“White family boy, what are you doing?”

　　Jude was taken aback for a moment, looking at Charles Baker with some suspicion and asking.

　　“Although I am greedy for wealth, I only desire what I deserve. Please take back this Saint-grade Sacred Beast Token. Just leave your Nine-layer Secret Technique Pavilion Token with me.”

　　Charles Baker said calmly.

　　After hearing Charles Baker's words, Jude looked at Charles Baker in surprise for quite a while before finally saying, “White family boy, I really underestimated you before.”

　　With that, without waiting for Charles Baker to speak, he stuffed both the Saint-grade Sacred Beast Token and the Nine-layer Secret Technique Pavilion Token into Charles Baker's hand, waving his hand and saying, “Since I, Jude, have already given something away, how could I take it back? Besides, you are of the younger generation. If I were to take it back, how could I face anyone in the The Grant Family in the future?

　　Take these things. If I ever issue a Sacred Object Token again, you must help me out without hesitation.”

　　After finishing, not giving Charles Baker a chance to refuse, he took the Sanyang Flower and turned to leave, exiting Dongxian Garden in just a few steps.

　　Charles Baker gave a slight wry smile. He didn’t care much about a scholar-level Saint-grade Sacred Beast Token, so he returned it to Jude Zhenren, not taking advantage of him. By accepting the Nine-layer Secret Technique Pavilion Token, he also made it awkward for Jude Zhenren to come ask for help again, and blocked the way for other members of the The Grant Family.

　　Those classic poems and songs from Earth—if he could avoid using them, Charles Baker didn’t want to reveal even a single line. Once they were exposed now, he wouldn’t be able to use them on the Sacred Dao Stele again, and the path to advancement on the Sacred Dao Stele was his true foundation.

　　The path to sainthood is incredibly difficult. Throughout history, countless peerless geniuses, which of them did not ascend step by step, becoming a sage at each stage, advancing to the rank of Supreme Sage with a full set of saintly qualities? Yet in the end, how many truly became saints?

　　It could be said that the path of ascending as a sage at each stage is the most fundamental basis of the saint’s path. No matter what, Charles Baker must reach the peak of Supreme Sage with a full set of saintly qualities and strive with all his might to break through to sainthood.

　　This was his grand plan for returning to Earth. Everything else could be handled carelessly, but this matter could not go wrong in the slightest.

　　Although Charles Baker had the brilliant civilization of Earth as his backing, if he kept using it up, there would eventually be nothing left. If, when he was ready to advance, there was a suitable Sacred Dao Stele but no matching poems or songs, the price would be far more than a scholar-level Saint-grade Sacred Beast Token could make up for.

　　It was just that Jude Zhenren had forcibly left both the Sacred Beast Token and the Nine-layer Secret Technique Pavilion Token behind, essentially forcing a favor on Charles Baker. If he came to ask for help again in the future, Charles Baker would find it hard to refuse too firmly.

　　“What is Jude Zhenren doing?”

　　Susan Grant frowned as she looked at the Sacred Beast Token and Secret Technique Pavilion Token in Charles Baker's hand, unable to understand how just now Jude Zhenren seemed as stingy as a miser, but after Charles Baker returned the Sacred Beast Token, he suddenly became so generous, leaving both the Sacred Beast Token and the Secret Technique Pavilion Token behind.

　　“Forget it, just let him take advantage this time.”

　　Charles Baker didn’t really take this matter to heart. After all, Earth’s culture was as brilliant as a galaxy. Even without using the classics, any of the literary works that had been passed down could be considered top-notch.

　　“You accepted Jude Zhenren’s Sacred Beast Token and Pavilion Token, so how can you say it’s Jude Zhenren who’s taking advantage?”

　　Susan Grant asked, even more puzzled.

　　“That’s because the three characters Charles Baker are priceless, far beyond these mundane things. My willingness to accept his things is already letting him take a huge advantage.”

　　Charles Baker said with a smile.

　　“How can you say something like that? Shameless as always, you never act properly.”

　　Susan Grant said dismissively.

　　“I am very proper.”

　　Charles Baker said with a straight face.

　　“All right, stop shamelessly bragging. Now that you have two Nine-layer Secret Technique Pavilion Tokens, go exchange them for two top-tier techniques. Otherwise, you’ll have a Saint-grade True Fate Dao Seal but won’t be able to unleash its true power.”

　　Susan Grant naturally didn’t believe Charles Baker's nonsense.

　　“I’ll go take a look at the Secret Technique Pavilion.”

　　Charles Baker didn’t explain further. He was still very interested in the various techniques of this world.

　　When they’re young, all men have dreams of martial arts heroes or superheroes—flying through the sky, moving mountains, superhuman strength, and the like. Charles Baker was no exception. Now that he had such an opportunity, he was filled with anticipation.

　　“In this world, it’s not hard for the strong to fly through the sky or burrow through the earth. I’ve just advanced to scholar, though, so I don’t know what kinds of techniques are available to scholars. I wonder if there’s anything as cool as sword-flying.”

　　Charles Baker fantasized as he made his way to the Secret Technique Pavilion.

　　The lower three floors of the Scholar’s Secret Technique Pavilion were open to all The Grant Family disciples. Even those from collateral branches with different surnames could enter and browse the techniques, but these three floors only housed third-rate techniques. Any scholar with a bit of strength would no longer bother to choose from here.

　　“Brother-in-law!”

　　Charles Baker had just entered the first floor of the Secret Technique Pavilion when he heard a crisp young girl’s voice ring out not far away. Turning toward the source, he saw Emily Grant walking over to him, her beautiful eyes sparkling and a charming smile on her face.