Taichu Yandao: Starting from the Villain

A bright white light lit up, and the nine wooden beads in the jade plate suddenly trembled, and finally four of them floated into the air.

Four beads were suspended in the air, swaying up and down constantly, until one moment they suddenly fell down, making the jade plate clang.

The middle-aged woman was overjoyed and turned to look at the village chief sitting in the first seat, her eyes full of hope.

"Lan..." The village chief called out a word, frowned, and asked, "What is the full name of this girl?"

"Blue Lily." The middle-aged woman said hurriedly.

"Okay, Blue Lily, a mid-level spiritual root, everyone has no objection, right?" said the village chief.

Nine old men on the ten armchairs exchanged ideas, and finally one of them said, "In front of everyone, four wooden beads rose up, there can be no mistake."

The village chief nodded and said to the people below: "Everyone, Lan Baihe of the Lan family has a mid-level spiritual root. She will enter the school tomorrow and will be taught the method of practicing as a witch saint."

The middle-aged woman smiled and bowed to thank everyone before leaving with the girl.

"Whose family is next?" asked the village chief.

In the crowd, a female cultivator in blue clothes carried a little girl with pigtails to the table.

The girl with pigtails was very shy. After being persuaded by the blue-clothed female cultivator for a while, she finally stepped towards the jade plate.

After a moment, the wooden beads began to tremble again, but only two wooden beads floated up.

The blue-clothed female cultivator was very anxious and shouted, "Push harder, you can do it."

The girl was made anxious by the sound, and her little face turned red, but the wooden beads did not change at all, and after a moment they all fell into the jade plate.

The female cultivator in blue sighed, her face full of displeasure, and pulled the girl back to her seat.

"Lower realm spiritual roots are not completely useless. They can help you suffer less pain when you are old. But according to the rules, you cannot enter the school. Who's the next one?" said the village chief.

In the crowd below, Gu Jinfeng stood up immediately, picked up the little girl beside her, and ran straight to the big table among the elders.

The girl was wearing an orange floral jacket, with two red ropes tied on her hair, and her eyes were very lively.

She stood on the table and walked towards the jade plate without waiting for Jinfeng's instructions.

As soon as she placed her little hand on the jade plate, seven beads immediately floated up in the bright white light.

Instantly, the entire ancestral hall was in an uproar, and an elder said, "Great, with such talent, he will surely become the pillar of the village in the future."

Gu Jinfeng smiled and said, "Everyone, it's not over yet. There's still one more."

As soon as she finished speaking, the eighth wooden bead slowly floated up. Although it was not as big as the previous seven, it stayed steadily above the jade plate.

The eight beads stayed there for a moment before falling into the jade plate, making a series of clanging sounds.

The ancestral hall was in an uproar again, and many people looked at Gu Jinfeng with envy.

"Superior talent, good, very good, Gu...what's the child's name?" said the village chief.

"Gu Yanjun!" Gu Jinfeng said.

“Gu Yanjun, you have a spiritual root of the upper realm. You will enter the school starting tomorrow and will be taught the method of cultivation of the witch saint.” The village chief said directly.

Gu Jinfeng picked up Gu Yanjun, tidied her hair and clothes, and then returned to her seat.

By this time, five girls had finished their spiritual root tests. The village chief walked to the middle and said loudly: "This first thing ends here. Next..."

"Wait, we haven't tested it yet!" Yun Haiying suddenly stood up.

The village chief raised his eyebrows and said, "If I remember correctly, your family has no daughters, and there are already boys who have entered school. What's the point of testing?"

In the ancestral hall, everyone looked at Yun Haiying with confusion.

Yun Haiying was not at all flustered, and said in a loud voice: "What the village chief said is very true, but the child being tested is not surnamed Yun, but Li."

In the crowded ancestral hall, everyone gasped and suddenly remembered that there was indeed a child in the Yun family who did not have the surname Yun.

The village chief frowned, thinking of what happened six years ago. That day, she suffered a series of setbacks, so she left first...

She looked at the elder who was doing the work and asked, "Is this true? What does the family tree say?"

A white-haired old woman came forward and said, "That happened. You left first, so we followed the instructions of the witch saint and wrote down your name. It is indeed not Yun, but Li."

The village chief deliberately raised his voice and said, "So that's how it is. I didn't know. Why didn't you remind me?"

"You old fox, you don't want to offend anyone, so you put the blame on us." The white-haired old woman looked embarrassed and smiled apologetically, "The situation was special at the time, and I indeed forgot to tell you afterwards. Please forgive me, Village Chief."

The village chief nodded, looked at Yun Haiying and said, "Since the child's surname is Li, it doesn't count as breaking the village rules. But let me be frank, no matter what the surname is, if the spiritual root talent is not good, don't even think about entering the school."

Everyone in the ancestral hall nodded repeatedly and stared at Yun Haiying again.

"Of course, no one can break the rules." Yun Haiying picked up Li Wujiu and walked to the side of the big table.

Li Wujiu had long been curious about the jade plate and the wooden beads. After his calves stepped on the table, he immediately spread his legs and rushed towards the jade plate.

He placed his little hand on the depression of the jade plate, and a vital spiritual energy immediately flowed into his body.

The refreshing feeling spread throughout my body, as wonderful as if I was biting into the pork belly made by Miss Yan.

After the spiritual energy circulated in Li Wujiu's body, it returned to his hand, wanting to return to the jade plate.

"Don't even think about it!" As if it was an instinct, Li Wujiu moved his mind and forcibly pulled the spiritual energy back.

In just a few breaths, the spiritual energy dissipated and merged into Li Wujiu's small body.

The jade plate received no spiritual energy feedback, so naturally there was no reaction, not even the slightest vibration occurred.

Everyone in the ancestral hall waited for a while, but there was still no response, so someone asked, "Could it be that this child has no spiritual roots?"

Yun Haiying frowned and said softly, "Wujiu, take your hand up and try again."

Li Wujiu nodded, raised his little hand, and placed it on the depression of the jade plate again.

Just like last time, when a stream of spiritual energy surged into his body, Li Wujiu absorbed all the spiritual energy again as if it was an instinct.

This time, without waiting for Yun Haiying's instructions, he raised his little hand again and placed it in the depression of the jade plate.

He raised his hands back and forth until he had absorbed all the spiritual energy in the jade plate.

In front of the big table, the village chief saw that the jade plate had not moved at all, and he couldn't help but frowned and said, "It's impossible. Even if there is no spiritual root, the bead will vibrate. Could it be that the spiritual stone is exhausted?"

She stood up, walked to the side of the big table, made a gesture, and raised the jade plate into the air.

Then, the village chief took out a spirit coin from the bottom of the jade plate and asked, "When was the last time you exchanged spirit stones? How many times have you tested your spirit roots?"

An old woman in green came forward and said, "Not long ago, including those tested today, only ten children have been tested."

"That shouldn't be the case. This spiritual stone can test hundreds of people. How could it suddenly run out of spiritual energy?" The village chief glanced at everyone.

All the elders remained silent, looking up at the sky and down at the ground, but they did not make eye contact with the village chief.