Henry Bennett found it very amusing, because cultivating this Heart Sutra felt just like practicing the martial arts manuals from his own world, only much simpler. In this era, which young person like Henry Bennett hasn’t been influenced by wuxia novels? Who hasn’t dreamed of being a great hero for a while? Henry Bennett had not only secretly practiced Iron Sand Palm for half a week with soybeans at home, but had also spent some time collecting internal energy cultivation methods.

Those internal energy methods were much more difficult and tedious to practice than this. The mental discipline required was extremely strict—not only did you have to control your breathing, but also swallow saliva and restrain essence, and so on. In comparison, the free and easy cultivation of the Heluo Heart Sutra was truly much simpler.

Although Henry Bennett had persisted for a month in his previous world with no results from internal energy training, using that experience to cultivate the Heluo Heart Sutra now gave him a sense of ease and familiarity.

The crystal flow coursed through his body at a steady pace, and Old Grant’s voice no longer sounded in his ears. He didn’t know how much time had passed. At first, he counted the cycles, but after a while, he stopped counting altogether and just let it be.

A sense of fullness gradually grew in his heart chamber, as the crystal flow circled again and again, finally bringing a feeling of saturation. Henry Bennett recalled that simple spatial magic and silently recited the short incantation in his mind.

The magic required for this spell was very weak; it could be cast without any cultivation, and was probably created specifically for beast caretakers.

After finishing the incantation, he suddenly felt a void in his heart, and something appeared in his hand. Henry Bennett was overjoyed and quickly opened his eyes to see how large a divine crystal he had produced from his first cultivation of the Heluo Heart Sutra.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he heard Old Grant exclaim in astonishment, “Luo God! He’s actually a naturally-born Attendant-level beast caretaker! The Luo God has manifested!” Old Grant dropped to his knees with a thud, facing the direction of the Luo God statue in the temple, continuously bowing and murmuring prayers...

Chapter 014: Born Attendant

Henry Bennett looked closely and saw that he was holding a small piece of deep blue divine crystal in his hand. Although it was just a small piece, it actually looked a bit larger than Old Grant’s—could it be that his level was even higher than Old Grant’s?

Henry Bennett was puzzled, but Old Grant had already stood up, grabbed Henry Bennett’s legs, and said earnestly, “Child, you must work hard. I will spare no effort to help you. You might become the first Attendant-level beast caretaker on the Divine Continent in nearly three hundred years, and you might even become a Minister-level beast caretaker! You could surpass the temple’s ranks and enhance the abilities of guardian beasts.” Henry Bennett himself could hardly believe it, and involuntarily muttered, “Buddha bless me...” Old Grant immediately became even more respectful toward him. Hearing these words, he quickly stepped aside and waited respectfully, thinking that the “Great Sage” was communicating with the Luo God, and that he should not disturb the Great Sage until the communication was finished—even the fact that Henry Bennett was naturally an Attendant-level caretaker was likely a blessing from the Luo God.

The roles of the two were instantly reversed, as if Henry Bennett were the master and Old Grant the disciple. When walking, Henry Bennett strode ahead with his head held high, while Old Grant followed humbly behind. “Great Sage, this is no ordinary matter. I think we should report to the temple immediately,” Old Grant said.

Henry Bennett felt awkward. “Teacher, please don’t do this. When you talk to me like this, I feel really uncomfortable. Buddha bless me!” Old Grant immediately fell silent and stepped aside again! Henry Bennett let out a wail, “Oh my god, I was wrong!” He simply grabbed Old Grant, saying, “Teacher, the Luo God told me that I should respect my teacher and value the Way. Since He arranged for you to be my teacher, please teach me boldly!” As soon as Henry Bennett invoked the Luo God, it worked—Old Grant was a devout believer. Henry Bennett added, “Buddha bless me!” He put on a solemn act, gazing reverently at the sky for a moment, then said seriously, “I have already communicated with the Luo God, and He is very displeased with my behavior. Teacher, you must help me!” Old Grant’s small eyes darted around, and he reluctantly nodded, “Alright then, you continue cultivating here, and I’ll go report to Bishop Brooks.” Old Grant walked through the corridors of the temple lined with statues in various poses, and entered the spacious prayer room of Bishop Brooks, where Bishop Brooks usually handled the affairs of Swallow Sea City. “Your Excellency,” Old Grant said respectfully, “I really should thank you!” Bishop Brooks was puzzled—this old fellow never gave anyone the time of day, so why was he suddenly so respectful today? The bishop came out from behind the long bronze-trimmed nanmu table, helped Old Grant up from his kneeling position, and asked, “What is it, Old Grant? What could make us, the Luo God’s people, who are as close as brothers, act so formally?” Old Grant was still excited, but after calming himself, he said solemnly, “The new beast caretaker is not only a Great Sage, but is also a naturally-born Attendant-level caretaker—something that has never happened in the entire history of the Divine Continent! Your Excellency, we are witnessing the history of the Divine Continent and the miracles of the Luo God!”