Those Who Cannot Atone!

[The Winged God Sect Cult's headquarters was a grand and imposing stone fortress, covering a vast area. Its walls stretched as far as the eye could see, comparable to a city.]

[You, Yingzi, and the eligible children the White-Robed Priest brought from various villages were led to the imposing gates of the church.]

[There was a wide-open plaza, surrounded by a ring of black-armored soldiers, each carrying a greatsword taller than themselves, looking even more intimidating than the knights.]

[These black-armored soldiers aren't Human Race either. You see vertical eyes on their foreheads, but that's about it. They're the Alien Race whose appearance is closest to Human Race.]

[The people traveling with them said they were the Three-Eyed Race, the Black Eye Legion among the Eight Legions under the Church's command, and also the strongest and most murderous.]

[You also learn that this magnificent stone fortress is merely a branch of the Winged God Sect.]

[The General Sect Headquarters is much larger, a city in itself, and the most prosperous and largest city on the Fortune Star.]

There are many White-Robed Priest travel to various places to recruit people.

They gathered in the square from all directions.

[Then, an old Winged Person dressed in a long red robe stood on a high platform in the center of the square, spread his arms and two pairs of pure white wings, and spoke in a melodious voice.]

"Sinners! Today, here, the great Winged God will discern your potential, and your potential will determine the path of your atonement in this life!"

[Liu Ying tells you that this person is called the Red-Robed Cardinal, and he is the highest-ranking person in the branch office.]

You nodded slightly, but said with some confusion.

["Why do they call us sinners? I think they should call us believers. Even if we don't necessarily believe, they're so powerful, we have to believe even if we don't!"]

"No, no, no! We Human Race are not qualified to be believers."

"Huh? Why?"

"Fortune Star is actually a prison."

The Human Race you see today are descendants of those who were exiled here in the past and committed heinous crimes in the universe.

The Winged God Sect are like the prison administrators, guiding us to atone for the sins of our ancestors."

[Liu Ying spoke calmly, as if stating a fact.]

"All of this you're saying, the Winged God Sect must have told you, right?"

"Yes, they regularly go to the villages to preach and talk about the planet's history."

"You actually believe that?"

"Everyone believes it."

[The Winged God Sect' generations of brainwashing have instilled stereotypes about their own race in the people here.]

Human Race are all sinners, and they must atone for their sins, so their lives are filled with suffering.

[The Winged Race are leaders, therefore they are high above and must be respected and revered.]

[Other races are nobles, and their status is higher than that of Human Race.]

[You didn't argue much about this topic; let's see what kind of trouble this Evil Cult is up to.]

[On their way here, the group encountered several attacks from Exotic Beast.]

[The Exotic Beast here are similar to those in the Human World, the only difference being the species.]

Based on the battle Sect Protection Knight Order and the Exotic Beast, you determine that they are likely at the Martial Dao Middle Realm (Golden Body, Spirit Sea, Spirit Condensation).

[As for these White-Robed Priest and Red-Robed Cardinal, their status is even higher, and their spiritual level is probably also higher.]

[So instead of running away, you decided to cooperate with them temporarily, and then make your move after gathering more intelligence.]

[Besides, there's no point in running away. You need to make contact with Cultivator and learn more information that mortals don't know.]

"Now! Please step forward one by one to receive the Winged God's Gaze!"

Behind the Red-Robed Cardinal was a crystal stone, three or four meters tall, floating in mid-air like the eye of an eagle.

[In the plaza, the Human Race brought from various regions, urged on by the White-Robed Priest, walked one by one onto the high platform like walking corpses.]

Their mental outlooks were remarkably similar.

[Dusty and disheveled, poorly clothed, dejected, numb and listless, each one seemed to be in a state of profound intellectual repression.]

[You're watching from the square, and you feel uneasy.]

[The Human Race in the Void Realm, despite its slow development due to persecution by the Desolate Ancient Remnant People, still lives a relatively decent life.]

The Cultivator could also recall the glorious past of their Human Race ancestors, who stood above all other races in the Void Realm.

Why Human Race in the Real Realm doing so poorly?

[They're practically like a herd of domesticated livestock.]

Or is this only the case on this Fortune Star?

[You see the villagers walking past the Eagle Eye one by one, while a Winged Person woman nearby records and explains the results of the "Winged God's Gaze."]

["No Immortal Root, no Special physique, no special soul, but white luck! Mining worker at Number Nine Mine!"]

["No Immortal Root, no Special physique, no special soul, white luck! Number Nine Mine, cleaner!"]

["Nine-grade Immortal Root, none..."]

[The vast majority of people have no Immortal Root, while the very few possess a ninth-grade Immortal Root.]

[As for Special physique or special souls, those don't exist.]

[Luck does fluctuate.]

[You inquired and found out that white has the lowest luck, followed by green, purple, gold, and rainbow.]

[Why is the color the same as the quality of the entry?]

"What a coincidence?"

Most people were assigned to various mines, while a few good-looking ones were assigned to serfdom in the chapels.

You hear a guy muttering behind you.

["Please, please, please don't be a highly qualified person! No, please, please..."]

[You turned around curiously and asked.]

"Hey buddy, isn't it good to have high cultivation aptitude? Maybe they'll allow you to become a believer and you won't have to do hard labor anymore?"

[Just as the man was about to speak, the voice from the stage announced, "Second-Grade Immortal Root."]

[Undoubtedly, this is an exceptionally high level of talent!]

["See..."]

[The one who was found to have Second-Grade Immortal Root clearly doesn't know as much as you, brother, and doesn't know what he'll be facing.]

[The Red-Robed Cardinal, as if suddenly struck by a violent illness, agitatedly approached the man, paced rapidly around him, and shouted loudly.]

["You are beyond redemption! You must give your life to atone for your sins!!"]

[The one with the Second-Grade Immortal Root was still in a daze, seemingly not yet recovered from his state of thirst and numbness, his entire body still closed off.]

[It wasn't until several soldiers of the Black Eye Legion lifted him up and threw him into a Bronze Great Furnace that he suddenly realized what was happening and began to scream.]

["What are you doing! What are you trying to do! I'm not someone who can't atone for my sins! I can work! I can mine! Let me mine! Let me mine!!"]

[From within the Red-Robed Cardinal's wide red robe, a massive wooden mallet flew out.]

[His hand remotely controlled the large wooden mallet, and he slammed it down heavily on the person who couldn't climb out of the furnace.]

["Puff!!"]

[The furnace went silent immediately.]

[A trail of blood seeped out, running down the square and reaching your feet.]