Two hundred million years ago, the Celestial Great Saints had been widely spreading cultivation methods.
They loved life, treating all intelligent living beings equally.
But there was one kind of life they alone disliked.
Collective intelligence.
The Celestial Great Saints had never been stingy about displaying their coldness toward collective intelligence.
There was no reason for it. Perhaps it was merely an aesthetic preference of the Celestial Great Saints.
And for that very reason, collective intelligence had been called the "Heavenly Jealousy Race" two hundred million years ago.
For this group of cultivators who had experienced the underground world, secrets of this degree had long ceased to be secrets.
The relationship between the Sea God, the Cambrian Demon Race, and the dragon race was known to them all.
Of course, the ultimate result was that quite a few humans felt the dragon race's friendliness was genuinely high—after all, if humanity had such a dark chapter in its history, people would surely stop at nothing to erase it.
Yet the dragon race seemed not to mind humanity learning of it in the slightest.
Xi naturally knew about it as well. She continued poking Ai Qinglan's face. Judging by Chen Feng's expression, she had not used spiritual power this time.
Then she pressed her head against Ai Qinglan's lower abdomen.
"Mm, a new life like this can actually be born from an old life—evolution in your world is very interesting," Xi said. "In ancient times, life was merely a random product, an ordered structure emerging from chaos. Then, the meaning of your individual existence was to let this 'structure' constantly copy and paste itself. Much evolution occurred to ensure that goal could be accomplished. At first, it was merely self-replication. Then, to expand the variables, your ancestors divided yin and yang and