The Profound Ice Qilin fell silent for a moment. The wariness in its eyes gradually faded, replaced by gratitude and complicated emotions.
It slowly lowered its head, its voice carrying a trace of excitement and emotion. "Chen Ze, do you know what the Ice Soul Spirit Pearl means to my clan?
It is not merely the sacred relic of my clan—it is also the hope of our revival.
Back then, the Spirit Realm carried out a massacre of unimaginable cruelty against my clan and seized the Ice Soul Spirit Pearl, nearly bringing us to the brink of extinction.
Now that you have brought it here, it is no different from giving my clan a thread of life."
Chen Ze nodded slightly, his tone sincere. "Senior, this junior understands how important the Ice Soul Spirit Pearl is to your clan.
That is precisely why this junior deliberately brought it here, hoping to help you recover your cultivation and restore the glory of the Profound Ice Qilin clan."
The Profound Ice Qilin raised its head, and there was a little more trust in its gaze. "Chen Ze, I understand your intentions. But aren't you afraid that, after I recover my cultivation, I might turn against you?"
Chen Ze smiled faintly at those words, looking utterly composed. "Senior, since this junior dared to hand the Ice Soul Spirit Pearl to you, I naturally considered that possibility.
However, this junior believes that you are not someone who repays kindness with ingratitude.
Besides, there is no deep-seated hatred between us. On the contrary, we share a common enemy: the Spirit Realm.
If you recovered your cultivation only to deal with me, wouldn't that be making trouble for yourself and allowing the Spirit Realm to reap the fisherman's profit?"
A glimmer of approval flashed through the