"Gurgle, gurgle."
Ru Lan's soft voice gradually faded away, leaving only the sound of meat porridge boiling in the blue-and-white porcelain pot within the guest room. The fragrance of dragon meat stew slowly spread through the air as well.
Tianye's voice was very soft, yet it was just loud enough for Jia Yi and Li Junwu to hear.
Casting a sidelong glance with her golden eyes at the Western Region girl by the window lattice, Tianye straightened up and chuckled. "Because the Heavenly Oversight Pavilion controlled the Central Plains and barred ancient beasts from entering, while the Great Desert had extremely limited room to survive, a long and bitter war broke out between the clans that believed in the Kirin Wolf and the Insect Saint. In the end, the Kirin Wolf's side won, gradually evolving generation after generation into the Dachao People.
"The so-called Great Desert Divine Sons and Goddesses are special individuals among them whose compatibility with the Kirin Wolf or Insect Saint has reached a certain critical point."
"..."
Having heard this, Jia Yi by the window instantly turned her gaze toward the black-skirted girl who had suddenly appeared, suspicion in her eyes.
The war between the Kirin Wolf clan and the Insect Saint clan had been a struggle for living space, but it had also been a war of religious faith—a war waged with the intent of slaughtering every last heretic.
Recalling the history books she had read, Jia Yi murmured softly, "Compatibility with the Kirin Wolf and the Insect Saint? Why would there be an Insect Saint? The clan that worshipped the Insect Saint should have been wiped out by our Dachao ancestors..."
"History can be falsified."
Xu Yuan spoke up, cutting her off. Under her gaze, he said slowly, "For some reason, the rulers of