Tu Shan fell silent. What He Tianming had said was indeed reality.
Man was the butcher's block, I the fish upon it—this perfectly described the plight of Jadegreen Manor and sects of its standing.
Yet even so, he did not believe that was a reason to slaughter innocents indiscriminately.
"So, you pledged allegiance to the All-Beings Demon Gate?" Tu Shan slowly spoke, his tone questioning.
"I do not deny what you said, but sacrificing tens of thousands of lives for it—how are you any different from the Heavenly Evolution Upper Sect you speak of? Are you not treating others like pigs and dogs!?"
"Old Tu, I will not argue with you."
He Tianming shook his head and stood with his hands behind his back, his tone calm.
"You are a healer, so you should understand one truth best. The medicines of this world have always been divided into ranks, and people are no different. Those born into great clans and noble families, those born into Upper Sects, enjoy resources beyond anything we can imagine from the moment they are born.
"I refuse to accept it. Why? Why should they be allowed to trample over our heads!"
At that point, a hint of hysteria appeared on He Tianming's face.
"You know my talent. Ten years ago, I had already reached True Astral Perfection. And then? The chance to break into the True Essence Realm was vanishingly slim, simply because what I learned was not peerless martial arts, simply because I lacked sufficient resources!
"If not for the exploitation of the Upper Sects, I would have had a chance. But because of that, my path was cut off. For my entire life, I will never reach a higher realm!"
"And the Demonic Sect offers you a way out?" Tu Shan asked evenly.