The poorest member of the Imperial Guard, the Empress begged me to embezzle.

“Excessive compassion is always a weakness of your human race.”

Ye Wujiang stepped forward with his hands behind his back, glancing helplessly at Chu Xiu, who was channeling gentle spiritual energy into the severely injured girl to heal her.

"Perhaps this is an advantage that other races do not have; otherwise, the human race would not have flourished to this day."

Chu Xiu did not respond to Ye Wujiang's opinion, but carefully examined the girl's injuries. Only after seeing that she was not in immediate danger did he breathe a sigh of relief.

The reason he intervened and saved this untalented girl from the clutches of those Zen monks was simply because, in that instant when she risked her life to protect her younger brother, he saw in her an extreme thirst for survival and a resentment towards the injustice of fate.

This is exactly what he saw in the eyes of the thousands of people in the ancient world before he ascended to the Heavenly Continent.

Whether in the Heavenly Continent or the Ancient Realm, whether human or demonic, those who cannot cultivate can only eke out a living at the very bottom of society.

The cultivators, on the other hand, are high above and regard them as ants, enslaving or killing them at will, without any moral bottom line.

Chu Xiu remembered that the reason he chose to come to the Tianlu, a more expansive world, was to improve his strength until he was qualified and capable of changing the current state of the world where human life was treated like dirt.

Along the way, he had forced himself to ignore most of the injustices that appeared before him. Apart from his own lack of cultivation, this was so that he wouldn't let these things hinder his progress.

He knew very well that he couldn't change the status quo until he became truly powerful.

But this time, he couldn't resist and subdued the demon siblings.

However, he did not choose to use forceful means to antagonize the Zen practitioners who held a high position in the Demon Zen Kingdom.

"Although I don't know where you got your meditation techniques, you should know very well that you can save them temporarily, but not forever."

Ye Wujiang slowly said, "Although that boy has talent for cultivation, it is extremely ordinary. In the end, he will only reach the minor Transcendent Realm in this lifetime, and his sister is even more powerless."

"Do what I want to do, without worrying about the future."

Chu Xiu reached out and tapped the unconscious boy's chest a few times, and the boy slowly woke up.

The instant he opened his eyes, he suddenly stood up, drew the short knife hidden at his waist, and swung it toward Chu Xiu's neck, who was closest to him. However, the blade struck a strong, invisible barrier, and the blade shattered.

The boy's wrist was also injured by the shock, and he fell to the ground in a panic, taking several steps back before he saw his unconscious older sister in Chu Xiu's arms.

"Sister!"

The boy glared angrily, stepped forward, and pounded on the invisible barrier protecting Chu Xiu and the girl, roaring, "What did you do to my sister?"

"Are you blind, child? This young master is saving your sister!"

"Don't go up there and cause trouble!"

An old woman with a cane stepped out from the crowd and pulled the boy aside.

"Grandma! Grandma, my sister..." The boy was immediately moved to tears when he saw the old woman next door who had raised him and his sister.

"Hush! Silence!"

"Don't disturb this young master while he's saving your sister!"

The old woman struck the boy on the head with her cane, forcing him to calm down.

Chu Xiu ignored the boy until he had poured all the refined spiritual energy he had extracted into the girl's body. Only then did he exhale a breath of turbid air and carefully pick the girl up in his arms.

Seeing this, Ye Wujiang turned around and led the way.

Chu Xiu, holding the girl in his arms, glanced at the boy and the old woman and said, "Come with me."

After saying that, he walked towards Ye Wujiang.

The boy and the old woman exchanged a glance and quickly followed.

It wasn't until Ye Wujiang booked two superior rooms at the largest restaurant in the area that Chu Xiu finally settled the still unconscious girl on a hard couch in one of the rooms.

The girl's sternum was completely broken, even piercing her lungs and internal organs. Only by lying straight could she avoid aggravating her internal injuries.

The girl's younger brother and adoptive mother also arrived and stood awkwardly outside the door.

Chu Xiu called the two into the house and casually tossed a medicine bottle to the boy.

