"Who is it?" Feng Lin barked, his eyes sharp as he swiftly scanned his surroundings. The voice was eerie, coming out of nowhere—even he couldn't pinpoint its direction. Whoever spoke was no ordinary person, and judging by the tone, they were young. This gave Feng Lin plenty to ponder. Could there be a hidden young master within the family? "Feng Lin, what are you talking about?" His parents looked over curiously. Couldn't they hear it? Feng Lin found it strange. What kind of ability was this? Before he could dwell on it, the soft laugh echoed in his ear again. "I'm waiting for you on the top floor. If you want to know all the truths about the Feng family, come on up!" Seeing his parents oblivious, Feng Lin hesitated briefly, then said calmly, "Mom, Dad, take the younger ones home first. I have something to take care of." He didn't elaborate. "Alright, Feng Lin, be careful!" His parents nodded, noting his serious and solemn expression, and didn't press further. They knew Feng Lin had grown up, become an interstellar cultivator. Some matters were beyond their reach, and he had to handle them himself. Feng Lin smiled, turned, and headed toward the top of the Feng Corporation building, his mind racing with guesses. Interstellar main family? What did that mean? Could the Feng family be just a branch, with a main family out in the stars? ... Feng Lin suddenly recalled the plaque honored during the family's ancestral rites. Ancestor of Huaxia! Taihao Fuxi! Had that person once said they wanted to become a true descendant of the Three Sovereigns of Huaxia? Wasn't Fuxi the Heavenly Sovereign among the Three Sovereigns? Could the Feng family truly be descendants of Fuxi? The surname Feng itself was significant—it was the oldest surname in Huaxia, and Fuxi also bore it, known as Feng Fuxi. ... With so many coincidences, Feng Lin was certain it wasn't accidental. Within chance lay necessity. He felt he was gradually nearing the truth. Since most clan members were attending the ancestral rites, the upper floors of the building were deserted, with barely a soul in sight. Feng Lin took the cloud elevator to the top, unnoticed by anyone. As soon as he reached the highest floor, a lazy voice rang out, "You're here!" Feng Lin's pupils contracted as he scanned the area. A tall, strikingly handsome man with an eerie aura stood there, as if he had been waiting for a while. Feng Lin recognized him as the strange man who had sat beside the clan leader during the ancestral rites, almost on equal footing—clearly someone of high status. He had found it odd before but hadn't dwelled on it, focused on the family ranking competition. Now, however, Feng Lin sensed an intense pressure emanating from this eerie young man. It was a crushing force of life energy! Feng Lin was shocked. With his own life energy at 88.9, anyone who could exert such obvious pressure on him was undoubtedly an elite cultivator! When had the Feng family produced such a formidable figure? And so young at that. He had never heard of him. After all, an elite cultivator was a powerhouse even across the entire solar system. For this eerie young man to become an elite cultivator at such a young age—what extraordinary talent did he possess? If word got out, it would shake the entire Feng family and even Earth, earning him the title of unparalleled genius. "Who are you?" Feng Lin asked gravely. The stranger's identity was far too suspicious. "It seems you don't know me yet. Fair enough—you were just a low-ranking member of this family before, unaware of many truths, so naturally, you wouldn't know of my existence." The eerie young man smiled lightly, as if it were only natural. Feng Lin frowned. The man's arrogant demeanor rubbed him the wrong way. "Remember this: my name is Feng Shaoyou, from the Huaxia Interstellar Republic in the Eastern Milky Way, of the Feng Interstellar Main Family!" The eerie young man spoke with undisguised pride, oblivious to Feng Lin's displeasure. "You're a Huaxia human from the stars? The interstellar main family?" Feng Lin was taken aback. That was a lot of information to process. "Exactly!" The young man named Feng Shaoyou smiled, exuding a strangely alluring charm, despite his masculine form carrying a hint of yin energy. "The interstellar main family is the core of the Feng clan, the most orthodox descendants of the Three Sovereigns. The vastness of the stars—wherever there are star domains, there are Feng branches, including your solar system branch. They all originated from disgruntled main family members who left the Huaxia Interstellar Republic, scattered across the stars to spread the lineage. Though they carry the Feng bloodline, it's no longer pure," Feng Shaoyou explained with a grin. "And your solar system branch is the weakest of them all, having failed to inherit the complete mythical path of the Three Sovereigns." With that, he shifted the topic and extended an invitation to Feng Lin. "So, Feng Lin, how about coming with me to the interstellar main family? You didn't forget your roots despite your wealth, giving up all your family points for your loved ones. I think highly of you! Feng is the oldest surname in Huaxia, and our family is a revered mythical clan in the Huaxia Republic, rivaled only by a few others. Interested?" The offer seemed laden with benefits. But Feng Lin didn't agree immediately. After a moment of thought, he said, "Since I'm a member of the Feng family, wouldn't I just face discrimination at the main family? Why should I go?" Feng Shaoyou laughed at that. "Feng Lin, you grew up in the solar system, a frog at the bottom of a well. You don't know how vast the stars are, or you wouldn't say that. Do you know why the solar system is a chaotic zone? As the birthplace of humanity, it holds immense symbolic significance. Why do interstellar humans ignore its decline?" Feng Lin's heart stirred. Was there a deeper reason behind it? Seeing Feng Shaoyou's mysterious expression, he seemed eager to explain. Feigning ignorance, Feng Lin said, "Isn't it because the solar system's resources have been depleted?" "That's not wrong," Feng Shaoyou replied with a smile. "But do you really think it's just ordinary resources? With interstellar technology, things like oil, diamonds, and rare earth elements can be synthesized from basic atoms. What the solar system truly lacks is cultivation resources! According to calculations by super-large interstellar computers, the solar system once had a brilliant cultivation civilization in ancient times, so prosperous that it drained all the world's spiritual energy and resources—what modern science calls spiritual particles and spiritual matter. Without spiritual matter, humans can't walk the path of transcendence. That's why, before Star Year 6728, humanity never awakened its mythical genes. It wasn't until we left the solar system and rediscovered spiritual matter in the stars..." "And there's more to it!" Feng Lin was intrigued. He hadn't expected such a hidden truth behind the solar system's decline. No wonder everyone wanted to get into interstellar universities. The stars were the true holy land for cultivators, with abundant resources and limitless potential. From this perspective, returning to the interstellar main family seemed full of perks. But Feng Lin didn't think it was that simple. Every action had its underlying interests. Nothing came without a reason. If there were no benefit, why would Feng Shaoyou, a complete stranger, help him? "What conditions are needed to go to the interstellar main family? Spit it out," Feng Lin said bluntly, cutting to the chase. "Straight to the point! Talking to someone who gets it is easy!" Feng Shaoyou laughed, holding up one finger. "Returning to the main family is simple. There's just one condition: that is..." "Become my protector!"