Mo Qingchen burst out laughing, "Tiger Head", what a straightforward name!

  Hu's eyes widened and stared at her with a puffed face.

  Mo Qingchen hastily said: "Tiger Head is really a great name, it sounds very intimidating. Tiger Head, I heard that you've only just started cultivating and your abilities have already reached the peak of the first layer!"

  The tiger head raised its chin and said with a smile: "Of course, I am the double spirit root. Except for Ninth Sister, I am the most powerful!"

  "Hmm... it seems that Shijie has a dual spiritual root similar to yours." Mo Qingchen said tentatively.

  "Hù Tóu's face sank and he said, 'Shí Jiě died a violent death. I don't like it. She even said that if I didn't listen to her, she would beat me up during the New Year's comparison at the end of the year! I'm not afraid of her. When I grow up to be as big as her, I'll definitely be more powerful than her!'"

  Mo Qingchen's goodwill towards the little boy in front of him soared, as the saying goes, "the enemy of an enemy is a friend", this is an unchanging truth.

  "Tiger head, later you will definitely be more powerful than her." Mo Qingchen nodded solemnly.

  Among his peers, those who were slightly older treated Hu Tou as a child, and Mo Ning Rou, who was about the same age, had a delicate and timid personality. Although they walked close together, most of the time it was Hu Tou talking while Mo Ning Rou listened obediently, which made Hu Tou look at this newly recognized little girl with great favor.

  "Right, Qingchen, what's your spiritual root?" Hu Tou asked.

  Mo Qingchen's face turned red as he said, "I have a Four Spirit Root." He thought to himself, This kid is going to laugh me to death.

  Unexpectedly, Hu Tou stretched out his small hand and patted Mo Qingchen's shoulder, saying: "Don't be discouraged, although the Four Spirits Root is not as good as my Double Spirit Root, I heard Father say that our ancestors were also successful in building their foundation with the Four Spirits Root."

  Looking at the little man who was seriously comforting her, Mo Qingchen nodded and said: "Yes, I will definitely work hard, Tiger Head, you have to be careful not to be surpassed by me."

  With a flick of his white-eyed tiger head, he walked forward with his short legs and said, "Hmph, I will absolutely not let you surpass me!"

  Mo Qingchen couldn't help but laugh, Xiao Baozi was really too adorable.

  Because of the encounter with Hu Tou, I was slightly delayed in going to Chaoyang Hall today. When the two of them entered together, Er Ye raised his head and smiled: "Xiao Shi Wu, you're back?"

  It's clear that Second Master is extremely fond of this spirited little fellow.

  "Huh? Yeah, Second Grandpa, I've been wanting to come back for a long time. It's just that my mom wouldn't let me come back earlier."

  "Xiao Shi Wu, your parents have gone to congratulate your maternal grandfather on the foundation-laying ceremony, it's only right that they stay for a few more days." Er Ye said with a hint of awkwardness flashing across his face.

  After the age of 70, it's hopeless to lay a foundation, and the fate of becoming an immortal is completely cut off. The tiger head's great-grandfather was able to successfully lay a foundation at over 60 years old, which can be considered a shocking and joyful event.

  It suddenly occurred to me that I am already in the twilight years of my life, and the Great Way of Longevity can only be expected in the next life. I couldn't help but let out a deep sigh.

  Mo Qingchen looked at Er Ye's dazed expression and pulled on Hu Tou, and the two of them stepped into the flower gate together.

  "15th brother, you're back!" As soon as he entered the door, Mo Qingchen saw Mo Ningrou shouting with a surprised face.

  Mo Qingchen watched with a cold eye, while Mo Ningrou was extremely affectionate towards Hu Tou. The other two boys, around 7 or 8 years old, also greeted him warmly. Even the somewhat spoiled Mo Xiaobao smiled and pinched Hu Tou's face, who glared at him fiercely. Only Mo Xiaogui remained still, eyes closed like an old monk in meditation, as if everything was unrelated to himself, with only cultivation on his mind.

  Mo Ran still hadn't appeared. After a round of greetings, everyone began to meditate on their own. The position where Hu Tou sat was surprisingly next to Mo Qingchen's.

