Ah Yin let out a soft sigh.
Ah Yin spoke gently.
"Actually, a long, long time ago, humans and soul beasts were not mortal enemies like they are now."
Qian Renxue turned to look at Ah Yin.
"What do you mean?"
A trace of reminiscence surfaced in Ah Yin's eyes—the scenes of the ancient era recorded in her inherited memories.
"Back in that era, the era when this senior and Progenitor Lan existed."
"Human cultivation did not rely entirely on hunting soul beasts to obtain soul rings."
"Soul beasts and humans could even form contracts, benefiting each other and growing together."
"The world back then was far broader than it is now, and there was nowhere near this much killing or hostility."
"It was only later, with the changes in the rules and the greed in people's hearts, that things became what they are today."
At this point, Ah Yin glanced in the direction of Shrek Camp, her eyes filled with disgust.
"Especially people like Tang San, who wave the banner of justice while acting like bandits."
"The justice in their eyes is nothing more than: those who submit prosper, and those who defy perish."
Qian Renxue's body trembled.
Humans and soul beasts had once been able to coexist?
Mutual benefit?
Those few simple words set off a storm in her heart.
Wasn't that exactly the kind of world she wanted to create?
A world without meaningless slaughter, filled with order and light.
If even soul beasts had the right to survive, then perhaps there could be fewer conflicts among humans as well?
"I understand."
The confusion in Qian Renxue's eyes vanished, replaced by an unprecedented resolve.
She looked at Qian Ye.
"Ancestor, I don't want Tang San to succeed."
"I want to save her."
"Not for rewards, nor for