“We aren’t born able to Cultivate. For the vast majority of people, only when we reach sixteen years old does our body fully develop and our Spiritual Root basically form.”
“Do the Spiritual Roots in your place also divide into pseudo-Spiritual Roots and true Spiritual Roots based on the number of attributes?”
“Spiritual Roots have distinctions in quality, but we don’t have the kind of division you mentioned.”
Without An Chen needing to ask further, Su Xiaojiu explained the reason.
“I don’t know how you learned about the division of Spiritual Roots, but anyway, our Spiritual Roots all have Five Elements; everyone is like this. Most people won’t be unable to Cultivate specific attribute Cultivation Techniques and Spells due to differences in Spiritual Root attributes. Of course, there are also Cultivator who lack a certain attribute Spiritual Root due to special reasons.”
“Special reasons?”
“That’s right, some evil Cultivation Techniques can dig out people’s Spiritual Roots! And some spiritual plants, if eaten, can lead to Spiritual Root degradation and the like.”
“Oh.”
An Chen nodded, silently noting down this information, and continued browsing.
These two videos were the clearest. Most other videos that showed Cultivator were blurry or didn't show the Cultivator's actions. Most were scenes of them being put into police cars by the police or being carried onto ambulances.
An Chen quickly found another video.
The uploader of this video specified the filming location in the title.
South City.
An Chen impatiently clicked in, only to find that the video background was very familiar.
This was clearly the road by their school.
And that figure in a white long gown, An Chen recognized him almost at first glance.
This was the battle Zhou Xin Xin described.
Actually, it couldn't even be called a battle.
Unlike the arsonist Cultivator from before, this person probably just had strange behavior on the road that caused someone to call the police, and only two police officers came.
It wasn't until the Hanzi (Man) pulled out a short sword that the police belatedly realized the danger. However, these local police officers, who usually only handle neighborhood disputes, didn't carry guns and could only use their batons to protect themselves, then retreat behind their car and call for backup on their walkie-talkie.
The white-robed Hanzi (Man) seemed to feel unfamiliar with the place and didn't dare to stay long. After realizing he was in trouble, he took off running.
Just as Zhou Xin Xin said, he covered three meters in a single step and disappeared in a moment.
“How strong is this one?”
“Hmm… Spiritual power externalization, able to simply control a Flying Sword. His strength is already very close to the Spirit Nurturing Stage, but his Realm should still only be Qi Refining Peak.”
“Meaning, stronger than you.”
“I’m only seventeen! This person, this person is clearly older than me!”
Su Xiaojiu cried out aggrievedly again, but realizing her voice was too loud, her voice at the end of the sentence softened.
“In short… you can’t compare it that way!”
“Anyway, stronger than you.”
An Chen shook his head and continued searching for videos.
Just then, a figure suddenly appeared at the entrance of the internet cafe.
That person paused at the doorway for a moment, then walked into the shop.
“Boss, can I stay here?”
“You want an overnight stay?”
An Chen didn’t even lift his head, skillfully rattling off the prices:
“Eight yuan an hour in the main hall, thirty-eight for an overnight stay. Twenty yuan an hour for a private room for two, eighty-eight for an overnight stay. Membership card gets twenty percent off.”
“Can this be used as money?”
“Sorry, our shop only accepts cash, or scan-to-pay is also fine.”
“An Chen.” Su Xiaojiu suddenly poked An Chen’s arm and said; “Why don’t you look up?”
An Chen raised an eyebrow, lifted his head, and looked at the newcomer.
The moment An Chen saw the newcomer’s appearance, goosebumps rose all over his body.
“Cultivator.” Su Xiaojiu whispered in An Chen’s ear: “Qi Refining Tenth Level, same as me. My Stealth Talisman can only prevent Mortals and those with a lower Realm than me from detecting me, but he can!”
An Chen immediately caught two pieces of information.
First, Su Xiaojiu had hidden herself using the so-called “Stealth Talisman.”
Second, this guy in front of him, who looked very troublesome, was also a Cultivator, on the same level as Su Xiaojiu.
Standing in front of the service desk was a Hanzi (Man). His muscles were bulging, his build stout, and he was half a head taller than An Chen, who was 1.8 meters tall, almost two meters. He only wore a T-shirt on his upper body, with the buttons undone, revealing his strong abdominal muscles.
On his back, he carried something wrapped in cloth, which appeared to be a weapon.
This burly Hanzi (Man)’s eyes were slightly fierce, making him look like no good person at first glance. A timid person would probably scream and run away.
The Hanzi (Man)’s hand slapped down on the service desk, pressing down on a crystal. The crystal had distinct edges and corners, emitting a faint, ethereal glow.
“This is a Spirit Stone…”
“I know, the hard currency of the Cultivation World, and it can also be used for Cultivation and replenishing spiritual power…”
“How do you know?”
Su Xiaojiu’s eyes showed a questioning gaze.
This guy could even infer things from one example?
“You, are a Cultivator!”
The Hanzi (Man)’s eyes stared fixedly at Su Xiaojiu.
From just now, Su Xiaojiu had shrunk under the service desk, squatting next to An Chen and whispering.
But the Hanzi (Man)’s nearly two-meter height still allowed him to see Su Xiaojiu under the service desk.
“…”
Su Xiaojiu played dead and didn’t speak.
The Hanzi (Man) surveyed An Chen in front of the service desk again, confirming that this person was not a Cultivator, just a Mortal. So he took back a handful of Spirit Stones.
“Do you know what the situation is here?”
The Hanzi (Man) leaned forward, looking at Su Xiaojiu under the service desk.
“I’m not, I didn’t, I don’t know!”
Su Xiaojiu rattled off a three-part denial.
“Come out!”
The Hanzi (Man) didn’t have An Chen’s good temper. He grabbed Su Xiaojiu’s clothes on her back, lifted her up, and pulled Su Xiaojiu out like pulling a potato.
“You clearly know a lot. Tell me everything you know!”
An Chen stood up, not forgetting to put away his USB drive, and retreated to the side. He took out his phone from his pocket, turned off the volume behind his back, and secretly dialed the police.
But the Hanzi (Man) clearly didn’t care what this Mortal was doing, only staring intently at Su Xiaojiu.
Su Xiaojiu shook her head desperately.
“Fellow Daoist, calm down. This world is very dangerous. Acting rashly will get you utterly destroyed by the people of this world!”
“Utterly destroyed?!”
The Hanzi (Man) chuckled lightly, pointing to his opened chest and abdomen.
“Their broken things can only scratch my skin, annoying things, hmph!”
An Chen had dialed the police, and looking closely, he saw a few small bullet holes and some abrasion-like wounds on the Hanzi (Man)’s chest and abdomen.
But those were gunshot wounds.
“You focus on body Cultivation, so your injuries naturally aren’t serious. Besides, you haven’t seen the powerful weapons of their world… Can you withstand a Magical Artifact that can flatten an entire city?”
“Flatten a city, them?”
A look of mockery appeared on the Hanzi (Man)’s face.