"I'd originally wanted to plant a patch of demon markings on you. They could have made you stronger. But on second thought, forget it... You have a face I can't bear to ruin."
"Among this batch of spirit seeds, you're the finest specimen. My great effort in acquiring you was not wasted. You may take pride in that."
"A brand-new, perfect race will be born by my hand! What do you think of the name 'Spirit Clan'?"
"Hatred me, despise me—it doesn't matter. You want to see my face clearly, want revenge on me? Fine. Wait until you endure the final trial."
"You disappoint me too much! You can't even withstand this little bit of power? Is this all your so-called will amounts to?"
"I'm not torturing you. I'm helping you! Of course, if you see it as torture, that is your freedom. New life has freedom of its own, does it not?"
"You wasted resources far too precious to me, you piece of trash!"
"I don't know at which step something went wrong... Do you feel that anything is amiss?"
"Hahahaha! Your complexion is excellent today. It seems we're on the right path!"
"I can forgive your hatred, your ignorance, and your shallowness. But you may become the world's first Spirit Clan member. You should understand the honor of this... my child."
"Child."
"Child..."
Countless nightmare-like voices bobbed and sank in his mind.
Bear Three Thoughts expended tremendous effort before suppressing them all. Only then could he hear the voice of the divine mountain again.
The enormous bluish-green boulder beside the Fountain of Youth now stood before him.
In the year 3922 of Yuanxi, He Huating had sat atop this boulder and fallen to his death in the Fountain of Youth.
At the time, Zhu Lanruo had been busy