2027 Shenyou Continent 1
The long-awaited day had finally arrived.

This was the sentiment resonating within the Huang Family.

During their time in the Saint Divine Land, those without cultivation remained oblivious to the concept of spiritual roots. It was only upon the opening of the gate and the appearance of the Piaomiao Pavilion’s members that they gradually became aware of the existence of spiritual roots.

The Shenyou Continent, however, was a realm of true cultivators.

Here, they understood that spiritual roots came in various forms.

Thus, Gu Chaoyan yearned to uncover the nature of her own Spiritual Roots.

Yet…

Huang Fu approached them, his expression torn.

Gu Chaoyan had been focused on this task for four hours, yet she still couldn’t discern her spiritual roots. The frustration was taking its toll, pushing her to the brink of despair. She was desperate to catch a glimpse of her own spiritual roots.

Spiritual roots were so disobedient.

“What are you doing?” The Huang Family asked.

“Huang Fu, what is my spiritual root? How can I reveal my spiritual root?” Gu Chaoyan asked.

The expression on the faces of the Huang Family became incredibly complex.

Having spent considerable time with Huang Fu, Gu Chaoyan had developed a deep understanding of him. Though he didn’t reveal much on his face, she could discern his thoughts.

“What’s wrong?” Gu Chaoyan inquired with genuine concern. “What happened to my spiritual root?”

Huang Fu’s reply was disheartening. “You don’t possess any spiritual roots.”

No spiritual roots?

“I don’t have spiritual roots? Then how am I able to cultivate? How did I acquire my cultivation?” Gu Chaoyan questioned directly.

Huang Fu’s countenance grew solemn.

“Your fate has changed. Logically speaking, your talent shouldn’t allow you to cultivate. Furthermore, you lack any vitality or pulse. Your life plate doesn’t reveal your past or future,” Huang Fu explained with a heavy tone.

Gu Chaoyan was shocked.

Huang Fu was not the only one who said that.

Zhao Yiqiu was the first one to say that.

Zhao Yiqiu was from the Shenyou Continent, so he could tell who she used to be.

True.

She had no pulse.

That was because Gu Chaoyan was already dead.

She was here as a soul.

Could it be because of this that she has no vitality or pulse, and no spiritual roots?

So why was she able to cultivate?

Gu Chaoyan had no idea what was going on.

And the Huang Fu had no way of solving her doubts.

“You may have an opportunity to resolve everything concerning yourself in the future, but now is not the time,” Huang Fu reassured. “Not having spiritual roots is not a significant issue. There is a dragon vein located somewhere in the Shenyou Continent, and the suppressive array on it is no longer effective. If you were to go to the dragon vein and have the chance to obtain an inheritance, you could potentially resolve the issue of lacking spiritual roots. At that point, your cultivation can continue to progress, and whether it’s the Golden Rolls or the Supreme Sect’s examination, it won’t be a problem.”

Upon hearing Huang Fu’s words, Gu Chaoyan gently shook her head.

“I will journey to the dragon vein and do my utmost to acquire the inheritance. I will strive to win the Golden Rolls for the Yan Family, but I will leave the Supreme Sect’s examination to Yan Wuji.”

.”….”
“In the past, I desired the Golden Rolls because I didn’t understand its purpose. Now that I know it’s the guide scroll, I no longer require it. Joining the sect is not my aspiration. After I fulfill my obligations to the Yan Family, I will return to the mountains with Huaijin.”

The depth within the Huang Family’s eyes held profound meaning.