Upon their return to the estate, Fredrinn immediately brought Olivia to his study.
Unlike his father's study which has numerous books about history, the books in his study were all about basic techniques and fundamental spell drawing tutorials. However, they were only just for show. The previous Fredrinn hadn't even touched a single one of them.
"Since you have already decided to cultivate, let's test your spirit root first." While saying this, Fredrinn took out a small orb that was hidden inside his drawer. This orb was a simple tool that was used to detect one's spirit root. It also had a simple name, Spirit Root Testing Orb.
Olivia stared nervously at the orb. The result of this test would determine her cultivation path.
She didn't have high hopes for her spirit root. Her father was only a low-level Body Refining stage cultivator and her mother was just a farmer so it was highly unlikely for her to possess a powerful spirit root. All she hoped was that she at least had an intermediate-grade spirit root.
Looking at her nervous face, Fredrinn gently smiled at her. "You don't have to be nervous. It doesn't matter if you have a low-grade spirit root. Just relax and don't think too much about the result."
Olivia felt less tense after hearing his comforting words. "I'm ready, my lord. Let's do it!" She let out a deep breath.
"Alright. Place your right hand on top of the orb. If you feel a prickling sensation, don't hastily lift your hand as it might affect the results." Fredrinn reminded her.
From the previous Fredrinn's memory, he was familiar with the testing process. The prickling sensation he mentioned was a reaction from the orb during the testing process.
From what he could remember, the orb would light up with a dim black glow to someone who has a low-grade spirit root. Those with intermediate-grade spirit root would make it light up with a dark red glow. As for those with high-grade spirit root, they would make the orb release an orange glow.
He hadn't seen what those with superior-grade spirit root could produce, but according to his father, they would make the orb glow with a bright yellow color.
Fredrinn noticed that Olivia's hand was shaking, but he didn't point it out.
As soon as she touched the orb, she felt a cold prickling sensation that almost made her lift her hand. If it weren't for Fredrinn's reminder, she would have jumped in shock.
They both looked intently at the orb.
Soon, a small and faint light appeared in the middle of the orb. It stayed like this for a second before it changed into black. Then from black, it turned into dark red, and it didn't stop there.
When the light turned orange, Fredrinn's eyes widened like saucers. He thought that it would stop there, but the glow suddenly turned yellow!
"This is… superior-grade spirit root!" Fredrinn was no longer calm. He knew what this represented.
In the entire Red Sun City, only a few people possessed a superior-grade spirit root. In the Firecrown Household, only his father and his distant cousin, Kristine, have this spirit root.
Just as he was about to pull the orb, another change occurred. The yellow light slowly turned into a beautiful shade of emerald green. Finally, the emerald glow vanished and the orb returned to its normal state.
"There's no way…" Fredrinn stared at Olivia in disbelief.
"My lord, what's going on? Is my spirit root that bad?" Olivia nervously asked when she saw his expression. She didn't know what those lights represented so she had no idea what was going on.
Fredrinn didn't tell her right away.
He put the orb back in the drawer and looked at her with a stern gaze. "Olivia, no one must know about your spirit root. Never tell anyone about this. Not even those close to you, including your mother."
Olivia gulped down nervously. Although she didn't know what those lights represented, from his solemn words, she guessed that her spirit root might be more impressive than she had thought. "I understand, my lord. I won't tell anyone about what happened here. You can rest assured."
Fredrinn nodded. "If I'm not wrong, you have an excellent-grade spirit root…"
"What?!" Olivia's eyebrows shot upwards in utter surprise. When she was young, she learned from her father about the different kinds of spirit roots so she was aware of what having an excellent-grade spirit root means.
Fredrinn leaned on his chair and rubbed his temples. He thought that meeting the future Winter Witch was shocking enough. Who would have thought that he would witness another shocking matter?
"Listen carefully, Olivia. In the entire Star Wind Kingdom, there are only two people who have an excellent-grade spirit root. One is His Majesty himself, and the other one is the young miss of the Silversword Household. They are powerful figures respected by many, but some people are jealous of their heaven-defying talents. Because of this, they faced numerous assassination attempts. They are only safe because of their powerful families, but it's not the same for us." Fredrinn didn't want to admit it, but the current Firecrown Household was too weak. They were once a powerful family, but that was all in the past.
Olivia's face turned pale in fright. "Then what should we do, my lord?" She asked in a quivering voice.
"We just need to keep this a secret. As long as no one finds out that you have an excellent-grade spirit root, we should be fine. To be safe, we need to get an item that can conceal your spirit root and cultivation."
Fredrinn rubbed his chin. 'Where can we find something like that?'
Olivia didn't dare say anything when she saw him in deep thought.
After a minute of thinking, a place suddenly came into Fredrinn's mind.
Silversword Treasure House
This was a special treasure shop owned by the Silversword Household. They were known for the unique and valuable items they sold. If it was them, Fredrinn believed that they should have the item that he was looking for.
"Let's put that aside for now. We should get a cultivation method for you so that you can begin your cultivation journey." Fredrinn stood up and patted her shoulder. He was excited to teach her and he also wanted to see how fast her progress would be.
"Follow me to the library."
"Yes, my lord!"