Chapter 1: The awakening of one’s own destiny! The supreme immortal acupoint!
“Shang Ting, middle-grade spiritual root!”

“My destiny… is actually a desolate world? [Desolate Land], an ordinary destiny.”

The loud announcement next to his ear suddenly woke Shang Ting up.

At this moment, his face was as pale as paper, and his head felt like it was about to explode in excruciating pain!
Looking around, he found himself standing on the immortal platform of the Yanyang Immortal Sect.

In a lush green valley, more than a hundred people were walking in an orderly manner around a jade platform.

On the jade platform, several foundation-building masters wearing red and yellow robes and jade pendants on their waists sat firmly in rattan chairs.

To explore the qualifications of young boys and girls who are as nervous and expectant as themselves.

“Thank you, Master, for your fortune telling!”

Shang Ting was wearing a blue shirt with five big characters “Huangyanshan Shangshi” embroidered on the back.

As a descendant of a family of immortal cultivators, he is well versed in etiquette.

Shang Ting immediately endured the severe pain and bowed politely to the serious-looking foundation-building seniors in front of him one by one.

And behind him, he walked down the stairs slowly and calmly with no expression on his face.

Seeing Shang Ting’s performance, several foundation-building cultivators were slightly stunned.

Then they looked at each other, shook their heads slightly, and showed some regret in their expressions:

“Shang Ting, fifteen years old, second level of Qi training, middle-grade spiritual roots, and a good character.”

“But being a mortal is still too damaging to your future.”

“Besides, he is a descendant of a family, so his rating needs to be lowered further. I’m afraid that won’t work.”

……

“The entrance test of Yanyang Immortal Sect in the Great Liang Kingdom of the Western Wilderness?”

“This is my third life. I am the 38th generation descendant of a merchant family. The past is over a thousand years ago…”

“Middle-grade spiritual roots, ordinary-grade innate ability [Desolate Land]? This kid is blind, this is clearly a naturally gifted [Immortal-grade innate ability]!”

Shang Ting slowly walked down the Dengxiantai and headed towards the area where his family was located.

Feeling my own destiny, my heart was filled with surprise and excitement!

Shang Ting was originally a Chinese student on Earth, and accidentally reincarnated into this immortal world.

In the second life, he possessed a top-grade spiritual root, and his natal spirit was an immortal-grade [Dachun].

In ancient times, there was a tree called Dachun, which regarded eight thousand years as spring and eight thousand years as autumn.

This life in this world may seem like a desolate world, but it exudes an eternal aura…

“The potential is definitely not inferior to [Dachun]!”

Shang Ting made a direct judgment.

At the same time, memories flashed through my mind.

In his second life, he entered the immortal sect and practiced all the way to become a Golden Elixir True Man.

Major in Wood Dao, minor in Luck Dao.

The business was also founded by himself.

Before Shang Ting died, he performed a secret method that combined the Way of Wood and the Way of Luck – [Dead Wood Revives in Spring and is Born].

Let himself, the ancestor of the merchant class, be reincarnated into a merchant class after his death.

In this life, memories of past lives awaken along with one’s own destiny.

“A rotten tree is reborn in spring. New buds grow on an old tree. It should grow on the old tree of Shangri-La. That’s how it should be.”

After a thousand years of death, one can finally reunite with his descendants.

Not bad.

But a thousand years have passed and the family has declined.

Not only was he expelled from the wealthy Tianyu Territory, but he was also stranded in the wild and desolate borderland of the Western Wilderness, struggling to survive.

Moreover, the Tianyu Shang family, which originally had three golden elixirs, has now fallen to a situation where it is difficult to even build a foundation.

“The rotten wood has come true, so [resulting in spring]…”

Shang Ting closed his eyes slightly, his eyes sharp.

Habits returned along with memories, and he was no longer as reserved and nervous as he was when he went on stage.

Instead, he was wearing a green robe with fluttering sleeves, and he walked like a dragon.

His elegant appearance fully demonstrates the style of a cultivator.

As he approached the family area, Shang Ting looked around and saw that there were eight merchants’ children in total.

His uncle Shang Yangde led a group of young boys and girls and hurried over to greet him.

Seeing Shang Ting’s calm face and stable mood, everyone was a little surprised and kept comforting him:
“Xiaoting!”

