"This is the Sea of Death. Once we take you to a safe island, you will be free."
"The second choice is to sign a contract with me and become my Soul Spirit. Only then will you have a chance of surviving. Which one you choose is up to you."
Long Yao crouched down, her pure, innocent eyes meeting those of the Three-Eyed Macaque.
Unexpectedly, the Three-Eyed Macaque suddenly spoke in human language. "Human, why did you save me?"
It seemed this was the question the Three-Eyed Macaque had wanted to ask all along.
But from the perspective of a Soul Beast, he could not understand Long Yao's thoughts.
Yet Long Yao answered as if it were only natural. "I wanted to save you because you encountered those evil people. They should not have been allowed to kill you and take your Soul Ring and soul bone."
"Soul Beasts are not accessories or consumables for human Soul Masters. It is only because of the needs of our respective cultivation that we were ultimately forced to become enemies."
"That was the case ten thousand years ago, and it is still the case now."
By the time Long Yao finished speaking, her gaze had become increasingly resolute.
Her final words revealed the cycle of cause and effect. Ten thousand years ago, humans had indeed been weak, even becoming part of the Soul Beasts' food supply.
But afterward, humans gradually grew stronger. By hunting Soul Beasts to obtain powerful Soul Rings, they eventually reversed the positions of attacker and defender between the two sides.
"Aren't you afraid that your body will be unable to withstand my power and that you'll end up dying?"
This time, it was the Three-Eyed Macaque who hesitated. After a long while, he finally asked.
Hearing the doubt in