembled and wrote "23" on the notebook, which made He Erniang laugh so hard.

Now she finally understood why the dean kept sighing when he talked about He Si Niang. She could hardly catch her breath now!
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Lingxi Continent.

A woman with her face covered with white gauze entered Mingxi City.

"Have you heard? The Mingjing Sect is going to select disciples in the city this afternoon. I want to send my good-for-nothing kid to try. What if he gets lucky enough to be selected?"

"Ah? Are you serious?"

"It's absolutely true! Why would I lie to you about such a big thing?"

"Oh! Then I have to send my daughters there to try!" The woman stepped forward slowly and spoke softly, "Gentlemen, I would like to ask, where does the Mingjing Sect select its disciples?"

The shorter man pointed casually, "It's in the square in front. You can see it if you walk a little further."

The woman bowed and said, "Thank you."

In the square, Hen Shuo was playing with the storage ring on his hand out of boredom when suddenly a figure appeared in front of him, blocking his light.

"Excuse me...is this the place where the Mingjing Sect selects its disciples?"

The woman's voice was soft and soothing to the ear.

Hen Shuo raised his eyes and met a pair of lively eyes. These eyes were timid and made people want to protect them at first sight.

"Yes, girl, are you here to run for election?"

The woman nodded, and when Hen Shuo looked at her, she turned away quickly like a frightened deer.

Hen Shuo's heart skipped a beat.

"Come with me and test your spiritual roots."

The woman hummed softly and followed Hen Shuo to a stone platform that was only as big as a round stool.

The stone platform is half a person's height, with a translucent stone placed on it.

"Put your hand on it. As long as you have spiritual roots, the spirit stone will glow." Hen Shuo explained in a gentle voice, watching the woman slowly put her hand on the spirit stone.

After a few breaths, the spirit stone emitted a dazzling purple light.

"Oh my god! It's a top-grade thunder spirit root!"

"It's a top-grade spiritual root that only one in 10000 people can produce!"

The onlookers were in an uproar, and even Hen Shuo was stunned.

Someone came up behind him and pushed him away, looking at the pitiful woman in white, "Miss, congratulations on joining my Mingjing Sect! Please come over here and fill in your information."

Taoist Qingyuan, who was in charge of recruiting disciples, spoke enthusiastically and led the woman aside.

Hen Shuo stared blankly at the woman's back, a surge of ecstasy in his heart.

Great! Before, his father had been worried about finding a Taoist partner for him, because he had not found a woman with top-grade spiritual roots, so his marriage was delayed. Now God has sent his future Taoist partner to him. This is the fate destined by God!
Hen Shuo immediately took out the communication stone from his storage ring and sent a message to his father, telling him the good news.

Hen Shuo's father, Lin Tan Zhenren, is the head monk of Mingjing Sect. He has always wanted to find a Taoist companion with top-grade spiritual roots for Hen Shuo, who has both water and wood spiritual roots. However, top-grade spiritual roots are rare, and Hen Shuo's identity is there. He may be considered a Taoist companion in Mingjing Sect, but he is nothing in the entire Lingxi Continent, so he has never been able to find one.

Now, when he saw the message from his son, he learned that Mingjing Sect would soon have a disciple with top-grade thunder spiritual roots joining the sect, and he was so happy that he said "good" three times in a row.

The top-grade thunder spirit root discovered in Mingxi City must have no family background, so such a woman is just right to be his daughter-in-law.

After registering her information, the woman was led into the flying boat to rest. Hen Shuo immediately looked at her information and found out that her name was Hua Rong, she had no father or mother, and was from a village in Mingxi City.

A trace of heartache flashed across Hen Shuo's eyes. He took out a plate of spiritual fruits from his storage ring, returned to the flying boat and knocked on Huarong's door.

Hua Rong took off her veil in front of the mirror. Her smooth skin was as flawless as white jade. She slowly raised the corners of her lips.

Opening the door, Hua Rong looked at the tall and handsome young man outside the door and said softly, "Brother, what do you want to talk to me about?"

She did not miss the flash of surprise in Hen Shuo's eyes.

Hen Shuo was called back to his senses by this voice. He coughed dryly and said, "I'll bring you some fruit."

He handed the spiritual fruit forward, "This is a spiritual fruit I picked by chance during my previous training. It is good for your health. Try it."

Hua Rong lowered her eyes and bit her lips gently, "Brother, this is too precious. I can't accept it."

Hen Shuo couldn't stand this expression, so he pretended to be strong and stuffed the spiritual fruit into her arms, "To me, this is just the most ordinary fruit, just keep it."

"I see that you still have some old wounds that have not healed. This fruit will be good for your wounds."

After saying this, he turned and walked away, as if he was afraid that Hua Rong would catch up and return the spiritual fruit to him.

Hua Rong looked at his back and smiled, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.