The human children opposite them looked sallow and thin, yet their faces were full of stubbornness.
The boy at the front still wore a longevity lock around his neck. His face flushed red as he retorted.
"Nonsense!"
"Since ancient times, it has been the human race that enlightened the ten thousand lands. You... you merely stole what was ours!"
The moment those words left his mouth.
The little foxes around him instantly bristled, baring their teeth as low growls rumbled in their throats.
The little fox in the green robe at the front merely sneered. "Crude!"
"When we Fox Clan act... can that be called stealing?"
It cast a sidelong glance at the boy, its eyes filled with contempt.
"Teacher also said that all you do is cling to your ancestors' things and gnaw away at old capital, never thinking of progress."
"But us? We are 'indigo born of blue, yet surpassing blue'!"
As it spoke, it stepped closer. A profoundly human-like sneer appeared on its furry face. "If the human race is truly as formidable as you say, the spirit of all living things..."
It raised a paw and pointed toward the distant Pillheart Pavilion. "Then why are your fathers and mothers on the front mountain, tending fires and refining pills for us?"
"The so-called spirit of all living things... is nothing more than a slave to our Demon Race?"
The moment those words were spoken.
The boy's face turned deathly pale. His lips trembled as he tried to refute it, yet he could not utter a single word.
His eyes reddened, tears welling within them.
That was right.
If humans were truly so formidable, why had they fallen to such a state?
Why could those Gao-and-mighty demons wear their clothes, read their books, and then turn around to