“Don’t be sad, I am just a helper.”

Shang Ting immediately clasped his fists and said calmly, “It’s okay, I’m fine.”

Yes, the young people are still united.

Shang Ting commented in his heart.

Suddenly he looked at his uncle Shang Yangde and asked in a low voice:

“Uncle, did you get the foundation-building pill successfully?”

When Shang Yangde heard the voice transmission, his face twitched, unable to hide his anger, and he immediately responded:
“Something happened!”

“The alchemy elder of Yanyang Sect successfully refined three foundation-building pills, but suddenly a senior disciple of Jindan Zhenren came and asked for our one!”

“The money we paid was returned in full, and the senior disciple only gave us two places to enter Yanyang Sect as compensation!”

Shang Ting felt a chill in his heart.

Looking around at the businessmen’s children, it was true that none of them could hide their lost expressions.

The merchants traveled thousands of miles from Huangyan Mountain to Yanyang Sect, of course not to take part in the Yanyang Sect’s entrance examination.

When a sect accepts disciples, it always values ​​aptitude and loyalty.

Unless a disciple of a cultivation family has outstanding qualifications, he will not be accepted even if he passes the assessment.

The real purpose is to purchase foundation-building pills for the clan!
Now the owner of the merchant family, Shang Rucai, is old and his life is coming to an end.

Training a new foundation-building cultivator is an imminent matter of life and death for a merchant!
The alchemy elder of Yanyang Sect wanted to refine the foundation-building pill three years ago, and the merchant was able to contact him through many secret connections.

The resources were delivered and the elixir was refined.

I never thought that it would be snatched away by someone else in the end!
Being in Huangyan Mountain is a dangerous place.

There are two other major foundation-building families watching covetously…

Now that the head of the family is old, the other two families have begun to close in and erode the business’s assets.

If a merchant loses his foundation-building cultivator, his ancestral family business will face a huge crisis of being destroyed in an instant!

Shang Ting asked again:
“Uncle, was it done by the other two families?” Shang Yangde shook his head when he heard this:

“I asked the alchemy elder in detail, and he said that it was the Jindan Zhenren’s eldest disciple who suddenly came to ask for it.”

“The Hu family and the Yao family should not be able to curry favor with them.”

At this time, Shang Jianfeng, who was standing next to him, took a step forward and stepped forward.

Shang Ting looked at him and saw that Shang Jianfeng was tall and thin, with long hair and handsome appearance.

He has the demeanor of a leader of the younger generation of businessmen.

He looked calm and said calmly:

“We need to return as soon as possible and ask the Patriarch to make a decision and plan a new foundation-building pill.”

Shang Yangde’s old and resolute face also calmed down, and he sighed deeply:
“What Jianfeng said is absolutely right. I will just wait until the entrance examination is over, and then I will send a message to the head of the family using the [message paper] and leave.”

“So, for the two spots, should we go or not?”

Shang Jianfeng couldn’t help but ask, his tone full of resentment.

The foundation-building pills were snatched away from them, and the young men and women in the merchant group were all furious, and didn’t want to stay in this sect any longer.

Shang Yangde slowly shook his head and said, “No, we must go.”

“This is the compensation given to us merchants by the great disciple who formed the Jindan stage.”

“If we accept it, the matter will be over. If we don’t accept it, it means we still hold a grudge and the matter is not over yet, so we have no choice.”

Upon hearing this, Shang Jianfeng and his group of young men and women fell silent, with complicated expressions on their faces.

When he was fifteen or sixteen years old, he went out for the first time and witnessed deeply the cruelty of the world of immortal cultivation.

However, given the family’s current situation.

Can a business afford to attract a senior disciple of a Jindan Zhenren, who may become a Jindan Zhenren in the future?

For a moment, all the merchants gritted their teeth and remained silent.

Shang Jianfeng was so angry that his fist joints crackled.

Shang Ting stood aside with his hands behind his back, watching all this calmly and silently.

He pondered in his heart:
“Born to be born, does it mean that the business is about to die?…”

As soon as this thought came to mind, Shang Ting’s eyes suddenly became cold.

Even if your descendants are not ambitious, they are still your descendants.

Businesses must not die!

