"I do intend to support the human race."
Shi Lan didn't deny it. She reached out and touched Ye's head, her eyes softening. "I'm not short on time. I can wait for them to grow up."
For her, the moment she returned to the ancient past, the future had already stopped. No matter when she went back, she would arrive at the same point in time. Until then, she had all the time in the world.
What Shi Lan had done over the years was no secret in the Lingyang Realm. Many people knew about it.
In the eyes of the divine race, the mixed-bloods, and the demons, these human children were all Shi Lan's test subjects, used to test new cultivation arts. Even most of the human race's powerful cultivators thought the same.
This practice was common in the Lingyang Realm. At least in the early stages, the human race grew quickly, so if a cultivation art had any drawbacks, they would soon become apparent.
The human race didn't resist. Even if there might be unpredictable side effects, it could still give them another path to cultivation.
The human race's cultivation system was now extremely chaotic. Much of it had been cobbled together, either by imitating incomplete divine battle arts or by learning from the demons' method of drawing in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. This had spawned all kinds of breathing techniques, a bewildering variety, and left cultivators with wildly uneven levels of strength.
As for Shi Lan's martial canon, it was a rare cultivation method well suited to the human race as it stood. None of the children who had left this mountain valley had shown any problems, and some of the human race's powerful cultivators had already begun studying it in secret.
"Where's Xia?"