Lin Che's face was frighteningly pale, and his tone was dazed and slower than usual, giving off a strong sense of Lin Daiyu's gender transformation: "When you were in the dense forest, did you hear the demon's question?"

Zhao Xi thought, "I heard it, that sound was extremely unpleasant!"

Lin Che: "'The Way of Heaven is the Way of Heaven, and the tide has turned.' If I were like Long Qingyang, spreading the corrupted part of my origin throughout the entire Lower Immortal Realm, I could assimilate the demon race, absorb the myriad demon beasts of the Lower Immortal Realm, and become the Lord of the Demon Realm. Now is my weakest moment. You should let me die in the sun and don't need to save me."

Does he just seem to be in EMO?

That makes sense, considering he faced so many demons alone and nearly disappeared several times.

It's true that you can feel down when something like this happens.

Even though Zhao Xi was unhappy, she put on a stern face and spoke to him seriously. Seeing the peanuts and berries offered by the little kingfisher on the table next to her, she sat down and unceremoniously peeled and ate them. While chewing, she teased, "So, if I risked my life to rush into the dense forest, would I be crazy?"

"Millions of years ago, when spiritual energy first appeared in the mortal realm, countless mortal masters regarded those with spiritual energy as demons and monsters, and considered cultivation techniques as evil arts. If the immortal realm eventually becomes the demon realm, wouldn't it be absurd for me to continue clinging to this belief?"

He used his long, slender fingers to pinch a kingfisher feather and traced the outline of the celestial realm on his clothes.

Zhao Xi was worried about the life and death of the Hundred Beast Garden, but Lin Che was also worried about the Upper Immortal Realm.

At least she could drive the enemies back to the Beast Garden, while if he returned to the Immortal Realm, immortals, demons, gods, and monsters would probably all want to destroy him.

After thinking for a moment, Zhao Xi offered some words of comfort: "Speaking of the changing of the heavens, Lord Water God, you are very learned. Have you ever heard of cyanobacteria?"

Lin Che said, "I have not investigated the matter of other worlds in depth."

Zhao Xi wanted to say, "On the ancient planet, anaerobic bacteria were everywhere and were the dominant organisms at the time. But cyanobacteria invented photosynthesis and produced oxygen. Too much oxygen was poisonous to anaerobic bacteria and almost wiped out all life on the planet. This situation is quite similar to what the demons said about the end of the world."

Lin Che frowned: "Are you also trying to persuade me to fall into the demonic path?"

"No! In fact, billions of years later, cyanobacteria are still similar to the ancient Tai Sui, extremely primitive organisms, and have not taken over the Earth. Anaerobic bacteria have not disappeared from the Earth either; those survivors still stubbornly live in every corner of the Earth, even appearing in human teeth, stomachs, and skin. It was in this environment that more advanced life forms were born in that world, such as my race, a mammal originating from the African savanna," Zhao Xi patted himself, "the highly intelligent 'naked apes'—Homo sapiens, which then ruled the entire planet."

As Lin Che listened to her rambling, his mood subtly improved, and his tone softened: "What are you trying to tell me?"

Zhao Xi raised her eyes and slowly stated, "I don't understand cultivation; I'm just guessing based on common sense. Perhaps the Immortal Realm doesn't need you to kill all the demons single-handedly, nor is it possible for the current demon race to devour smaller demons, leaving only one giant demon. Cultivators might find their own sanctuary in a more complex environment. You've existed in this world for tens of millions of years; the next generation of beings might not be like the ones when you were born, but they won't be the demons we see now. If this world can change, why can't you change it?"

Lin Che stood up and paced slowly around the room, lost in thought. Suddenly, he raised his hand and summoned a small cloud outside the window.

As raindrops fell, a few kingfishers flew by, basking in the rain and preening their feathers.

Zhao Xi thought her voice was clear and bright, but when she thought of those disgusting things from the demon race, she couldn't help but mutter a few more words.

"That demon race won't last long. It's like fine cuisine, which requires perfect color, aroma, and taste. Even squid ink pasta looks appealing with its dark color, and canned herring smells terrible but has a unique flavor. These demons are smelly and filthy, needing to eat anything to replenish their power. They have so many followers but haven't found the right direction for evolution, so they can only expand through destructive devouring, eventually turning themselves into deformed, hybrid creatures. How can such beings be the mainstream of the next generation?"

"You are the mighty Water God, even if you haven't found a way to continue your existence through the changing generations, and even if you will dry up completely in the next era, you are at least fulfilling your mission. You purify yours, they pollute theirs, why argue with these lowly demons who can't survive..."

She was still muttering to herself when suddenly everything went black.

Lin Che's tall and imposing figure blocked her path, his amber eyes fixed intently on her.

Fluorescent blue water droplets, seemingly formed from nowhere, floated around him, creating a shimmering mist.

Only a small portion of the water droplets were stained with ink and exuded a demonic aura.

Perhaps only the gods could achieve such a sudden enlightenment and instantly restore all their spiritual energy.

He stared blankly at her, muttering, "In a more complex environment, find your own refuge...?"

Zhao Xi blinked.

He suddenly bent down, hugged her waist, helped her up from behind the low table, and lowered his head to press his forehead against her face.

A cool breath brushed against Zhao Xixiang's face, and her eyes widened.

I felt a warmth on my lips, and it felt like the whole world was filled with his scent.

Then, like a little kingfisher, she froze in a daze.

What just happened...?

Was it too verbose? Did it return to the dream after being knocked unconscious by the water god?

He wrapped his arms around Zhao Xixiang's waist, bent down, and whispered in her ear, "I need to return to the Immortal Realm."

Zhao Xi felt a tickling sensation in her ears, the sound seemed indistinct, and she was still in a daze, like a fool, only able to utter interjections: "Huh?"

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