White light seeped into the young hunter's body in thin strands, and then Bai Caiwei shook her head regretfully: "You don't have any spiritual roots and are not suitable for cultivation. Go back."
"What?"
Tiger Brother was stunned, as if struck by lightning on a sunny day.
Among the surrounding losers, some laughed softly: "Mere mortals, wanting to cultivate? Dreaming!"
They seemed slightly comforted by seeing someone worse off than themselves.
"Yeah..."
"These two should have left at the foot of the mountain..."
"They dirtied our eyes for nothing..."
...
With everyone pointing fingers at them, Wen Ying nervously clutched her dress.
But seeing the dispirited Tiger Brother, she bravely walked over to the white-clothed Fairy Sister.
"Huh?"
Bai Caiwei checked as usual, then suddenly exclaimed in surprise: "Fourteen years old, no cultivation, dual spiritual roots of water and fire... Pass!"
"What?"
"She actually has spiritual roots?"
