Two consecutive purple-seed disciples— even someone as composed as Elder Howard burst out laughing: “Ten years ago, the head of the Shangqing Sect in the Great Qing Kingdom, Old Longbrow, took in a red-seed disciple and boasted that within three hundred years he would surpass our Taichu Sect. But today, our Taichu Sect has produced two purple-seed disciples in a row— isn’t that a thousand times stronger than the Shangqing Sect?”

Even among the supreme sects, it’s rare to see even a single purple-seed disciple in thousands of years. Yet today, on Emperor’s Peak, two purple-seeds have appeared consecutively. This would be unimaginable for any other supreme sect. Elder Howard’s current composure is not only not a loss of decorum, but actually quite steady.

With Jason Bolton and George Washington as purple-seed disciples, the rise of the Taichu Sect is inevitable. It may even surpass some of the supreme sects. One can imagine that with Jason Bolton and George Washington, the Taichu Sect will flourish and become incredibly powerful!

“Uncle Howard, my Bamboogreen Hall has always had good relations with the Li royal family. Every year we send them hundreds of various elixirs. George Washington must have grown up on the pills I refined. Isn’t it only natural for him to become my disciple?” Ethan Green was the first to jump out, not caring that his calm and collected image was now in shambles. Adam Grant had already thrown away his dignity just to recruit a gray-seed disciple— so why should he care about his own image?

“Pah, he should come to my Hundred Flowers Hall instead…”

Emily Reed had just started to speak when Adam Grant, harboring a grudge, interrupted sarcastically: “Cultivators must avoid lust above all. If the six roots are impure and the seven emotions unbroken, how can one seek the supreme Dao? The Hundred Flowers Hall is dominated by yin and lacking in yang. If George Washington goes there, won’t what little masculine energy he has be completely suppressed? It’s better not to go.”

“Adam Grant, you…”

Having already recruited Ryan Bolton, Adam Grant knew he had no chance, so he fanned the flames with a look of schadenfreude: “Adam Grant isn’t entirely wrong, but nothing is absolute. Not all women are seductresses…”

Seeing the atmosphere turning sour, Elder Howard interrupted Adam Grant’s attempt to smooth things over and said, “George Washington, like Jason Bolton, will decide whom to study under after reaching the Immortal Seedling stage. There’s no need for you all to argue further.”

With the headmaster’s final word, no one else objected, and the testing continued.

The next thirty disciples tested were all colorless weak-seeds, but this did nothing to dampen Elder Howard’s good mood. Even getting a single gray-seed would have been a gain, let alone producing two supreme purple-seeds.

No one noticed, however, that after George Washington was also revealed to be a supreme purple-seed, the look he gave Jason Bolton was no longer one of admiration or recruitment, but of hostility.

Both were supreme purple-seeds, but there was only one headmaster position in the Taichu Sect. Whether it was Jason Bolton or George Washington, both harbored considerable ambition. Neither was easy to deal with, and they were destined to become rivals.

“Next, Henry Sullivan!”

Finally, it was Henry Sullivan’s turn to test his immortal seed. Because he had punched William Parker the night before, even the princely George Washington gave way to him and tried to recruit him with kind words. This made people speculate that Henry Sullivan must be very strong, and they all wondered what kind of immortal seed he would have.

Henry Sullivan strode up to the testing platform, bowed respectfully to Elder Leaf, and placed his hand into the cold [Mirror-Eye of Immortals].

As Henry Sullivan stepped onto the platform, a trace of surprise flashed in Elder Leaf’s eyes. Henry Sullivan was not only imposing and mature beyond his years, but unlike the other disciples, he showed no timidity in front of him. Moreover, there was a faint but exceptionally pure spiritual energy emanating from his body.

Even disciples with the best natural talent and purple seeds showed no spiritual energy fluctuations before their immortal seed sprouted. It was extremely rare for someone to emit spiritual energy before the seedling stage, usually a sign of extraordinary aptitude, which made Elder Leaf look forward to Henry Sullivan’s test result.

The [Mirror-Eye of Immortals] seemed to have a magic that could peer into one’s heart. As soon as Henry Sullivan placed his hand on it, it produced a sticky force that held his hand in place.

Elder Leaf sent a stream of immortal energy into it, and at that moment, the [Mirror-Eye of Immortals] seemed to see through Henry Sullivan’s body. After a faint buzzing, it emitted a weak light— but no color at all.

A colorless weak-seed, the lowest and most feeble kind, on the verge of death!

Below the stage, George Washington and the others let out a sigh, while William Parker’s gaze turned cold as he began plotting his revenge. William Parker was also a gray-seed, and couldn’t compare to Jason Bolton or George Washington. After reaching the Immortal Seedling stage, it was a foregone conclusion that he would join one of the four great halls. Henry Sullivan, as a weak-seed, was no match for him at all.

Surrounded by a crowd, Jason Bolton sneered and cursed him as trash. Henry Sullivan’s aptitude was indeed terrible. Once his own spiritual techniques were perfected, it would be time for Henry Sullivan to suffer! The sycophants around Jason Bolton, sensing the bad blood between the two from the same hometown, flattered Ryan Bolton while belittling Henry Sullivan. These low-level bootlicking antics made Jason Bolton feel extremely pleased, his confidence soaring, and the frustration of being suppressed by Henry Sullivan for sixteen years was instantly released.

With Henry Sullivan revealed as a weak-seed, a trace of doubt flashed in Elder Leaf’s eyes. How could someone with innate spiritual energy have such poor aptitude? The [Mirror-Eye of Immortals] couldn’t possibly be wrong, so he must have been mistaken.

Having already tested two purple-seeds, Elder Leaf didn’t dwell on Henry Sullivan’s result. He gave him a regretful look and encouraged him: “Don’t lose heart, work hard! The path of cultivation is full of possibilities. Hard work and opportunity can make up for a lack of innate talent!”