My name is Xu Huan, born with early wisdom.

I was born at the pinnacle of the Human Race, possessing great intelligence, frightening talent, and stunning brilliance.

All the Great Powers said I have a rare talent in human history, destined to lead the glory of humanity in this era.

Until that day, I realized that those Holy Land Great Powers who were full of expectations for me had long been dead for countless millennia, and I was born in such a wrong era.

...

280,000 years ago, on the Nine-State mainland.

Sects divided the realm, the Court was corrupt, various kings rose, and disputes among the princes supported by the Great Holy Lands were endless, while the common folk were as insignificant as grass.

Next to the continent, appeared a Scholar reputed to have the ability to plant Postnatal Spiritual Roots in the brains of Mortals for cultivation.

In the square, the crowd was bustling.

Parents from various families held their children's hands to participate in the Immortal Inquiry test, while an elderly man with an immortal demeanor conducted tests in front of a stone tablet.

A gray stone tablet with mysterious patterns stood at the center.

A group of children lined up.

"Wang Xiao, Fire Series Mixed Spirit Roots."

"Li Wanqi, Middle Grade Water Spirit Root."

"Li Er, Mortal."

...

As the testing proceeded, many parents with children showed different expressions.

Some were crying, some were ecstatically happy, some were in despair, even hitting and scolding their returned sons, cursing them for not living up to expectations.

"Grandpa, why are they crying?" Xu Huan stood beside, holding the hand of his grandpa who managed the stone tablet.

Grandpa gently said while testing the children in line:

"Because life is unequal from birth, a child with Spiritual Roots at home will soar to the sky, while one without cannot cultivate and can only experience the suffering of life, aging, sickness, and death."

"Huh?" Xu Huan was puzzled.

Grandpa said: "You were born with a Celestial Spirit Root. When you were born, the sky was filled with colorful clouds and strange phenomena, so of course, you don't know the hardships of Mortals."

I could feel, in the eyes of those queuing ordinary children, admiration, jealousy, resentment, despair.

I was the destined chosen one of fate, the true favored child of the heavens, the protagonist of the story meant to soar high.

But I dislike this feeling.

For some reason, I felt the whole world was very hypocritical, filled with a strange sense of dissonance.

...

This area is ruled by a Sect named the Primordial Sacred Land.

It is an incredibly ancient Immortal Path Sect, said to have been exploring and leading humanity since the times when humans ate raw meat and drink blood, overcoming various Exotic Beasts of the Barbaric Era, from the era of farming with knives and fire to now, making humans the strongest race in this world step by step.

Upon entering the sect, I became an apprentice under the Sect Leader.

The Sect Leader is a gentle and amiable woman, and I am her new disciple, with two senior brothers and a junior sister.

I led my senior brothers and sisters down the mountain to subdue demons and devils and saw a family shop called Yunlai Shop selling meat. The couple secretly planted Spiritual Roots for their daughter born without them, were beaten as demons, and was about to be burned.

I saved her.

I saw the Shopkeeper in Changfeng Tavern, who was kind-hearted and charitable to the common people, wanting merely to live a little longer, had secretly opened Spiritual Roots but got beaten and crippled by the high and mighty Immortals.

I saved him.

I heard the couple crying with their daughter, heard families carrying the Shopkeeper of Changfeng Tavern to the medical house in the goose feather snow.

Over thousands of years.

I once attempted to save the entire world, to create a human world where everyone was equal.

I once stood at the top among my peers, competing with other prodigies, discussing the Tao, sitting on a hill, sharing my dream of equality for all.

I heard in the neighboring continent of a Mortal Scholar without Spiritual Roots who developed a Dharma Method to plant them...

At that time I thought: "I want to be friends with that person!"

If the 99% of Mortals without Spiritual Roots could cultivate too, what kind of free and equal Immortal Path Sheng Shi would it be?

It would bring immense hope to Mortals struggling in the mire of suffering.

...

In the Blood and Flesh Beast Fighting Arena.

The Li Family is responsible for the Cultivators here.

Li Youzhu is a very interesting person, who chats with me occasionally when cleaning up the arena after my matches with the prodigies.

"How do you prove you're still alive?"

Li Youzhu poured tea, smiling, and asked:

"Then how do you prove that those people around you are still alive?"

"How do you prove you aren't living in a distant past, just a historical exhibit of ancient humans, showing tourists the customs of your era?"

"How do you prove you weren't tampered with at birth, affecting certain perceptions, akin to Ghost-like cognitive defects."

