"It's probably due to the martial spirit and power at the God Realm that we have fused inside our
bodies. Besides, who stipulated that only the spiritual race could have the spiritual root? I'm pretty sure
that even some humans also have the innate spiritual root, just as some members of the Shura Race
probably do. I guess, to put it bluntly, the spiritual root is a way that the spiritual race has created to
identify talent. Perhaps the only difference is whether it has been recognized officially or not. Also, if it
is widely accepted as the spiritual power, and if it's acknowledged by all three races, it might also
become a standard of measuring one's strength." Rocky analyzed the possibilities. After all, the
spiritual root was a term that was only special among the spiritual race. Since the other two races had
not even heard of it as much, it was quite unlikely for them to actually use it to evaluate the individual
strength of the warriors.
"Well, that does make a lot of sense," Vivian sighed.
"All thanks to my voice of experience." Rocky shot her a charming smile.
"Whatever you say. Anyway, I'm tired. I'm going to rest upstairs." After that, Vivian went straight to her
room on the third floor.
Rocky watched her leave, and then began to study the bamboo bracelet on his wrist.
In his fascination, he spent all night trying to figure it out.
The next morning, Vivian went downstairs to the second floor and found Rocky sitting on the couch
with his legs crossed. A green light was circling around him.
"Were you playing with your new toy the entire night?" Vivian asked, feeling baffled.
"If I'm not mistaken, this treasure must've been forged by the divine race!" Rocky blurted as he looked
up at her.
"The Ethereal Valley is one of the entrances to the Holy-Evil World, right? That means it's normal for
the ancestors of the Wankong Clan to meet the divine race. With that said, I'm afraid it won't be easy
for you to escape in the future since you just took such a treasure from their clan. If you leave, you'll
probably acquire a bad reputation." Vivian couldn't help but tease Rocky.
"Who says I'm going to escape? I have a feeling that we made the right decision coming here,
especially at this point in time. If we can help the Wankong Clan rise again, or better yet, become the
head of the five great clans, they will owe us a favor. That way, it'll be much easier for us to get the help
of the spiritual race in the future," Rocky calculated shrewdly.
"Wow. You're decidedly crafty, you know that? I bet you've already planned it all quite well just like
when you entered the Ghost Fief. If I didn't know any better, I'd say you deliberately stole my position
as the Godly Genius," Vivian snorted in a playful tone.
"Ha-ha! But just for the record, I didn't do that!" Rocky played along as he immediately wore an
expression of grievance.
In the middle of their bantering, they suddenly heard a noise on the first floor.
When they went downstairs to check what was going on, they saw the young master come in along
with a few maids. They were carrying a few sets of gorgeous clothes and boots, as well as some
valuable ornaments.
"Oh, great! You're both up. I have brought you some clothes. Try them on to see if they fit you," the
young master encouraged.
After exchanging glances, Rocky said to Vivian, "Go and try these clothes."
Vivian then picked some and went upstairs.
"Are you comfortable staying here?" The young master seemed concerned when he asked.
"Yes, young master. It's incredible. Thank you for taking care of us so much," Rocky replied and then
flashed a grateful smile.
"You're welcome. It's the least I can do. In fact, I want to express my gratitude towards you. If it weren't
for the both of you, our clan would decline right after the Ethereal Valley open this time." The young
master heaved a sigh.
"This kind of dispute is indeed a bit cruel. I know it's not my place to say anything since I'm an outsider,
but if there's anything I can do to help you, I will definitely do it." Naturally, Rocky's attitude won the
trust of the young master.
"Well, that's exactly what I wanted to ask of you. Now, if you don't mind, consider me as your brother
from now on! Don't call me young master anymore. Just call me Alex," the young master suggested
without any hint of grandiosity.
"Shouldn't I regard you as a sister instead?" Rocky returned with a bright smile.
"Huh?" Alex was stunned.
"Young master, I've known for a while that you are a girl."
"How'd you know?" Alex was totally surprised. Ultimately, only her father, along with some elders and
senior members of the Wankong Clan, knew that their "young master" was actually a female. She
believed that Rocky could not have found out about it since he had just arrived.
"I have a sister who often wears men's clothes, so I'm quite familiar with this feeling," Rocky uttered
euphemistically.
"Ah, I see. I'm sorry for misleading you, Rookie! Indeed, I am a girl. Having been born as the heir of the
family, I was raised as a boy, so I've been used to it for so many years. I didn't deliberately hide my
gender from you. Besides, I could care less whether I am a man or a woman..." Alex explained without
any hesitation.
"I see. It makes no difference anyway," Rocky affirmed her as he nodded his head. Their conversation
made him appreciate Alex's personality. She was not stingy with details. On top of that, she knew how
to manage people and could also keep a cool head when doing things. She even had a sharp
observation. Rocky believed that she would definitely achieve great things in the future.
"On another note, I see that the two of you get along well. People who don't know you might suppose
you've known each other before," Alex commented, vaguely mentioning Vivian.
"It's true that we get along. It's just that Tripp can be cold and aloof, and sometimes he just ignores
me," Rocky responded calmly.
"A-ahem!"
At the same time, a slightly loud cough came from the stairway, catching the attention of both Rocky
and Alex. Then, when they looked in the direction of the sound, they saw Vivian in gorgeous clothes,
making her look even more handsome and fascinating. On her left chest, the word "Wankong" was
embroidered. At a mere glance, she could pass for a genuine noble man.
"Wow, Tripp! Don't walk on the street alone looking like that. Otherwise, all the girls might want to
kidnap you," Rocky remarked in a teasing tone.
However, Vivian did not utter a word and just glared at him.
"Well, Rookie is right. You indeed look marvelous. Even people like me will feel a bit inferior to you,"
Alex added with a modest smile.
Vivian just ignored both their praises. Instead, she turned to Rocky and said, "Come on. It's your turn to
change your clothes."
"Me? Give me a break. I'm already fine with my regular clothes," Rocky immediately refused and
casually waved his hand.
"If you two have the time right now, I can show you around the Wankong Clan residence," Alex
proposed without further ado.
Since Rocky and Vivian thought that it was good timing, they instantly agreed.
After a while, the three of them left the Spring Cloud Pavilion and began touring around the entire clan
residence as they rode the fancy carriage.
While they were on their way, Alex mentioned the history of the Wankong Clan and the current situation
of the entire spiritual race.
It turned out that the ancestors of the five great clans were also the original five tribes of the spiritual
race. Just a few decades ago, their race was living primitively, and their environment was not as
luxurious as what it was today. They only lived in wooden or thatched houses, and even their ruling
system was not very organized.
But after the current leader of the spiritual race took over, the economy of the spiritual race began to
develop at a rapid pace. They started to catch up with the advancement of both the human race and
the Shura Race. Moreover, he obligated the five tribes to establish their own clans and territories in
order to make the spiritual race more prosperous.
Several sects also started sprouting everywhere, although none of them became as huge as the five
great clans. However, in the recent years, these smaller sects, especially one particular sect, quickly
rose to power and even got close to the level of the five great clans—the Myriad Spiritual Hall.
In fact, during the Spiritual Emperor Contest that was previously held in the human race, the young
master of the Myriad Spiritual Hall named Seth got to compete with Rocky. At that time, he was just a
new Spiritual Emperor of the spiritual race.
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