The Spirit Trial Li Tian walked toward the crowded courtyard, watching the disciples gather near the Spirit testing ground gate like iron shavings pulled toward a lodestone. He tapped the shoulder of a younger boy at the edge of the group. "What is happening here today?" The disciple turned, his face tightening with instant disappointment. He looked at Li Tian as if he had just asked why the sun rises. "You don't know? Today is the clan Spirit Trial." Li Tian offered a hollow laugh, scratching the back of his neck as the boy walked away, muttering under his breath. So this is the clan Spirit Trial. Fragments of memory from the original owner of this body clicked into place. Once a year, the Li Celestial Clan forced every disciple to stand before the Spirit Orb to lay bare a year's worth of blood, sweat, and secret training. The orb didn't care about excuses. It read the qi, calculated the depth of the foundation, and slammed the results onto the monument screen for the ent