If Heaven hadn't given birth to me, I would be arrogant.

"Young Master...you...you?" The maid behind him finally reacted and stammered. The most heartbroken person in the Zong family, besides Zong Ze's elders, would probably be this maid who had served Zong Ze since childhood.

"Hmm... Pomegranate, I'm awake!" Zong Ze felt a chill run down his spine at the thought of the maid's name. Although the language of this Holy Word Continent was different from the language of China, the maid named Pomegranate always reminded Zong Ze of the violent woman in the movie he had seen back then who loved SM.

"Oh! That's great! I'll go tell the old lady you're awake right now!" With that, Shiliu dashed off. In her joy, she completely failed to realize one crucial point: the wooden chair Zongze was sitting on was made from the branches of a thousand-year-old frost tree. Even with her strength as a level two martial artist, she couldn't possibly break the armrest with her bare hands, so how could the young master, who was practically powerless, possibly snap it in half with a single blow?

Ignoring Shiliu's departure, Zongze began to ponder: "Unbelievable! My senior brother passed on the Heart Sutra of Nature to me, making me the only immortal cultivator in the cultivation world. Just as the judge said, I finally succeeded in possessing a body. But I never imagined that the self that succeeded in possessing the body would no longer exist in that world!"

But how did he come into this world? And how did he inexplicably possess the body of this little guy also named Zongze? Zongze had no idea about any of this. Slowly, fragments of memories pieced together a whole memory in Zongze's mind!

It turns out that after Zong Ze obtained the Nature's Heart Sutra from his senior brother, he spent a hundred years cultivating it to become the number one expert in the cultivation world. After all, this Heart Sutra originated from the Immortal Realm. No cultivation method in the cultivation world could compare to the Nature's Heart Sutra.

Furthermore, in order to find an opportunity to possess another body, Zong Ze wandered the mortal world for many years. Even if people in the cultivation world wanted to cause him trouble, they couldn't find him. And because he lacked a soul, mortals couldn't see his existence at all. Thus, Zong Ze truly lived in the mortal world for four hundred years.

Over four hundred years, Zong Ze witnessed the rise and fall of dynasty after dynasty. He also witnessed the invasion of China. If he hadn't lacked the power to attack ordinary people, he probably would have already single-handedly stormed that small island nation.

For the last few decades of his life, Zong Ze spent most of his time in various hospitals. In those days, hospitals were probably the only place to find stillborn fetuses of Shan Yi and Po. But who knew that one day, while he was wandering around a hospital, a nameless bolt of lightning, similar to a cultivator's tribulation, suddenly struck him on the head, knocking him unconscious. When he awoke, he found himself already in a fetus.

Zongze was very puzzled by this situation. According to the judge's words back then, he should have possessed the baby's body when it was about to be born, and then emerged from the mother's womb. But he looked like he was only a few months old in the womb, so it seemed that something had gone wrong during the possession process.

However, despite the mistake, now that he had already possessed the body, Zong Ze certainly wouldn't let go of this golden opportunity. It's important to understand that a fetus absorbs entirely innate energy while in the womb. This innate energy dissipates after the fetus leaves the mother's body. Only by cultivating back to the Golden Core stage in the cultivation world can one reabsorb innate energy from heaven and earth to exchange for worldly energy within the body.

Even so, how could the innate energy that one takes from heaven and earth after birth be as powerful as the innate energy that one truly possesses? Thus, Zong Ze began cultivating the Nature Heart Sutra given to him by his senior brother while still in the womb.

Zong Ze had already cultivated the Nature's Heart Sutra once, and even reached the Loose Immortal realm. This far surpassed the Mahayana stage experts in the cultivation world who had survived the Heavenly Tribulation and were just waiting to ascend to the Immortal Realm. Therefore, even though he was only in the womb for a short seven months, Zong Ze, who possessed his own innate Qi, cultivated to the Golden Core stage.

Later, just before Zongze was about to be born, he forcibly sealed his consciousness space using a secret technique. Otherwise, Zongze understood that a newborn infant possessing powerful abilities and adult-like intelligence would only bring disaster to its new parents.

While still in the womb, Zongze possessed the mental capacity of an adult. Although he wasn't born, the care and love he received from his new parents and grandparents deeply moved him. In his previous life, his mother died early, and his father was solely focused on reclaiming the throne. Young Zongze never experienced any familial affection. This was why he devoted himself entirely to cultivation at that time.

Therefore, Zong truly regarded this possession as a rebirth. While still in his mother's womb, he secretly vowed to protect this new Zong family and prevent a repeat of the tragedy of family destruction, everyone turning against them, and everyone scattering like monkeys when the tree falls.

While sealing off his consciousness, Zongze also erected layers of barriers to this sealing. As he grew older, these barriers would gradually dissipate. He would finally unlock his past life and his full power when he turned twenty.

But who would have thought that a few years after Zongze's birth, he would be ridiculed by everyone in the capital? Why? Because he was considered a martial arts cripple. He couldn't cultivate battle qi, nor could he cultivate magic. Frankly, this wasn't his fault at all. According to the methods of this continent, there was only one way to determine whether a child was suited to the path of a martial artist or a magician.

This involves martial artists and magicians slowly channeling their internal energy and magical power into the child's body to observe the child's reaction. A stronger reaction indicates greater talent, while a weaker reaction suggests the child is less suited for cultivation.

As for the complete lack of reaction, the only examples recorded in the entire continent's history are the Cloud-Soaring Sage and the current Zong Ze. What kind of attitude do you expect from a child who is completely incapable of cultivating martial arts and magic? No one would compare a child of a few years old to the greatest sage in history!

Thinking of this, Zong Ze couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly. The Nature Sutra he cultivated in his previous life was a combination of the strengths of Taoism and Buddhism. Now it seems that the principle of cause and effect applies to this world as well.

While still in the womb, she sealed off her consciousness for the sake of her family and to avoid being seen as a monster. However, the golden core within her was real and constantly rotating on its own. It would be truly strange if martial artists and magicians could find no response when they channeled their battle qi and magical power into her; it was all completely absorbed by the golden core.

Therefore, the title of "magic and martial arts cripple" was truly self-imposed. However, it was precisely this title that caused the barriers he had erected within his body to loosen. As a result, when Zongze was eight or nine years old, his past thoughts would occasionally surface in his mind.

There were two kinds of obstacles set up at the time: one was to block the internal energy, and the other was to seal off the sea of ​​consciousness. Stimulated, the obstacles in Xiao Zong's sea of ​​consciousness gradually loosened, thus earning him the title of genius. Although it was only a fleeting awareness, it was still knowledge accumulated over hundreds of years on Earth; it would be strange if he weren't considered a prodigy.

Until recently, when the Zong family army was suppressing bandits, Zong Ze was once again traumatized by the sight of corpses strewn across the ground. Simultaneously, he was ambushed and struck in the head, causing all the barriers in his sea of ​​consciousness to be broken through. All of Zong Ze's memories from his previous life returned, and with the restoration of his consciousness, the barriers to his true energy also loosened. Now, Zong Ze could feel that although he hadn't yet recovered his Golden Core stage strength, he had reached the level of a Xiantian martial artist. He believed that as long as he began cultivating, he wouldn't need to wait until he was twenty to break through all the barriers.

However, Zongze still has another problem to solve. This problem had come to his mind before, but he had ignored it. Now, he is paying attention to it again!

In the empty room, Zongze suddenly spoke as if to thin air: "What exactly are you?"