Two days before the wedding, some distinguished guests had already arrived one after another. They were here either to discuss important matters or to engage in philosophical discussions, and Wang Xuan’s presence wasn’t required.

Early in the morning, he left the Immortal Martial Mountain. No one knew when he left, nor where he went.

Jupiter’s immigrant region, this star was primarily gaseous several hundred years ago, until True Immortal Powers propelled countless meteors. After many years of refinement, this life planet was finally created.

The names of those True Immortal Powers are still engraved in front of the core building of the Jupiter Governorate Government, in gratitude for their generous actions.

The Earth Civilization, according to the statistics from the Federation Government, has affiliated star domains reaching a hundred. Many small worlds have been continuously discovered and explored, often conquered unbeknownst to people.

As for uncounted affiliated star domains, their realm gates are controlled by Immortal Holy Land and some top sects; for example, the star domain where Wang Xuan’s ten life planets are located is privately owned by Immortal Martial Mountain.

The recognized affiliated star domains of Earth Civilization generally have large-scale population migrations. The first-generation migrants moved for opportunities to transcend social classes, while later migrants often comprised individuals who had maxed out their credit.

The technological levels of these affiliated star domains vary greatly; some are on par with the Solar System, while others, like Yellow Springs Star, lag by fifty to a hundred years.

Earth Mother Star’s welfare and benefits are envied by all planetary inhabitants, offering various subsidies and opportunities, along with the frequent Celestial Dew Rain, which overall raises the average cultivation level by two to three major tiers over other planets.

Outside the Mother Star, the life planets were generally stable to a degree, with technological advancement facilitating intra-system travel.

However, ordinary people, mostly, still had to work hard in order to continue living, though some found it easier and others tougher.

Due to the chaos caused by the Nether God Sect, Jupiter has regions where the economy has regressed for many years, with frequent riots. When a region becomes chaotic, people from the black and gray zones swarm in, even able to interfere with local governmental operations, making governance challenging indeed.

Jupiter is divided into fifty major states, each overseeing twenty districts, with populations in each district around ten million.

The decadent Zilan State’s District 5 and District 8 has seen economic regression due to battles involving Celestial Immortals, rendering vast areas unsuitable for farming, notorious for being territories plagued by evil.

However, in recent months, it was heard that a Female Bodhisattva from the Mother Star has come to District 5, assisting the needy, punishing evil, bringing stability to many people’s lives.

There are bullies who seize land, there are demonic cultivators who absorb people’s essence qi nocturnally, others play with souls through the Ghost Path, and some wicked Buddhas preach regionally.

Whenever this Female Bodhisattva hears of such, she actively seeks ways to "convert" them: killing those deserving death, imprisoning those with severe offenses, and as for the uncontrollable ones—like muddy Bodhisattvas crossing a river, she can only flee quickly.

Eradicating evil is the greatest good, rescuing the poor masses is also great good.

Those plagued by illness are healed by her effortlessly, those disabled due to injuries are restored to normalcy; those she helped feel obliged by her benevolence, even hosting memorial tablets for Lady Mingxin at home.

Yet, over the past half month, a problem has indeed troubled her.

Crow Mountain is infamous for being barren, akin to a place where not even birds defecate; within a fifty-mile radius of the mountain, vegetation is all yellow and dry, and even robust men living there long enough waste away to skin and bones.

No one knows the reason.

Those capable have moved away, while those who can’t leave can only watch their crops turn gray and receive meager income.

In merely twenty years, it gradually decayed, becoming a terrifying zone among people.

"Crow Mountain becoming like this is either due to wicked artifacts or demonic cultivators using it for secluded cultivation."

Su Xiaowei had few possessions; beyond a plain long skirt and a wooden hairpin, there was nothing else noticeable.

She walked barefoot on the earth, occasionally seeing a few middle-aged or elderly individuals—all invariably thin, with dull eyes lacking spirit.

Approaching them, she applied a few drops of spirit liquid, immediately revitalizing the ordinary people who quickly expressed their gratitude.

Su Xiaowei advised them to leave the area but faced obstacles, as some people were determined to die in their homeland, thinking that someday they would die anyway. Others had long since lost interest in life, believing that whether a day passed happily or full of hardship, they would stubbornly refuse to leave.

"Unfortunately, once I enter Crow Mountain, my power is suppressed, unable to detect anomalies." Su Xiaowei knew she lacked sufficient ability.

Though many called her the rescuing Female Bodhisattva, she regarded herself merely as a young nun; even though she had just entered the Earth Immortal Realm, in the cultivation realm, she really only counted as a novice.

Gazing at Crow Mountain, she felt distressed.

Seeing so many people obstinately staying and enduring suffering made her deeply uncomfortable.

Doing good and accumulating merit is a way of helping others; rescuing the suffering is helping others; subduing demons is also helping others.

In any era, all beings essentially help themselves, while true altruists are rare.

In ancient times, monks struggled to help themselves, rarely living in understanding, while Bodhisattva Venerables of the Era of Mythology indulged in cultivating the Buddhist Dharma, their magical power growing unboundedly stronger, yet few truly dedicated their lives to selfless service.

Thus, she didn’t enjoy staying at the Precious Light Temple. Buddhist Dharma resides among the people, in the world, not on the mountain, nor within confined quarters.

Things that aren’t practiced appear hollow and empty.

Having read many Buddhist scriptures, she felt the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas within them were great, possessing boundless magical power, but just being in the Buddhist scriptures, what use were they?

Through years of spiritual hardships, she felt joy seeing people living peacefully; witnessing people in suffering, her brow furrowed.

Some people suffered out of ignorance and laziness, while others, though striving hard to survive, continued to endure hardship after hardship in the human world.

She wanted some change, being an Earth Immortal now, though not strong, she could help some navigate their tribulations.

As for reaching the other side?

Don’t joke, it remains merely a fantasy written in Buddhist scriptures by groups of people, as Earth Civilization hasn’t achieved that.

"Can it be that I can only leave?" Su Xiaowei pursed her lips, and despite antagonizing some cultivators due to her altruistic acts over the past few years, necessitating several swift departures, she was quite resilient.

Her cultivation had improved rapidly, and keeping mental notes, she hoped to return one day.

She knew within Earth Civilization’s district, cultivators dared not harm her, though she was unconventional, not remaining on the mountain to cultivate but descending to tackle tribulations that shouldn’t exist; after all, who would dare trouble the Precious Light Temple’s True Inheritor unless keen to invite untold trouble?

Within Crow Mountain’s interior, inside a dark space, a two-meter-tall robust man looked troubled, having secluded himself for decades for the purpose of transforming his bloodline from Raven towards Golden Crow.

In the process of secluded cultivation, demonic power often leaked, causing suffering to ordinary people, but it wasn’t as if he actively killed people—what’s the big deal?

That young nun just had to disturb him during his seclusion, repeatedly entering the forbidden area to interfere with his cultivation—it was infuriating!

"Perhaps a scare to drive her away?"

The Raven Spirit, with years of cultivation, wasn’t inexperienced, having eaten people before, killed alien races, and contributed in the Realm War, certainly knowledgeable.

This young nun surely had many good items on her, but while robbery and harm were acceptable, sabotaging her core cultivation would quickly result in misfortune.

"The heavens and earth may be vast, but my cultivation breakthrough is paramount. Regardless of who you are, a beating and throwing far away would suffice."

Restoring his true form, the Raven Spirit turned into a palm-sized raven; as a dignified Upper Rank Celestial Demon, teaching a lesson to a mere Sky Realm Earth Immortal was nothing less than an easy task.