"Eat all the pills inside. With your Void Breaking Realm physique, this injury is nothing to worry about."

The boy took the medicine bottle with both hands and glanced at the old woman.

After being glared at with disdain by the old woman, the young man realized his rudeness and quickly knelt down, kowtowing to express his gratitude.

"Thank you so much for saving me, sir. My sister..."

"Her injuries were serious, but they have stabilized and she is not in immediate danger of death."

Chu Xiu sat at the table, poured a cup of tea for the old woman and himself, drank it all in one gulp, and then looked at the young man who was still kneeling on the ground:

"You are a disciple of the Zen God Academy. What did you do to offend your fellow disciples and cause your family to be implicated, resulting in your sister being seriously injured while protecting you?"

The boy raised his head, his eyes filled with resentment and fear. He gritted his teeth and said, "What a load of bull! Zen Divine Academy is nothing but a den of demons with no bottom line!"

"Antu! You're asking for it! You're making such a fuss about meditation!"

The old woman was startled by the boy's hateful words and quickly looked around, fearing that a disciple of the Zen Temple might appear and kill her adopted son with a single blow.

“Grandma, there’s no need to worry. My friend has set up a barrier here, and no one can hear his words.”

Chu Xiu comforted the flustered old woman before turning to the young man:

"Your name is Antu, right?"

"Yes, my lord."

"My name is Chu Xiu. If you'd like, you can call me Brother Chu."

"Why did you provoke your fellow disciples at the Zen God Academy? They even tried to kill you." Chu Xiu gestured for Antu to stand up and asked, "Tell me in detail what happened to you at the Zen God Academy."

Antu bowed deeply again before rising and sitting down beside his foster mother, gritting his teeth as he said:

“A year ago, on my way to buy medicine for an old lady, I met a Zen master from the Zen Temple. He discovered my talent for cultivation, and on his advice, I entered the Zen Temple and became a Zen disciple.”

"Who would have thought that the Zen God Academy, which was so sacred in the eyes of outsiders, actually practiced mostly evil secret techniques that involved devouring flesh and blood and forcibly seizing the cultivation of others!"

"Fortunately, the Zen master who brought me to the Zen Temple did not make me study those evil and secret arts, but instead took me as his disciple and taught me the true Zen techniques."

“Originally, I thought that as long as I could concentrate on my cultivation, I could change the situation of my mother-in-law and elder sister and restore them to their status as ordinary people... But half a year ago, my master, the Zen master who led me onto the path of Zen meditation, died suddenly…”

"He died at the hands of his colleague, another Zen master at the Zen Temple who had reached the Great Perfection of the Crossing Realm!"

"It's just because Master made a bet with him, betting on who would break through to the mid-stage of the Void Breaking Realm first, and the stake was just this useless broken bead!"

Antu took out a red gem from his pocket and slammed it hard on the table, but even so, he couldn't damage the gem in the slightest.

"This precious pearl..." Chu Xiu frowned, took the pearl, and examined it closely.

To the naked eye, the pearl appeared perfectly normal.

A golden light flashed in Chu Xiu's eyes as he used his Qi Observation Technique. In the blink of an eye, the unremarkable red pearl changed its appearance.

This precious pearl is filled with pure spiritual energy compressed into a refined liquid. It is only because of its outer shell, which is excellent at isolating spiritual energy, that people cannot detect the abnormality inside the pearl from the outside.

“This is not a precious pearl…” Chu Xiu shook his head helplessly, “This is clearly a relic.”

In simple terms, relics are the product of a high-level meditator's life's cultivation, which is gathered and stored.

Its effect is similar to the Dao Fruit of the human race.

If Chu Xiu's perception is correct, the useless pearl that An Tu mentioned is actually a relic left behind by a Samsara Realm Zen cultivator before his death, a relic made up of his life's cultivation!

After seeing the true form of the precious pearl, Chu Xiu understood why Master Antu had died.

To wager the legacy of a Reincarnation Realm expert—Master Antu has taken an incredibly big gamble…