Inviting the Sky Dream Clan into the Tower

"To survive."

Its Spiritual Power fluctuations turned low and sorrowful.

"Something has gone wrong with this small world. The spiritual herbs are withering, and the spiritual energy is dissipating. In the past, the spiritual herbs here were enough for both our races to survive. Although we had occasional friction, we would not go to all-out war. But in recent years, there have been fewer and fewer spiritual herbs, and their quality has grown worse and worse. We Tian Meng Ice Butterflies feed on the nectar of spiritual herbs, while the Human-Faced Ghost Ice Moths feed on their roots and stems. With fewer spiritual herbs, neither of our races can eat our fill."

It paused, its wings trembling lightly.

"Hunger drives one mad. The Human-Faced Ghost Ice Moths began seizing our territory and our spiritual herbs, and we could only resist. That was how the war began. We fought year after year, and countless clansmen died, but neither side was willing to back down. Because backing down meant the extinction of our race."

Xiao Yun fell silent.

This was not the first time he had seen such a scene. In the Vast Wilderness World, on the Douluo Continent, in any place where life existed, the struggle for resources was an eternal theme. When resources were abundant, everyone could live in peace; when resources were scarce, war would break out. There was no right or wrong, only survival.

He looked at the Sky Dream Ice Butterfly leader, then at the battered Tian Meng Ice Butterflies, and made his decision.

"I'll find a way to solve the problem with this small world," he said. "The plants will grow again, and the spiritual energy will become abundant again. When that time comes, your two races will each occupy half and not infringe on each