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"Are there truly none of the native inhabitants of the Central Plains left?" I asked.
"The last immortal of the Heavenly Dao Palace died before my eyes. Tell me, are there any immortals from the Central Plains left now?" The woman's cold face held not the slightest trace of sorrow.
"A large part of the Central Plains' fortune was also drained away by you, wasn't it?" I glanced at the water in the pool here.
"That's right. The barbarian immortals plundered our resources and deceived our people. Their descendants are all unclean. Rather than let them ascend to immortality and enjoy endless lifespans, it would be better to leave them here to return to the yellow earth." The woman's hatred had carved itself into her bones.
"But you should know that I can't slaughter innocents indiscriminately either. There are good and bad among them. All I can do is select suitable immortals to ascend. As for those who aren't suitable, I absolutely won't let them have their way. Besides, you should know that the native inhabitants haven't necessarily vanished completely. They may still have descendants—perhaps offspring born with the barbarian immortals." I spoke.
I had more or less figured out the current situation. The native inhabitants were from the Heavenly Dao Palace, while Chiyou Province belonged to the barbarian immortals. Yet after being in contact for so long, it wasn't as though they had never communicated with each other. In fact, according to the records, it had once been extremely common: one side was willing to help, and the other was willing to learn.
One side had wanted to assimilate the other, only to have its nest wiped out. That was indeed a blow to one's dignity. But the strong preyed on the