Luoyue Town.
"Xiao Li, why is your boss so free today?" someone asked.
"Well, yes, I can help out when I'm idle and bored," Li Taixing replied with a wry smile.
It had been ten years since Li Taixing transmigrated into this fantasy world, but his journey was not as fortunate as others. After transmigrating, his soul merged with the body of a dead child, allowing him to be reborn.
Luckily, his family owned a steamed bun shop.
Over the years, through hard work and innovation, Li Taixing's business had flourished. He had opened several branches and introduced many practical tools and furniture, bringing great convenience to the townspeople. This success earned him a significant fortune, removing any worries about food or shelter.
He had even become known as the "Little God of Wealth" in Luoyue Town.
However, no one knew that Li Taixing harbored a secret dream—to cultivate immortality.
The only issue? He was just an ordinary human.
Embarking on the path of immortality was a challenge for someone like him.
"Xiao Li, the immortal masters from Xuantian Sect will be coming to recruit disciples tomorrow. You're 18 now. Why not give it a try? If you're chosen, you might start your journey to immortality," joked Old Man Li.
Li Taixing's eyes lit up at the suggestion. He had already considered this possibility and nodded in agreement. "Alright, I'll give it a shot."
Early the Next Morning-----
The sound of gongs and drums filled the town.
"The immortal masters are here! Children of the right age, gather in the square! If selected, you will be able to cultivate immortality!" an announcer called.
At the Li household...
"Son, are you really going?"
"Father, Mother, I want to pursue the path of immortality," Li Taixing replied.
"Such a pity," sighed his father. "You've worked so hard over the years. Everyone calls you a business genius. Even the wealthiest man in town wants to marry his daughter to you."
"Mother, Father, thank you for the concern, and please send my regards to the wealthiest man. But my heart is set on cultivation, even if the road is fraught with danger," Li Taixing replied, shuddering at the thought of the wealthiest man's daughter.
"Ah, children grow up so fast," said Father Li, sighing deeply.
"What about your business?" Mother Li asked, concerned.
"Mother, don't worry. My brother has learned a lot from me over the years. He can handle it. And besides, I haven't left yet," Li Taixing reassured.
His younger brother, Li Taicheng, chimed in, "Don't worry, Mother. I've got this."
Their family also included their younger sister, Li Taimei.
"Ah Cheng, don't look down on me too much. Or else, I might just beat you up!" Li Taixing said, feigning anger. With his large stature, his mother looked genuinely concerned.
"Ahhh!" Li Taicheng yelped in mock terror.
Laughter echoed through the house.
After bidding farewell to his family, Li Taixing made his way to the town square.
At the Square
In the crowd, Li Taixing stood out. He was taller than the other children and quickly drew attention.
"It's the Little God of Wealth," some whispered.
"Isn't it? And he's joining too? I heard the wealthiest man wanted him as a son-in-law," another added.
"Well, becoming an immortal would be better for business. Imagine the wealth you could accumulate if you lived forever," someone mused.
"Alright, all children of the right age, step forward for the test," commanded an old man with a stern yet celestial aura.
The children lined up to approach a crystal ball, one by one, placing their hands on it.
Li Taixing had learned that this was a Spiritual Root test. Only children with Spiritual Roots could join the Xuantian Sect, and the requirements weren't too high. As long as one had any Spiritual Roots, they could proceed to the sect's assessment.
The Xuantian Sect was the most prestigious sect in the region, and many children were eager to join. But without Spiritual Roots, the dream would remain unattainable.
"I wonder if I have Spiritual Roots," Li Taixing thought. He had wanted to test himself for years, but Spiritual Roots typically didn't manifest until age 13 to 18. Moreover, the crystal ball required for the test was rare and expensive, so he never had the chance.
Now, at 18, this was his last opportunity.
He watched the children before him. Some had Spiritual Roots; others didn't.
Li Taixing's heart raced.
Soon, it was his turn.
"How old are you?" the old man asked.
"Master Immortal, my name is Li Taixing. I am 18 years old."
"Hmm," the old man said, intrigued by Li Taixing's stature. He had heard of Li Taixing's reputation and some of the practical innovations, like bunk beds, that had come from his efforts—allowing even the sect to recruit more disciples.
"Place your hand on the crystal," the old man instructed, smiling warmly.
Li Taixing, nervous, wiped sweat from his brow. As a well-known figure in Luoyue Town, all eyes were on him, causing even more pressure. He closed his eyes, bracing himself for disappointment.
"Please let me have Spiritual Roots," he thought desperately.
After a tense silence, the old man finally spoke. "Li Taixing, your Spiritual Roots..."
"Come on, let him have Spiritual Roots," whispered some in the crowd.
"Please, all the gods, help him pass," others prayed.
The old man continued, "You do have Spiritual Roots. However, they are first-rank, non-attribute Spiritual Roots." He sighed, clearly surprised to see such a rare but weak result.
"I... I have Spiritual Roots?" Li Taixing asked, eyes wide with hope.
"Yes, but they are non-attribute, meaning cultivation will be more difficult. We don't have techniques suited for you," the old man explained.
"That doesn't matter! I just need a chance to join!" Li Taixing said with excitement, ignoring the warnings.
The old man hesitated but saw the determination in Li Taixing's eyes. "Very well, you may join. But you must understand, this path will be challenging."
"No matter the cost, I'm ready to face it," Li Taixing said firmly.
The old man, impressed by his resolve, handed him a wooden token with his name engraved on it. "Take this token. In three days, come to the Xuantian Sect."
"Thank you, Master Immortal!" Li Taixing said, bowing.
The old man nodded. "Next!" he called, turning to the next .