"My clansmen, my clansmen!"
At this moment, Sui Ren Shi was even more despairing than Xi He had been after losing her nine sons. Even when the Witch Clan had previously forced the Human Race into submission, Sui Ren Shi had not been this hopeless.
"Hmph! You cannot endure even this little blow? What did we say before? Our Human Race must be like wild grass, taking root in the Prehistoric Era."
"A single blade of wild grass can spread across the entire Prehistoric Era. We Human Race have so many clansmen, so why can't we? Our Human Race will either succeed or grow. No matter what happens, there is no such thing as failure!"
Xiao supported Sui Ren Shi and spoke with a resolute expression.
"But..."
"No buts. The Human Race will stand at the peak of the world in the future. Everything will become nourishment for our growth. The road ahead is still long, and our Human Race needs the spirit to strive relentlessly!"
Xiao patted Sui Ren Shi before making his way to Peach Mountain. This Clan Leader's resolve was still not firm enough. Xiao had to step in and help him overcome this inner trial.
"Fellow Daoist, you're here!"
Houyi sat on a stone and greeted Xiao before falling silent again.
Xiao bore no resentment toward Houyi, this Great Witch. Whether it was Houtu, Houyi, or Kuafu, the Human Race felt only admiration and gratitude toward them.
Houtu had helped the Human Race many times. Kuafu had even died for the Human Race. Though Houyi had not acted for their sake, shooting down the nine Golden Crows had still alleviated the Human Race's disaster.
"Not planning to return?"
Xiao found a stone and sat down.
"I'm not going back. I am a sinner of the Witch