Quick Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder's Mother is a God-Level Boss

Chapter 97 The Revival of Spiritual Qi: My Mother is a Cultivator (Part 3)

Seeing that the cultivators were about to appear, Yu Sheng couldn't care less about targeting Si Ran anymore and quickly ran to Bai Mumu's side.

However, he had no spiritual roots, and he was stopped as soon as he reached the checkpoint.

He could only let out a desperate roar.

"Mu Mu, don't forget me when you go to the cultivation world."

Bai Mumu gave Yu Sheng an awkward smile and then turned her back.

Feeling the gazes of those around her, she even had the urge to kill Yu Sheng. At this moment, attracting attention was hardly a good thing.

"Ranran, you should go now. We won't take up any more of your time."

Liu Xu quickly nudged Si Ran, not wanting her good friend to lose the initiative.

Si Ran nodded heavily, composed herself, and ran towards the center of the square.

Meanwhile, the young men from the Misty Sect who had just arrived carefully examined the portrait in their hands, for this was an order given by the sect leader.

"Senior Brother, do you think we'll be able to find Junior Sister Si Ran today?"

The silver-haired boy asked with a curious expression.

"Whether we can do it today or not, this is a task we must complete this time."

Looking at the sea of ​​people in front of him, Lu Yunqi was also unsure of himself.

"They're out, they're out."

Students who had been found to have spiritual roots lined up one by one, and the college students were quite well-mannered in this regard.

The order in which sects from the cultivation world emerge from the teleportation portal is based on their rankings from the previous sect competition.

Si Yan's Misty Sect replaced the Spirit Soaring Sect, and correspondingly inherited the Spirit Soaring Sect's ranking, so its position was also quite low.

The Qingyun Sect, ranked first, was the first to appear, and the crowd erupted in cheers.

"As expected of the Qingyun Sect, ranked number one in the cultivation world, their aura is truly extraordinary."

"I hope I'll be incredibly lucky and get selected by the Qingyun Sect."

"Hey, do you think you can make up for a lack of spiritual roots with beauty?"

A sweet-looking girl said playfully.

"Please, you'd be better off daydreaming. Didn't you see how those cultivators look? They'd blow all the celebrities on the internet out of the water."

The woman in white standing to the side looked disdainful. If this shortcut were available, someone would have already taken it; it wouldn't be her turn.

"Three spiritual roots: metal, wood, and earth; purity level four; receive a yellow card. Next."

The elites of the cultivation sects spontaneously divided into many small teams, since everyone wanted to finish as soon as possible and go back.

They were just here to go through the motions and earn some merit; they didn't expect any geniuses to emerge from the lower realm, which had only seen a few years of spiritual revival.

As they listened to the praise around them, their expressions grew colder and colder.

"Please be quiet, I won't choose someone who's too noisy."

A female cultivator dressed in a light green, wide-sleeved, flowing fairy dress said in a cold voice.

The people in her row didn't dare to breathe loudly, afraid of angering her.

Si Ran was in a different line, which happened to be the same line as the silver-haired guy from last year.

When it was Si Ran's turn, the silver-haired boy was still casually staring at the spirit-testing bead.

The numbers were announced listlessly.

"Si Ran, dual spiritual roots of water and wood, red card. Next."

"Wait! Si Ran?"

The silver-haired boy hurriedly called out to Si Ran, who was heading towards the red card area.

Si Ran turned around in confusion after hearing this.

"What business do you have, Immortal?"

The silver-haired boy took out the portrait from his arms and examined it carefully, his eyes growing more and more excited with each look.

"Si Ran, your name is Si Ran, right?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

Si Ran looked completely bewildered.

"Is your mother's name Si Yan?"

Si Ran became excited when she heard Si Yan's name.

"Do you know my mother? Where is she? Is she alright?"

The silver-haired boy didn't pay attention to what Si Ran asked; he was so immersed in joy that he couldn't pull himself out and shouted loudly.

"Senior Brother, I've found Si Ran!"

"What!"

Lu Yunqi suddenly looked up at the silver-haired boy. After seeing Si Ran's appearance clearly, he made a gesture to the silver-haired boy, instructing him to keep Si Ran there until he arrived.

Everyone looked at Si Ran in surprise.

There was a lot of discussion among the crowd.

"By the way, does any of you know who this Si Ran is?"

"I don't know, it probably isn't from our school."

"It seems she has powerful backers in the cultivation world. I think that silver-haired immortal master was quite surprised to see her."

However, Si Ran ignored the surrounding discussions and stared intently at the silver-haired boy.

Seeing that she hadn't received a response, Si Ran couldn't help but tear up.

"Please, tell me, where is my mother?"

The silver-haired boy only then noticed Si Ran's condition and was momentarily at a loss.

"Si Ran, don't cry, your mother is fine. Our mission here is to find you."

"Oh, by the way, look, this is a portrait your mother drew herself."

The silver-haired boy hurriedly handed the portrait in his hand to Si Ran.

Si Ran took it and saw that it was indeed a portrait of herself, with her mother's handwritten signature in the lower right corner.

Thank goodness, Mom is really alive!

Si Ran wanted to look up and thank the silver-haired boy, but before she could speak, two lines of tears fell down her cheeks.

She quickly turned around, hastily wiping away her tears with both hands, composed herself, and looked at the silver-haired boy again.

What should I call you?

"Hey, you can just call me Third Senior Brother. Your mother, Si Yan, is our instructor and also the sect leader of our Misty Sect."

The silver-haired boy said cheerfully.

But after hearing what the boy in front of her said, Si Ran couldn't help but click her tongue in amazement.

"You said my mother is the sect leader, and she's also your master?"

"Yes, I didn't say anything wrong, so what?"

The silver-haired boy asked, puzzled.

Si Ran couldn't help but swallow.

"You haven't mistaken me for someone else, have you? My mother is just an ordinary person."

"What? An ordinary person? Junior sister, you're the one who misunderstands your mother."

The silver-haired boy still felt lingering fear when he recalled Si Yan's violent suppression of him.

However, Si Ran still found it unbelievable that her mother, who had been missing for five years, had suddenly become the sect leader of the cultivation world.

So, is it true that forty is the age to start striving?

Si Ran looked completely bewildered.

How would you feel if someone told you, without your knowledge, that your mother had become a big shot and you could relax now?