With One Month Left To Live, I Raised The Young Empress To Be A Sickly Girl

The Spirit Vein stele is more than a foot high, and the body of the stele is dark brown. It has been standing in the backing sect for thousands of years. It has experienced rain and wind, but it has not shown much wear and tear.

There are nine horizontal lines on the stele, each about the thickness of a finger. The user can detect the grade of Spirit Vein simply by placing their hand on the stele.

From high to low, the nine horizontal lines will light up in nine colors, namely red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, gray and white. The nine horizontal lines correspond to the nine Spirit Veins, and the highest red horizontal line corresponds to the Immortal Grade. Spirit Vein, going down in order, the lowest white horizontal line corresponds to the waste Spirit Vein.

As Chen Mo put his hand on the stone tablet, everyone around him immediately held their breath and stared at him attentively, expecting a miracle to happen.

At the same time, in the distant mountain peaks, several people in white robes were curiously staring at the changes on the stone tablet.

"I heard that a man named Chen Mo in the imperial capital recently awakened the useless Spirit Vein, but he was able to defeat the person who opened the pulse. I wonder if the legendary Chen Mo is the Chen Mo in front of me."

"Martial Artist Innate is stronger than ordinary people, and the useless Spirit Vein is destined to be ordinary all his life. Even if it is just to open the pulse, it is not comparable to ordinary people. I think this is just a rumor after all."

"There is no storm without fire. The man named Chen Mo is definitely not an ordinary person who can cause such a storm in the imperial capital. I heard that he also said something about the Great Dao Three Thousand when he was in the imperial capital..."

"Hmph, what the hell, there are three thousand Great Dao. There is only one Great Dao in this world, and that is the Martial Dao. If there are three thousand Great Dao, then why is it that only the Martial Dao is prosperous to this day? They are just a bunch of low-class guys. It's just a fantasy before he dies... In my opinion, his talk of defeating Kai Mai with the useless Spirit Vein is completely false."

"Whether it's a mule or a horse, it needs to be led out for a run. Look, the result is out."

…

As one person finished speaking, everyone looked towards the Spirit Vein stone tablet.

I saw that the stone tablet was faintly gleaming with dazzling light. For an instant, the first horizontal line of white light lit up, and then the second horizontal line of gray light lit up.

Boom——

Everyone opened their eyes wide, expecting a miracle to happen.

However, as soon as the gray light came on, it dimmed, and then it never got up again. Only that white light remained unfading for a long time...

quiet

In an instant, the entire square fell into deathly silence. Everyone stared at Chen Mo with wide eyes and disbelief.

That's it?

The Spirit Vein that jumped in line to test, that’s it?

The middle-aged man on the high platform already looked a little embarrassed. He thought that the person appointed by the sect master would be some kind of proud man, but he didn't expect that it would be like this.

As long as I am not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed.

Chen Mo put his hands behind his back and coughed slightly to resolve the embarrassment, "I'll just show you, Uncle Fu, come on."

Uncle Fu looked left and right, surrounded by a group of young people. It was really embarrassing for an old man to take the test, but the young master had already put him on the stage. It would be unreasonable for him not to take the test.

So, in full view of everyone, Uncle Fu could only bite the bullet and step forward.

Chen Mo was also a little curious as to what level of Spirit Vein Fu Bo was.

It is said that when Forbes was young, he was determined to awaken the Spirit Vein because his family was poor. However, he was poor in culture and martial arts, and his poor family could not afford the expenses of a Martial Artist. Therefore, he left early without even testing the level of Spirit Vein. I found a job as a servant and worked there for decades...

On top of the stone tablet, dazzling light once again lit up, white light, gray light, purple light... horizontal lines gradually went upwards, and colorful lights continued to flicker on the square.

Everyone who had originally lost interest because of Chen Mo's useless Spirit Vein became excited again. Their expectant eyes were fixed on the stone tablet. Even the white-robed elders in the distance showed expressions of surprise.

"Teal, High Grade Spirit Vein"

“Green, super quality Spirit Vein”

"Yellow, Sovereign Grade Spirit Vein"

"It's yellow, it's Sovereign Grade Spirit Vein, it's Sovereign Grade Spirit Vein"

As the horizontal lines on the stone tablet froze in yellow, everyone in the square suddenly let out bursts of exclamations.

Sovereign Grade Spirit Vein, that is a rare high-grade Spirit Vein. There is only one person in such a huge backing sect for hundreds of years.

Uncle Fu's eyes widened, and those old eyes were confused at this moment: When he was a boy, his father went hunting in the mountains and was bitten off one of his legs by a Monster, and he became disabled from then on; his mother was frail and sick and often needed to take medicine, and there were several other people in the family. As a younger brother and sister, all the burden of the family falls on him alone.

Although the young man had the dream of traveling to Kyushu, when he looked back and saw the expectant eyes of his parents and the helpless eyes of his younger siblings, he finally gave up on his ideal.

But every time he passed by the Awakening Stage, he couldn't help but take a glance at it. It seemed that only in this way could he be satisfied.

As the yellow light became more dazzling, two lines of hot tears suddenly fell in Fu Bo's old eyes. He shouted like crazy, "Sovereign Grade Spirit Vein, Sovereign Grade Spirit Vein, I am Sovereign Grade Spirit Vein...".

The whole square was boiling at this moment, but was silent at the next moment.

"The Sovereign Grade Spirit Vein is a unique genius in the Tianlong Dynasty. If he had been fifty years earlier, he would have definitely been the favored son of my patron sect. The position of head may not be my turn."

"Obviously there is such a good talent, but fifty years of time have been wasted."

"The talent of Sovereign Grade Spirit Vein is very high, but when you are old, it will not help no matter how high the talent is. Alas, it is a pity."

…

After shouting a few times, Uncle Fu's legs were weak and he sat limply on the ground, crying like a child.

Things that are unavailable when you are young will eventually trap you for the rest of your life.

Nothing can make up for the fifty years he missed. It's too late. It's too late. Even though he still carries the dream he had when he was a boy, it's too late to start now.

Chen Mo came behind Uncle Fu and gently patted the shoulder of the old man who was crying like a child. The latter stopped shouting, but could not stop the tears from his eyes, "The old man is fine, he is just a little sad. Master, please don't Worry".

Chen Mo nodded slightly, but did not persuade Uncle Fu not to be sad. He just cried with him quietly for a while. Uncle Fu's tears also stopped. He stretched out his sleeves to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, then stood up and said, "Master What a joke."

“No problem”

Chen Mo waved his hand gently and was about to jump off the high platform when he saw a young man in white robe suddenly emerged from the crowd, bowed his hands and said: "I am Zhang Jin, the disciple of Guoshan Sect."

Chen Mo briefly looked at the disciple named Zhang Jin, then looked at the white-robed disciple who had just led him over to test the Spirit Vein. He suddenly realized something and said with a smile, "I'm Chen Mo."

Zhang Jin smiled lightly and said: "I heard that there is Chen Mo in the imperial capital, a useless Spirit Vein, but he calls himself Dao Ancestor. I wonder if he is your Excellency."