Rebirth: I was born into the Golden Elixir Stage

"Junior brother."

After Zhu Wuhen came out, Chen Diji flew over happily on a stick. He stopped not far from Zhu Wuhen, held his head high, and stared at Zhu Wuhen with his bright eyes.

His eyes looked at Zhu Wuhen from top to bottom, and finally stopped at Zhu Wuhen's dantian.

Zhu Wuhen's Dantian was no longer lifeless as before, but was now emitting vitality and overflowing with spiritual energy.

Sure enough.

Chen Diji can see it at a glance.

Now that Eighth Junior Brother’s spiritual roots have recovered, he can probably practice like an ordinary person.

"Eighth Junior Brother, have your spiritual roots recovered?" Ruan Moli looked at Zhu Wuhen in disbelief. He really couldn't understand what had happened in the past six months that actually allowed Zhu Wuhen's spiritual roots to recover.

"Logically speaking, the sword manual given by Master Chu Yi should not have such a great effect. It took Master Chu Yi two hundred years to restore his spiritual roots. How come it only took half a year for Eighth Junior Brother?"

Ruan Moli muttered to himself in disbelief. He looked at Zhu Wuhen over and over again but couldn't find anything wrong.

Zhu Wuhen nodded under the gaze of everyone, and he admitted that his spiritual roots had been repaired.

At first, it was just Ruan Moli circling Zhu Wuhen, and then Xie Zhaoli and Jie Chunan also followed behind Ruan Moli, circling around him, trying to find some clues from Zhu Wuhen.

But no matter how many times they looked at it, they didn't find any problems.

"Eighth Junior Brother, I don't know how your spiritual roots recovered." Xie Chunan stopped first and said seriously, "But if you take a shortcut to repair your spiritual roots, it will only hurt you."

"If you collude with the monsters, we at Jianfeng...will never forgive you."

This was the first time Zhu Wuhen saw Xie Chunan so serious. He immediately felt his scalp tingling. What should he say? Should he tell the truth? But what if he implicated Senior Zhu San and Senior Brother Qi?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Chen Diji.

Xie Zhaoli, who was standing aside, naturally noticed Zhu Wuhen's gaze, and he immediately thought of Zhu San, whose abilities were unfathomable.

Presumably, the Eighth Junior Brother’s spiritual roots were able to recover in such a short time, thanks to Seventh Junior Brother.

Alas...this is also a great opportunity for Eighth Junior Brother!

“Forget it.” After Xie Zhaoli guessed it, he quickly stepped forward and placed himself between Jie Chunan and Zhu Wuhen. He winked at Jie Chunan and said kindly, “As long as Eighth Junior Brother’s spiritual roots have recovered, we don’t need to ask any more questions. I believe that with Eighth Junior Brother’s character, he will definitely not do something like colluding with monsters.”

"Besides..." He glanced around and lowered his voice to Xie Chunan's ear, "We should handle the internal affairs ourselves, so we should not discuss it outside."

"Besides... Junior Brother Eight is close to Junior Brother Seven, and Junior Brother Seven's father is the powerful Senior Zhu. Do you think... he needs to go looking for monsters?"

He lowered his voice so low that even Ruan Moli, who had just come closer, couldn't hear it clearly. After hearing this, Xie Chunan coughed twice to clear his throat. He said, "We'll talk about this when we get back. Now that the exam is over, let's go! Let's go back to the peak."

Xie Chunan also felt that it was inappropriate to discuss this matter outside. He looked around and saw more and more people surrounding him. He immediately turned around and said, "Since it's over, let's go back."

After that, he turned to Chen Wanruo and said, "Junior Sister Chen, since my eighth junior brother has successfully obtained the sword, we will leave with him."

Chen Wanruo's eyelashes drooped slightly, she nodded and raised her hand to signal.

Seeing this, Xie Chunan and his group left in a hurry.

Just as Chen Diji was about to leave, two voices suddenly came into his ears.

"Fourth brother!"

"Junior brother!"

The two voices came from two different directions. He first looked at Prince Yi, and then at Chen Zixuan.

He stood there motionless, not knowing which direction to go.

Prince Yi came over first. He stared into Chen Diji's eyes and said, "Junior brother, you made quite a splash in the last competition."

"Take the sword master away, please split the sword cliff in two, Junior Brother, when did you become so powerful?"

Chen Diji did not hide anything. He said, "I am so powerful!"

He spoke seriously, his eyes sparkling as he looked into Prince Yi's eyes.

But the person in front of him was too young. He was only three years old, not to mention that he had no spiritual roots. Prince Yi could hardly believe what he said.

How come Chen Diji, who was just an ordinary person half a year ago, seemed to have become stronger than himself half a year later?

He was able to reach the foundation-building stage at the age of five, firstly because his spiritual roots were natural spiritual roots, and secondly because his family invested a lot of resources.

But even so, he was not as powerful as Chen Diji when he was three years old!

When he was three years old, he had just learned how to draw Qi into the body!

Prince Yi's brows were furrowed, Chen Diji's mouth was red, and his voice was soft. He said, "Brother Ziyi, Diji didn't lie. Diji is very powerful."

Prince Yi didn't think that Chen Diji was lying, he was just a little curious. After all, his strength was growing too fast, and he was afraid that there might be some problems.

His grandfather once taught him that one must not rush into cultivation and that one must lay a solid foundation first. He was afraid that Chen Diji would take a dangerous path.

"Brother, you frowned." Chen Diji saw that Prince Yi had not spoken, so he said, "Don't worry, I am indeed strong. If you don't believe that I am strong enough, then you should know that my master is Immortal Chu Yi."

"How come the disciple of Immortal Chu Yi can't fly with a sword?"

Chen Diji spoke seriously, and Prince Yi's worries disappeared. He scratched his head and laughed, "But speaking of it, Junior Brother, how did you become so powerful? Last time you flew out, I didn't even see your shadow."

"But I'm happy for you that you can become stronger, Senior Brother. I hope that we can become the two most powerful people in Liuli Sect in the future."

"Oh, and Junior Brother Zhu, his spiritual roots should have recovered! Not bad, not bad. From what I see, he's no worse than me."

"Hehe..." Before Chen Diji could answer, he saw Chen Zixuan coming over.

"Fourth brother." Chen Zixuan walked over and raised his hand to touch Chen Diji's head, but was immediately blocked by Prince Yi.

"What are you doing?" Taizi Yi looked a little unhappy, "Third Senior Brother, I heard...you go to bother my junior brother every day?"

Thinking of this, Prince Yi was furious. He had barely met Chen Diji! Why did this third brother, whom he had just met, have such a great reputation?

This scene happened to be seen by Ye Wuzong who came rushing over. In just a moment, he immediately flew between the two of them and slapped Prince Yi on the head.

"You little bastard, you have no respect for your elders! I will teach you a lesson!"