mtl008 Chapter 611 Who told you that I only have one spiritual root?
Chapter 611 Who told you that I only have one spiritual root?
The person asking the question had a clear and melodious voice; wait until their voice had settled.
The noisy environment quieted down for a second, followed by an even louder discussion.
"I've always had doubts about whether the Redwood pill has been successfully refined, but I didn't expect someone to ask me before me."
"Whether you've succeeded or not, the alchemy training ground will release the recordings later, so why are you all in such a hurry?"
"Of course I'm anxious. If Hongmu is just putting on airs, there's really no need for this. If you know it, you know it; if you don't, you don't."
"They came out too quickly. I still don't understand why someone without a fire spirit root would join in the fun. This isn't a sword training ground. Are they using swords to refine pills?"
"That's right. With only a few hours between them, who would believe she can refine high-grade pills? Sometimes it takes a whole day just to refine low-grade pills."
"The Alchemist Ranking is not a place for fame and fortune. In our circle of alchemists, we don't recognize people, we only recognize alchemy. A good alchemy is a good alchemy, and a person is an alchemist."
"So, did she actually manage to refine the elixir?"
"Who knows, he hasn't said a word for a long time, could it be that he's scared?"
"Staying silent means avoiding the issue, and the outcome is already clear."
……
The sounds were intermittent, and the shade of the trees in the arena conveniently sheltered Jiang He. She didn't look at the person who had asked her the question, but continued to look at Ji Man:
"Just ask."
The cultivator who had been questioning her received no glance from Jiang He, and he immediately became dissatisfied:
"You haven't answered my question yet. May I ask if you've successfully refined the elixir?"
Ji Man stood there awkwardly, listening to the voices coming from behind her.
Jiang He did not look directly at the cultivator who asked the question, nor did she turn around; she remained standing in the same spot.
I have the right to refuse to answer.
Jiang He's words caused the already boiling water to boil even more, and the crowd's doubts grew louder.
"How arrogant! What's wrong? It's just a question. If you've refined it, just say so. Why aren't you answering?"
"I think she's gotten too cocky. She's at the top of the list, so she certainly has the confidence to stay silent. After all... she's a chosen one, that's how they are."
"That's really annoying."
Li Ling frowned: "What's there to be upset about? What's wrong with not answering? Did I eat your rice?"
"What is rice?"
"I was just saying, you don't need to make a big deal out of it."
“It’s necessary.” Jiang He said calmly, then looked at Ji Man and said, “You ask.”
Ji Man also heard the voices behind her, and for the first time, she found these people rather noisy.
As an internal staff member, Ji Man knew some of the situation in the alchemy room, and she knew about Jiang He's situation, so she didn't ask those sharp questions:
"Fellow Daoist Hong, could you tell us if the pill refining went smoothly this time?"
"It went pretty smoothly."
"Everyone says you're a genius. Do you think alchemy is easier or swordsmanship is easier?"
"I am a genius without anyone telling me."
After Jiang He finished speaking, the room fell silent again.
Jiang He's answer was firm, her face expressionless.
After this arrangement, everyone felt that Jiang He was quite different from the cultivators they had in mind.
How do you feel...
Have you changed your clothes?
Ji Man was also taken aback. What a confident cultivator.
Before Ji Man could ask another question, someone loudly interrupted the interview:
"A genius? There are plenty of geniuses in the world. You, a cultivator who can't even refine pills, are going to participate in the Pill Refining Heroes Ranking? You'll just become a laughing stock."
The monk who spoke had a high-pitched voice, and he couldn't help but sneer:
"Besides, without a fire spirit root, how can one refine pills?"
You call yourself a genius? You're nothing special!
The shout was so loud that it could drown out the noisy crowd.
It was as if you were suddenly dragged into an icy abyss.
To ridicule or mock.
All of them are complete.
Jiang He's face showed an expression, but she still didn't turn around.
This time, however, a subtle smile played on her lips, like a gentle breeze in January, sharp enough to send chills down one's spine.
Who told you that?
"I only have one spiritual root?"
Jiang He spoke, her smile fading.
Everyone was stunned upon hearing this.
They didn't wake up until Jiang He and Ji Man had gone far away.
What did Jiang He mean by that?
Someone stared intently at Jiang He:
"Did she just say that she has more than one spiritual root?"
"It seems so, that single-element ice spirit root?"
"When she said that, I think I remembered that netizens have been speculating that Hongmu's spiritual root is a mutated ice spiritual root, so I have always assumed that Hongmu's spiritual root is ice-type."
"That's right. After her words, it's clear that neither the information on the StarNet nor Hongmu himself has ever explained in detail what spiritual roots are."
"If that's the case, does that mean she might not lack a fire elemental root? And therefore she can also refine pills?"
"Fire and ice spiritual roots are still mutually exclusive, with ice being superior. Are you all crazy to have both of these spiritual roots coexisting?"
"Moreover, if she had dual spiritual roots, she wouldn't be able to control spells so precisely, and her cultivation would be much slower. I've never seen Hongmu use fire-type sword techniques or spells on the sword cultivator ranking or the spell cultivator ranking."
"No, although they are mutually exclusive, they can still coexist. There is one person like this who has eight spiritual roots in his body and his cultivation speed is not slow."
"That's too unbelievable. Eight spiritual roots? A chaotic spiritual root is a useless person. With eight spiritual roots, one can't even touch the threshold of seeking immortality, let alone cultivate."
"I have seen her before, wasn't she Jiang He from Wanjue Academy?"
"Yes, it's such a pity. Such talent is often envied by heaven..."
After leaving the alchemy training ground, Jiang He returned to her residence and continued her all-night cultivation without resting.
The shackles of the peak of the Nascent Soul stage were there, and every time Jiang He was about to break through, she felt that she was missing a pusher.
The list of heroes in the medical training ground should be released soon, and the remaining days will be for the competition of other hero lists.
For example, painting skills, formation skills, sword skills, and beast skills.
These competitions have relatively few participants, so the Heroes Ranking will not select the top 100 cultivators. Instead, the list will be determined based on the number of participants. For some less popular professions, only ten cultivators will be selected to be on the list.
Two days after Jiang He left, the alchemists also gradually left the alchemy room.
Qiongmo spent nearly five days refining a high-grade pill in the alchemy room. Although it was only a high-grade fourth-level pill, Qiongmo believed that with his speed, he would definitely be on the list.