Alex helped many people, but not as many as he would’ve hoped to help. There were perhaps too many healers in the festivals and all of them were doing their work quite well, helping people that came to them.

He still helped all those who came for him, all of whom left happily. Another person came by and stayed next to him, watching him heal another person. They left once the person was healed.

Alex was very much weirded out by the experience, but it didn’t take him long to realize that these people were making sure he was actually a healer and not someone giving away fake pills to people.

Once he understood that, he did not mind the many people who came for his help.

Most of the people who came were people with weak cultivation bases and ones who could not afford to pay to get healed. Everyone had their own problems and money was one of the many problems for them as well.

Alex supposed he had to understand what the issue was too. Because the Immortal world was one where it was easy for anyone to cultivate, the sects usually only took the talented ones, leaving the weaker ones to be rogue cultivators.

Even those who were considered poor but acceptable in terms of talent in lower worlds were completely rejected from any chance to cultivate. These people had to cultivate on their own, and that was not an easy thing to do.

This festival that took place every few decades was a boon to them that they could not explain to someone who was privileged enough to have been brought up in a less unfortunate situation.

There were many people with regular issues that Alex helped, many with diseases that either needed pastes or pills. There were others where the person simply had to change the way they went about their cultivation, by maybe changing their cultivation techniques.

The sun went down and the sky became dark, and yet the festival kept going. Lanterns lit up the place as brightly as if it was daytime and people kept visiting all the healers.

There were many people that were only just arriving in the city, so the festival would last for over a month at this rate. Some healers would leave soon and others would take their place, but most would stay right there, helping people until they could help no more.

Around morning on the second day, Alex came across an interesting issue he didn’t know how he could deal with.

A person had come to him to tell him that he wanted to learn about his own bloodline. It was a young True realm cultivator, who knew that he was a descendant of a beast, but he did not know what beast that was.

He had been going around from person to person, asking if he could be helped. After no one had been able to help him, he had come to Alex, one of the many people to ask on his journey.

The young man clearly didn’t expect Alex to be of help since people older and richer than him hadn’t been able to help him, but he still came anyway. There was no point in skipping out on cultivators.

Alex looked at the man closely. The only thing that gave away the fact that he was a descendant of a beast was the fact that he had slightly greenish eyes. Everything else was just too ordinary to be determined if it had been inherited from a beast.

Alex checked the young man in further detail to see if he could find some connection. He knew about many beasts at this point, but not all of them. So, he wasn’t sure if he could be of help, but he still tried to.

He checked the young man’s body, quickly noticing another thing that was a bit unique to him. One of his spiritual roots was of a variant element. His Earth spiritual root was in fact part Crystal.

Crystal was a sub-element of Earth, which meant that every technique this young man used with Earth, if he switched the intent to using crystal alone would make the change happen.

Crystal was generally stronger and harder than Earth, so it was quite a good thing. It could still create Earth Qi, but it was of a weaker variety if he did so.

Alex explained that to the young man, but it appeared he already knew that. E only wanted to know what beast his bloodline had come from.

“Can you help me, senior?” the young man asked.

Alex wasn’t sure if he could. Many beasts had Crystal spiritual root, so he couldn’t just make a random guess. And with how little the bloodline affected the rest of the young man, it was hard to make an educated guess as well.

Alex sighed. He wished he could help the man, but in the end, he couldn’t. He had to tell him to find someone else who could help him better. It would be one thing if he had a way to test bloodlines easily, but since he didn’t, he had to let the young man go.

“I’m sorry, I cannot help you. This is not something I am very familiar with, so you will have to ask someone else,” Alex said.

The young man gave a meek little smile and bowed in thanks nonetheless. He had expected the result. He turned around and walked away.

Alex watched the young man leave, knowing that he was most likely going to get rejections everywhere. He looked in the direction he had come from and it had been from his master.

If even Silvermist couldn’t help him then, no one could. ‘Unless someone has an encyclopedic knowledge of beasts and bloodlines, he’s not going to gain any help here,” Alex thought.

As he thought along the line, he paused for a second.

‘Bloodline knowledge?’ he thought, something stirring in the back of his mind. He quickly focused on what he was trying to remember and remembered something from a long time ago.

“Young man!” he shouted.

The young man who was halfway way to another healer paused and turned around. “Me?” he asked.

“Come back!” Alex shouted, gesturing him to return.

The young man was confused. “Can I be of assistance, senior?” he asked.

“No, I am going to be of assistance,” Alex said, bringing out a small vial. “Put your blood in here.”

“Sorry?” the young man asked in a confused look.

“I need some blood to test your bloodline. I cannot promise you will get an answer, but there is a chance,” Alex said.

The young man felt hope in his heart that he hadn’t felt in a long time. He nodded, bleeding a bit into the bottle.

Alex took the bottle and nodded. “Wait here, I’ll be back in ab it,” he said, quickly walking into the barrier that was there for privacy reasons, should something like that arrive.

The young man didn’t know what was happening, but he hadn’t seen anyone yet act like this before. Maybe… maybe there was a chance.

He knew he couldn’t hope as it would lead to disappointment, but seeing how Alex acted, he couldn’t help but hope.