Now that the ancestor of mine has returned, I must change the bad luck into good luck and lead the business community back to its peak!
Shang Ting’s mind moved, and he immediately activated the Taoist magic – [Footnote]!
In an instant, rainbows surged in Shang Ting’s eyes, and a picture of his own destiny emerged.

All I saw was a vast expanse of desolate land.

It is my destiny.

On the ground stood an old tree that was about to wither.

And above the desolate world, there was a thick, black, ugly evil cloud floating, covering the entire sky tightly.

Looking closely, the evil cloud seemed to want to press down.

But every time it was still a certain distance from the ground, it would be blocked by the old tree.

Shang Ting’s eyes lit up and he quickly analyzed:
“This evil cloud is the external crisis of the family, and the head of the family is this old tree.”

“As long as the head of the family is still alive, the crisis cannot be suppressed for the time being…”

“There is no danger to life for now. We can leave Yanyang Sect alive.”

Observing fortune and obtaining intelligence were Shang Ting’s specialties in his previous life.

Then look at the other merchants.

The fortune of Shang Yangde is shown by a lush and misty tree.

This is his natal [Cloud Feather Tree].

The merchants were exactly the same as the merchants in the pavilion, with thick dark clouds floating above their natal stars.

“Hmm? Jianfeng and Ruyao, this pair of siblings, are actually meant to be together?”

Shang Ting soon discovered the only difference, that was the brother and sister Shang Jianfeng and Shang Ruyao!
These two people, Shang Jianfeng’s innate [Demon-Slaying Sword], and Shang Ruyao’s innate [Demon-Slaying Knife].

It was actually a sword and a knife, a perfect match!
And their luck is far superior to others.

The dark clouds above were actually penetrated by the flames and slowly dissipated!
Shang Ting saw the truth at a glance:

“Fire? Most likely, the Yanyang Sect has taken a liking to them, but fortunately, this is a good sign.”

At this time, just as the merchant was about to stop spying on the shipment.

The aura scene suddenly shook and changed drastically!
I saw a little man with extraordinary luck, standing on a small green bottle, with golden auspicious clouds above his head, slowly floating across the sky above his own world!

“This is a very auspicious sign… A genius with great luck passed by me!?”

Shang Ting was startled and suddenly raised his eyes to look for it, his eyes burning!
Anyone who can have such demeanor will at least be a great monk in the Nascent Soul stage in the future!
If you can find and make friends with them now, it will be of great benefit to yourself, your family and your future!
And the next second, all you see in the image of destiny is the desolate horizon of the world.

A clear and distant cry broke the deathly silence!

I saw a brilliant light flash by, and the noble and mysterious figure gradually appeared.

It turned out to be a phoenix!
Its whole body was burning with raging flames, its wings were gorgeous and sparkling with colorful colors, and every time they flapped, they emitted large auspicious clouds.

The phoenix’s eyes were bright, and it held its head high with its body erect, as if it were the ruler of this desolate land.

But not long after, it shrank rapidly again and turned into a fiery red sparrow and disappeared.

Shang Ting was stunned: “What’s going on?! Is there another powerful person?”

At this moment, shouts were heard from the Dengxian Terrace.

“Zhong Nianhua, inferior spiritual roots! Life… a small green bottle? [Small green bottle], the life of ordinary things!”

“Zhang Xiaopang, low-grade spiritual root, his destiny is… rat? He seems to have spiritual energy, sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, a spiritual beast [Sharp-toothed Rat].”

“Shangguan Li, low-grade spiritual root! My natal… Fire Feather Bird, spiritual beast [Fire Crystal Bird]!”

Qualification test, exciting and thrilling.

Hearing that they possess middle-grade spiritual roots and that their destiny is also spiritual, young men have hope of becoming immortals.

Everyone was beaming with joy and excitement.

On the contrary, people like Zhong Nianhua and Zhang Xiaopang have low-grade spiritual roots and ordinary destiny.

It was as if he had fallen into an icy cave, and he walked off the stage in despair.

They both walked down the jade platform, but a difference of one sentence determined their different fates as immortals and mortals.

One can’t help but feel deeply moved.

At this moment, an elder suddenly flew down from the Dengxian Terrace, holding a jade scroll in his hand, and said loudly:
“Okay, the qualification test is over. Next, we will read out the list of candidates. Those whose names are not read can find another immortal fate!”

(End of this chapter)