"Bullshit!" Hearing Li Chen say that, Huang Zhao dispensed with all courtesy. "You're nothing but a hypocrite. Do you think you're the only one with a bottom line, while we have none?"
"We know the harm this causes, too. But when it comes to damaging the Human Dao to advance the Insect Dao, how could we compare to even a ten-thousandth of what you've done, Grandmaster Li, letting insects wreak havoc and building the Natural Disaster Legion?"
"You yourself said you know many people use humans as materials, harvesting living bodies and cutting them apart to refine Corpse Puppets. You only oppose it for the sake of your own materials business in Guangyun Domain. Who doesn't know you made a breakthrough in this field long ago and developed an industrial production method for cultivating Clay People on a massive scale?"
"But do you realize that, even now, Clay People puppets cannot simulate the spirituality and root bone possessed by human cultivators? Even Spirit Humans cannot fully match real, natural living beings. To rival or even surpass nature's handiwork requires the application of a Root Dao Art!"
"And you spoke of taking matters into your own hands and killing those female cultivators. Do you think that restored their dignity? How was that any different from the ignorant peasants of ancient times who forced women abducted by mountain bandits to throw themselves down wells?"
"Did you personally ask those female cultivators whether they would rather bear demonic fetuses for Fellow Daoist Qi and cling to life, or be killed by you? I refuse to believe every last one of them wanted to die rather than endure what you considered humiliation!"
"Besides, the Myriad Heavens are full of Puppet Masters like us. Can you possibly police them all?"
Li Chen pondered in silence.