Lin Xia was a tomboy from a mountain village, raised as a boy from childhood. After accidentally finding a wok, she was tricked by the spirit inside it into embarking on the path of cultivation.
Xuan Ling had been asleep for a thousand years when a little girl accidentally woke him.
Lin Xia: “Teacher, why do they have at most five spiritual roots?”
Lin Xia stared blankly at the twelve little saplings of different colors in her dantian.
Xuan Ling, sitting inside the wok and gnawing on a chicken foot, paused. “Girl, having more spiritual roots is a good thing. Think about it: other people have at most five, while you have seven more than they do. That means you must have more spiritual energy inside you...”
Lin Xia: “Teacher, why do they all succeed at Foundation Establishment on the first try?”
Lin Xia looked at the Foundation Establishment platform in her dantian, where only one of her spiritual roots had successfully established its foundation, and wondered if something had gone wrong with her cultivation.
Xuan Ling, sitting in the wok and drinking soda, paused, then continued to fool her. “They have fewer spiritual roots, so of course they succeed at Foundation Establishment on the first try. You have more roots, girl, so needing a few more tries is perfectly normal. Perfectly normal!”
Lin Xia, who had just begun to suspect that something was wrong with her cultivation, instantly felt revitalized after hearing this.
In Lin Xia’s eyes, her teacher in the wok was an all-knowing ancient powerhouse. Everything he said had to be right, and she had never once doubted him, until one day...
When Xuan Ling first tricked the little girl into cultivating, he had only been doing it for fun. He knew that in this small world, where spiritual energy was scarce, cultivators with five spiritual roots had almost no hope of reaching Foundation Establishment in their entire lives, let alone this girl, who had the rarest kind of all-element spiritual roots.
Until one day, the little girl he had taught haphazardly really did take him back to the Immortal Realm...
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