[Except for the taciturn cultivator, the other cultivators possessed spiritual roots ranging from heavenly to true spiritual roots.]
[In the end, everyone turned their attention to you. Although you were reluctant, you stepped forward to have your aptitude tested.]
[The testing stone burst forth with three-colored light, undoubtedly indicating mutated heavenly spiritual roots of wood, fire, and lightning!]}
[Among the ten blood seeds, you had the second-best spiritual root aptitude, which made Blood Twenty-Three give you an extra glance.]
[But soon, it was time for the age test.]
[You silently stood at the back of the crowd, contemplating whether there was a chance to escape.]
[To your surprise, the taciturn cultivator approached you, seemingly wanting to strike up a conversation.]
[At this moment, you had no interest in responding, your mind wholly occupied with what to do next.]
[Quickly, the aptitude and age testing of the eight cultivators in front of you was completed.]
