Waste and Pride

"Cough cough." Li Mingru coughed from being choked by Lin Xiaolu's words. Then he spoke to them, "Master, I'll go check first. You three little ones, go find a place to sit for a while."

After saying that, Li Mingru hurriedly ducked into the place where the bookshelves were located and started rummaging around.

It was obvious that Li Mingru was very excited to have picked up a peerless genius.

"Junior brother and sister, sit first. Master will probably take a while." Li Miaoxin pulled the siblings over and found cushions for them to sit on, while Li Mingru's figure shuttled back and forth among those bookshelves, and books would be thrown out from time to time. Moreover, they all looked quite precious, ancient, and full of history.

Sitting against the wall in a corner of the cave, Lin Xiaolu curiously looked around, but didn't find anything particularly special.

Having nothing to do, he glanced around to see if there was anything fun. A wrinkled little booklet caught his attention.

The booklet was tucked away in a corner, very hidden. If Lin Xiaolu hadn't happened to sit in the corner, he probably wouldn't have noticed it.

He was interested because this little booklet was different from the other books. The other books all had words that he couldn't understand.

But this little booklet had very few words and was almost all pictures, which made him instantly curious. He picked up the booklet and curiously flipped through it.

"Xiaolu, what are you looking at?" Li Miaoxin next to him was also curious and glanced over.

"I don't know either, big sister." Lin Xiaolu looked at the little people in the booklet somewhat puzzledly. This booklet was so strange. Why were none of the people inside wearing clothes?

Li Miaoxin also curiously looked over, but as soon as she saw the content of the booklet, she screamed and covered her eyes, "How can Master have this kind of book here? Throw it away quickly!"

Little Yuer next to them also squeezed over curiously, "Brother, what are you looking at?"

Seeing this, Li Miaoxin hurriedly hugged Little Yuer to prevent her from going over, and urged Lin Xiaolu, "Throw it away quickly!"

"Oh, okay." Lin Xiaolu obediently threw it away.

After a while longer, Li Mingru, who had been shuttling back and forth among the bookshelves, finally came out.

At this moment, he still hadn't recovered from the shock, as if he had discovered something incredible.

Li Miaoxin curiously asked, "Master, how's my junior sister?"

"It's confirmed." Li Mingru took a deep breath and slowly said, "Little Yuer's situation is simply a case of monstrous talent, a once in ten thousand years peerless genius!"

"But..." Li Miaoxin was stunned for a moment, exclaiming, "Junior sister is a bit too much of a monster. She's only half an incense stick old and can already sense the spiritual qi of heaven and earth!"

Li Mingru smiled and said, "Miaoxin, do you still remember when your eldest senior brother first sensed the spiritual qi of heaven and earth?"

"Five days." Li Miaoxin answered without hesitation.

"That's right." Li Mingru nodded. Looking at Little Yuer in front of him as if she was a precious treasure, he excitedly said,

"I really didn't expect this! I, Li Mingru, am lazy by nature. I love fine wine and beautiful women, and enjoy life. At first when Master Sister asked me to take over Plucking Stars branch, I was unwilling. Only after Master Sister coaxed and bribed me did I reluctantly agree. But now, I've actually received Little Yuer, an unheard of, unprecedented peerless genius. If this continues, my Plucking Stars branch really won't be allowed to keep a low profile anymore! Hahaha~"

Seeing Li Mingru so happy, Li Miaoxin also joyfully laughed, "Congratulations Master for obtaining such a peerless genius disciple as junior sister."

Li Mingru guffawed a few times, casually saying, "Little Yuer, from now on, follow your senior sister to cultivate well. You must work hard and not waste your talents, understand?"

The girl seemed to vaguely understand and obediently nodded.

Then, Li Mingru reached out his hand and a blue glow lit up in his palm. A small sword, a pill, and a talisman appeared in his hand.

"This is the Phoenix Blood Sword, Bone Tempering Pill, and Transmission Talisman."

Li Mingru introduced them one by one, "The Phoenix Blood Sword will recognize its master if blood is dripped on it, and has the function of protecting its master, automatically fighting enemies. Cultivators below Foundation Establishment are almost no match for the Phoenix Blood Sword.

The Bone Tempering Pill, after consuming, can lay a foundation for your body and greatly benefit your future cultivation.

The Transmission Talisman, if you encounter an enemy that even the Phoenix Blood Sword can't deal with, just crush this talisman. Within a radius of 300 li of Emei, your Master here will arrive immediately!"

"Quickly thank Master." Seeing this, Li Miaoxin hurriedly urged Little Yuer. Little Yuer also hurriedly kneeled down after hearing this and obediently nodded her head, "Thank you, Master."

"Hahaha..." Li Mingru laughed heartily, "These are just ordinary magic tools. But they are completely sufficient for you now. Good disciple, cultivate well. In the future, give your Master some face."

After saying that, it seemed like he thought of something again and glanced at Lin Xiaolu next to him from the corner of his eye.

At this moment, Lin Xiaolu also had an excited smile on his face. Li Mingru could see that he was truly and wholeheartedly happy for his sister, not to mention jealousy, not even a hint of envy could be seen. His impression of this child unconsciously became even better.

Speaking of which, he himself hadn't expected that in order to deal with Master Sister, he had randomly brought back two disciples down the mountain, but had actually picked up such a peerless genius. His luck really made even him sigh in admiration—in this world, even the luck of good-looking people is better!

After mentally sighing, Li Mingru looked at Lin Xiaolu again.

These two were siblings with blood ties. Since the younger sister was so gifted, the older brother probably wouldn't be too bad.

Even if he wasn't as exaggerated as Little Yuer, he was probably about the same as his eldest disciple. That would be great too.

Oh well, since he had obtained such a good disciple as Little Yuer today, he would make an exception this time and use his Golden Pupils to take a look at Lin Xiaolu's talents.

"Xiaolu, come here." Li Mingru beckoned and said, "Master will use Golden Pupils to see how your talents are."

"Oh, okay." Lin Xiaolu casually walked up to Li Mingru and chuckled, "I guess it's probably about the same as my sister's."

Li Miaoxin next to them also smiled. Indeed, for blood-related siblings, their talents probably wouldn't differ too much.

At this moment, with a movement of his mind, Li Mingru's eyes instantly rippled with faint golden liquid, turning blood red in a flash. Then he looked at Lin Xiaolu.

And with this look, Li Mingru was shocked again.

Inside Lin Xiaolu, it was empty, nothing at all!

What was most fatal was that his Innate True Qi was thick and muddy!

Innate True Qi was the innate breath within every person.

The thinner the Innate True Qi, the easier it was to perceive the spiritual qi of heaven and earth. This was a kind of innate talent.

But most people's Innate True Qi was quite thick, which was also the main reason why most people were destined to be ordinary people in this life, unable to cultivate.

Yet Lin Xiaolu's Innate True Qi was the thickest Li Mingru had ever seen in his life! It was like a wall, such people were doomed to be insensitive to the spiritual qi of heaven and earth, and could even be rejected by it!

Not to mention he couldn't cultivate into immortality, with his level of trash, even if he died and his corpse was struck by lightning, he probably still wouldn't turn into a zombie!

He and Little Yuer were two extremes.

One extremely thick, one extremely thin.

So from the perspective of cultivation, Little Yuer was a peerless monster genius.

While Lin Xiaolu was a peerless trash, and moreover one that was beyond salvation!

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