Aura Engine

This is a world that has been measured with a ruler for six hundred years. Without quality, there is no hope. Turbid roots are inferior people. A pulse test is done every three years. A crystal face and a scale needle determine a person's life. ——No one has ever doubted that ruler. Except for the ruler repairman. Shen Du, apprentice of Lancheng Lingfang, seventeen years old, with turbid roots and no rank. He has been practicing spiritual detection for ten years and has seen things that others cannot see: the lines of spiritual energy flowing in the crystal surface are as deep as underground rivers and as fast as boiling water. The needle of a measuring instrument can measure shallowness, but not depth; it can measure slowness, but not fastness. If it cannot be measured, it will be judged as "no quality". That spring, the Hengtian Division ordered the dismantling of the border spirit measuring workshop - they wanted to take the ruler back to the capital. It was also that spring, Shen Du picked up a spiritual stone that was too pure to belong to this world at the mouth of Kumai, and heard something slowly pulsing deep in the ground. He dismantled a spiritual measuring instrument that was eliminated by Hengtiansi. He turned the spiritual energy into fire. The moment the flames lit up, on the observatory three hundred miles away, a point of light that had never lit up before lit up. The judge of Hengtian Division has already set off. Does talent really determine destiny? Or is it that this ruler that has been used to measure the world for six hundred years was wrong from the beginning?