Becoming an Inheritor wasn't a good thing?
The two exchanged uneasy glances. After hesitating for a moment, Xi Yun asked, "Would you... be punished?"
Xu Xing smiled. "Don't worry. I won't."
Because of the Dao Net, the number of Human Race cultivators in this world was strictly controlled.
If the number of cultivators exceeded the prescribed limit, it would provoke a large-scale purge by the Beast God Clan.
The Human Race now had so few cultivators left that they couldn't possibly withstand the might of the Beast God Clan.
So, with no other choice, the surviving members of the Human Race could only do their best to limit the spread of cultivation methods, hoping to avoid a mass slaughter at the hands of the Beast God Clan.
Their cultivation couldn't grow too high, and their numbers couldn't grow too large.
Neither quality nor quantity could be improved. Under such harsh restrictions, unless something unexpected happened, the Human Race in this world had little hope of ever rising again.
"Rest easy. I'll take you back tomorrow."
With that, Xu Xing took out some food and fresh water, then raised a hand and pointed at the air.
Whoosh~
Xi Yun and Xi Li felt a gentle breeze pass over them. A few strands of bright, visible rosy light gathered at the fingertip of the person before them, eventually turning into glowing objects shaped like pebbles.
He waved his hand, and the glowing objects fell in front of them, piling up together.
"When you practice the Body Nourishing Art, hold these in your palms."
The ribbon-like rosy light didn't stop there. It continued weaving together, like threads being made into clothes.
In less than half an hour, it had "woven" two nearly identical sets of clothes, shoes, and socks, differing only in a