Seeking Fortune and Avoiding Evil in the Cultivation World Chapter 770 - 392: Two Hundred Thousand Qi Cultivation Stage Cultivators, the Thriving Sect

"Impossible, is this a dream? Do you truly possess the talent of a Celestial Spirit Root?"

The cultivators from the Primordial Talisman Sect immediately conducted a test on Song Yuming’s spirit root. To their utter shock, the results confirmed that he was indeed a rare Celestial Spirit Root cultivator.

Every cultivator present stared at Song Yuming with looks of pure astonishment.

Even at its current scale, the Primordial Talisman Sect—which oversees a population of a billion mortals—claims only a tiny handful of Celestial Spirit Root cultivators.

Any individual who manifests such talent is instantly qualified to be named a true disciple of the Primordial Talisman Sect.

It is widely accepted that such a person is destined to reach the Nascent Soul stage in the future, provided they do not meet an early end.

From the very moment they begin, they stand far above the ranks of ordinary cultivators.

"Celestial Spirit Root?"

Song Yuming blinked in confusion upon hearing the term.

Elder Dao had previously informed him that he possessed the Celestial Spirit Root talent and was a cultivation prodigy.

He hadn't thought much of it at the time.

Under the oppressive rule of the demon race, he could have been turned into a meal at any second.

What value does a cultivation genius have if they never get the chance to grow? A genius without the opportunity to develop is effectively no different from a common mortal.

However, since being saved by the Primordial Talisman Sect, he began to understand that high-level cultivation talent carried immense weight.

One only had to look at the stunned faces of these Primordial Talisman Sect cultivators to realize the truth.

For him, this was undoubtedly a massive stroke of luck.

"Haha, this is incredible! We actually stumbled upon a Celestial Spirit Root cultivator."

"With a Celestial Spirit Root in our hands, it wouldn't even matter if none of the other mortals had a spirit root at all."

"Exactly. The talent of a Celestial Spirit Root is simply monstrous; it cannot be compared to ordinary cultivators like us. They can achieve Foundation Establishment in a mere ten years—it’s a world of difference."

"Isn’t that the truth? All those senior brothers who rose to become true disciples reached Foundation Establishment within a decade. Word is that achieving the Golden Core stage only takes them a few dozen years, or a century at the most."

"The disparity between individuals is just too vast, as is the gap in their innate talent."

Many of the Primordial Talisman Sect cultivators whispered among themselves, their voices thick with emotion.

Ever since they began walking the path of cultivation, they had come to realize just how vital talent truly was.

They often struggled for years of bitter cultivation just to advance a single minor realm.

Yet, for a Celestial Spirit Root cultivator, there is no need for elixirs to progress a full level within a year.

To them, bottlenecks simply do not exist.

Furthermore, the discovery of such a Celestial Spirit Root cultivator was a monumental blessing for the Primordial Talisman Sect.

It signaled that the foundation of the Human Race was about to reach new heights.

Within a few centuries, the Primordial Talisman Sect would likely produce numerous Nascent Soul cultivators.

At that point, the Primordial Talisman Sect would be strong enough to stand alone against various demon races.

Only through the constant emergence of such Human Race geniuses can there be great hope for the days to come.

"Fellow brothers, do you happen to know the total number of disciples currently in the Primordial Talisman Sect?"

Song Yuming inquired with curiosity.

"Well, only the Lord Sect Master knows the precise figures."

"However, by our rough guesses, the number of Qi Cultivation stage cultivators has likely exceeded two hundred thousand."

A cultivator from the Primordial Talisman Sect gave a small smile.

They maintained a very friendly demeanor toward Song Yuming, the Celestial Spirit Root cultivator.

They knew that once he was initiated as a true disciple, his cultivation and status would quickly eclipse their own.

Naturally, they wished to build a favorable relationship with him now.

"Two hundred thousand Qi Cultivation stage cultivators?"

"Is that considered a large number, or a small one?"

Song Yuming was taken aback by the figure, unable to grasp the significance of the number.

After all, the Primordial Talisman Sect ruled over a billion mortals.

Compared to that, two hundred thousand Qi Cultivation stage cultivators seemed like a massive disparity.

"It is a great many, of course."

"Spirit roots are rare, appearing in perhaps only one in ten thousand people."

"Even if mortals might have a tiny chance of finding the path through martial arts..."

"The issue is that the number of practitioners who can successfully transition from martial arts to the path is incredibly low."

"When you add it all up over the years, reaching two hundred thousand Qi Cultivation stage cultivators is an amazing feat."

A Primordial Talisman Sect cultivator clarified.

Understanding that Song Yuming was a mortal with little knowledge of the world of cultivation, they didn't mind explaining the rarity of spirit roots.

Once someone possesses a spirit root, they are already elevated above the masses of mortals.

They are the recognized geniuses of the human race.

"Is our Primordial Talisman Sect a recent creation?"

Song Yuming felt compelled to ask.

He had gathered from the cultivators' remarks that the Primordial Talisman Sect hadn't existed for very long.

It wasn't an ancient entity established for eons, as he had first assumed.

"Haha, it seems you aren't familiar with the history of our Primordial Talisman Sect."

"As it stands, yes, our sect is quite new."

"It has been around for no more than fifty years."

"Thus, our sect is viewed as being in its youth."

"If our sect had been established for several centuries, or even a millennium, do you think we would have permitted those demons to run wild and slaughter our kin?"

Several Primordial Talisman Sect cultivators spoke with sharp hostility.

Most of them were not those who had been enslaved by demons, but rather the new humans raised within the Ten Thousand Beasts Secret Realm.

They represented the new generation of humans from the Western Continent.

Consequently, they did not harbor a deep-seated fear of the demon race.

Had they been mortals who spent their lives enslaved by demons, they would never have possessed such boldness.

Those people had been broken by the demon race, their terror magnified beyond measure.