"Done so deftly, it must be that only those marked and stamped at birth can reach this level."

Li Youzhu mumbled to himself.

In the distance, another girl in red walked over, speechless: "Master, what you're saying to a #, no matter how stunning in ancient history, in this era ultimately is &%, can't even X#, just living in an X&@..."

Li Youzhu smiled: "I just like talking to XX, I think he's different from others, somehow he's sort of like X￥#..."

Li Youzhu, a person who thinks deeply.

He was too smart.

Being so smart made him ponder every day about who I am, whether I am myself, how to prove I am me.

Every day he was contemplating this meaningless life, the complexity of thought slowing down his cultivation speed.

Clearly, he was a genius.

However, this time his words made me ponder.

...

Doubts rose in my heart as I started to probe.

Hundreds of years later, I finally learned the truth.

—This is not the land of the Nine-State from 280,000 years ago at all.

This place is now.

The positions of new humans and old humans have completely reversed; we are nothing more than pigs kept for slaughter.

Humanoid veins of fattened prey.

In the history of 280,000 years, I exhausted everything to change the injustice, to save the weak.

Little did I know, Heaven played a huge joke on me.

I was born into a fake artificial world 280,000 years later.

I... am actually the weak one being kept.

I... am the endangered species meant to be saved.

...

We, the disciples, hibernated, probed, explored, and secretly studied the edges of this world.

After a series of twists, we finally discovered that our master, who has been imprisoned for countless millennia, paid the price of wisdom: nurturing us for slaughter.

The master once chose to agree to teach us for a certain degree of freedom, accompanying us as we grew up, but watching her cultivated children leave...

Generation after generation of children left, and she ultimately couldn't bear it anymore.

Our master's refusal made them very angry.

Since she didn't help with work, she was plunged into chaos.

Mining is normal.

But they daily use the Divine Nails to strike her skull, causing her head to endure endless daze and severe pain.

"So, what do you want me to help you with?" Li Youzhu chuckled.

"If there is a chance to leave, go to that mine."

"At least, let the master have a better time."

"Alright." Li Youzhu paused, then smiled and said, "I will still mine, but I won't torture her. However, if I want to occupy that mine, I must rely on the Fang Family."

Only by becoming a member of the Fang Family can one manage that mine and torture that sect leader.

"They are still waiting for me to grow, because I am the first promising mine of their cultivation to break through the One Heart Realm!"

"Tell me, what if I truly become a mine one day? I'd rather die than become another teacher, nurturing wave after wave of newcomers."

"If there's no escape, then die and become Embers, it's better than living."

Li Youzhu looked towards the direction of Pingchang City and sighed lightly:

"I will do my best to fulfill the promise I made to you."

...

280,000 years later.

Boom!

On the Xinyi Battlefield, blackness shrouded the sky, causing everyone on the battlefield, including the Xinyi King in the center, to glance sideways.

There were no constellation patrols in the sky to shout "Audacious".

Because most constellations stood before them, stupidly watching a Ghost King being born.

Clatter.

Xu Huan's eyes flashed with intense antiquity.

"I..."

He smiled bitterly, turning his head to look at the Scaly Gate.

That land that haunted him and drove his desperate escape, he suddenly remembered that summer when the master took them disciples for an outing, when the bright sun shined on their faces, each discussing their ideals and beliefs for solving the struggles for the Human Race.

"I want to create a truly peaceful world."

"Child, you will surely succeed," as the master said in the end.

And today, the light of the Sun and Moon no longer shines on their faces.

The gloomy sky covered everything, as if predicting that this world has once again reached dusk.

"That person is old now."

He whispered softly.

The current society is precisely the Sheng Shi I once saw in my eyes.

The dreams I once longed for but never embarked on have long been realized by that person.

All are born equal, relying on personal effort and wisdom to open the Three Flowers, Spiritual Root.

This is already a relatively perfect social form.

"Unfortunately, none of this belongs to me."

He grasped towards the sky, as if trying to grasp the sky of this era, his body clearly dyed with gloomy black, yet a smile played on his lips, warm and gentle, like his former self who was always kind to others.

Only the eyes on his face turned crimson, like an inextinguishable flame.

"Fang! Family!"

An angry roar blew away the clouds in the sky.

Accompanied by gloomy black lightning circling around him, he charged like an arrow towards the Fang Family area.

"You should all die!!!!"

A hometown one can't return to, a time one can't merge with.

I traversed the false world to reach the true end, only to be met with deeper sadness.

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