  Mo Qingdun closed her eyes, concentrated her mind and calmed her breath, and began to adjust the rhythm of her breathing. Slowly, countless light spots appeared around her, and she started trying to absorb them into her body.

  As expected, this day apparently didn't go well either.

  Yun Chi and Hu Tou's attendants were waiting outside with the wind, because they had a common path, so Mo Qingchen and Hu Tou walked together again. Unexpectedly, Mo Ning Ruo also followed up.

  "Fourteen Sis, isn't your home in this direction?" Hu Tou asked puzzledly.

  Mo Ning Ruo bit her lip and said in a wronged tone, "Fifteenth brother, I miss you so much. Walking to the Wishing Moon Pavilion is not far from home anyway."

  "Where's your sister?" Tiger Head asked.

  "Shijie was punished by Father to face the wall and reflect on her actions, and can't go to practice with me every day." Mo Qingrou said sorrowfully.

  "Alright then, but when tenth sister comes back, you can't walk with me anymore. Otherwise she'll want to come along too, and I don't want that."

  Mo Ning Ruo obediently nodded her head.

  Mo Qingchen didn't expect that from then on, the three of them started their journey together, and more than 20 days passed, the three people became more and more familiar with each other, until Mo Ranyi finished her introspection.

  But Mo Qingchen started to lose his composure.

  She still hasn't taken a breath!

  What's going on here? She clearly felt the spiritual energy between heaven and earth so early, but every time it came to the last moment, she just missed it by a hair.

  As the days passed, Mo Qingchen gradually learned more information. The always diligent Mo Xiaosi had the worst five spiritual roots. The two boys were Xiao Shi'er and Xiao Shi'san, one with four spiritual roots and the other with five spiritual roots. They both successfully guided the energy into their bodies within a month or so. But why was it that after drinking the Spiritual Wine, he himself still hadn't shown any signs of progress even after a month?

  Could it be that her own qualifications were even worse than what was initially determined? As the days went by, Mo Qingchen couldn't help but think this way, and some people from Chao Yang Tang looked at her with increasingly disdainful eyes, from their initial guarded coldness.

  "Huh, I thought it was someone else. It turns out to be the little sixteen who wants to break our Mo family's record." Mo Qingchen had just stepped into the Chaoyang Hall when he heard Mo Yuqi say indifferently.

  Mo Qingchen had already gotten used to hearing such words over the past few days and didn't react at all, walking straight to his own position and sitting down cross-legged.

  Words are empty, only strength is the best retort.

  Hutou was unhappy, he and Mo Qingchen had been getting along extremely well these days. Hearing Mo Yuzhi say this, he immediately said: "Eleventh sister, why are you saying such things about Qingchen? Even if she's a bit late in cultivating her energy, it's not a big deal. She's only six years old. You're nine years old and have only reached the second level of Qi refinement too."

  Mo Yuqi's face turned black with anger, and she shouted: "Tiger Head, what kind of aphrodisiac did Little Sixteen give you? In just a few days, you're already sharing pants with her! Haha, no wonder Seventh Uncle was infatuated with an ordinary woman. Truly, like mother, like daughter!"

  "What are you talking about?" Hu Tou blinked his eyes in confusion.

  Mo Qingchen suddenly opened his eyes and gazed coldly at Mo Yuxi.

  "Little Eleven!" Mo Ran shouted.

  "What's wrong, tenth sister?" Mo Yuqi looked at Mo Ranyi in confusion. Didn't she always look down on Sixteen?

  Mo Ran furrowed his brow and said, "Tiger Head is still young, what's the point of saying those messy things."

  "Oh, I see. I was momentarily confused. Look at her attitude." Mo Yuqi said, suddenly changing his tone.

  Mo Ran's eyes slanted as he glanced at Mo Qingchen and said, "Someone who hasn't even set half a foot in the immortal door is worthy of saying so much!"

  With that said, he flicked his sleeve and began to meditate with his eyes closed.

  But Mo Yuqi, who was originally about to start practicing, found that Mo Qingchen stood up from his seat and walked towards her step by step.