"Big sister, at this point, I've already come to terms with it. If the Yin-Yang Academy can't distinguish right from wrong, then it's not worth my allegiance. Maybe missing out on them is actually a blessing for me." Edward Benson spoke these words from the heart.

However, to Grace Benson, it naturally sounded like the stubborn words of a young man.

"A son does not speak ill of his father, so I won't criticize our father's attitude in this matter. But the family has treated you unfairly—there's no denying that..."

At this point, Grace Benson suddenly paused, listened intently for a moment, and, after making sure no one was around, lowered her voice and said, "Xiao Yi, I rushed home yesterday evening and snuck into the family archive late at night to secretly copy a set of the 'Great Burning Art.' I know you urgently need an advanced cultivation technique right now. You should start practicing this technique as soon as possible. Even if the family banishes you, you can secretly cultivate the 'Great Burning Art'—with the emperor far away, no one will ever know..."

Upon hearing this, Edward Benson looked up in shock, his eyes fixed on Grace Benson, a wave of warmth surging in his heart.

He wasn't a fool; how could he not see that his big sister Grace Benson was helping him—and at great personal risk!

Stealing and privately passing on the family's cultivation techniques were both serious violations of family rules. If discovered, even if he wasn't killed, his cultivation would be abolished, and he'd be crippled for life.

"Big sister, you know the consequences of stealing the family's techniques, and so do I." Edward Benson looked at Grace Benson with clear eyes. "I can't accept this technique."

Grace Benson grew anxious, stamping her foot repeatedly and scolding, "We've come this far, why are you still being so stubborn? You have to understand, once the family banishes you, it means they've given up on you. All sorts of dangers and threats will follow. With the 'Lesser Burning Art,' your cultivation is capped at the third level of Mortal Transformation. Without the 'Great Burning Art,' how will you protect yourself in the future?"

"If the Qin family wants to kill me, and I use the Qin family's technique to protect myself—heh, isn't that ironic!" Edward Benson shook his head resolutely. "Big sister, you've taken care of me since I was little; I know how to appreciate kindness. But as for the 'Great Burning Art,' I'd rather die than practice it. Besides, does not practicing the 'Great Burning Art' mean that I, Edward Benson, am doomed to mediocrity for life?"

At this, Edward Benson circulated his energy, and a powerful surge of heat burst forth, flashing by in an instant.

"External release of energy, controlled at will!" Grace Benson's bright eyes flickered in surprise. "Xiao Yi, you... you've broken through to the fourth level of Mortal Transformation?"

With this big sister, Edward Benson had nothing to hide. Someone willing to risk her life to care for him was worthy of Edward Benson's trust and cherishing.

"Not only have I broken through to the fourth level, but in the future, I'll break through to the fifth, the sixth... even the ninth level of Mortal Transformation won't be the end of my martial path!"

Edward Benson's tone was full of confidence, and the aura he exuded made Grace Benson's beautiful eyes widen in astonishment.

Chapter 0007: Get Out

Grace Benson's eyesight was sharp; she quickly noticed the obvious changes in Edward Benson. These changes had already surpassed the other peers in the Qin family, giving him an air of standing out from the crowd, as if he could soar to the skies at any moment.

Given that, whether or not he practiced the 'Great Burning Art' really didn't matter anymore.

"Xiao Yi, it seems you truly have some great fortune. I won't ask further."

Grace Benson earnestly advised, "But you still need to be more tactful and always be on guard for the family's next move. Today, all the guests are here to celebrate Henry Benson's admission to the Yin-Yang Academy. The honor that should have been yours has become his glory. I suspect they'll use this opportunity to trample you and then banish you. Danger lurks at every step—you must be careful. But don't worry, as long as I'm here, no one will dare touch you!"

Don't be fooled by Grace Benson's gentle appearance; when she got fierce, she was like a mother leopard protecting her cubs—she had a bold and ruthless side.

Some grand words are just for show, but some must be believed.

Edward Benson had not the slightest doubt about his big sister Grace Benson's words. In his memory, how many times had she gotten into street fights for his sake since they were young? He couldn't even count!

He nodded heavily, deeply moved, and sighed, "Big sister, it's really good to have you. You're the only reason I don't see the Qin family as my enemy."

Grace Benson laughed freely, reached out to pat Edward Benson's head, and let out a girlish chuckle: "Alright, there are lots of guests today. As the eldest daughter, I have to help with the reception. If you need anything, just come find me."

After sending his big sister off, Edward Benson calmed down even more.

Even big sister Grace Benson, who had been away training for two years, could immediately see how dire his situation was upon returning. For him, this family was indeed shrouded in gloom, with danger at every turn.

A breakthrough overnight and the discovery of the scroll from his previous life—these joys hadn't clouded Edward Benson's mind.

This new world was even more wondrous than life on Earth in his previous life, but the struggles between people were also more primitive and brutal.

He had no doubt that, with even a slight misstep, he could be devoured without a trace in this family. Big sister Grace Benson's warning was not wrong.

He needed to be more tactful, more alert.

By now, daylight had fully arrived, and the whole family was bustling. More and more people were coming and going. Even though Edward Benson lived in a remote area, he couldn't avoid being affected.

Under these circumstances, it was naturally not suitable for cultivation.