"Do you think she’ll succeed?" Feiling asked.

"Not really," Tianming said.

"Why? Isn't that granny a good person?"

"I no longer have anything good to say about the divine moonrace. It can't hurt to be pessimistic. The more hopeful you are, the heavier your disappointment will be."

"Big Brother, we’re now in a difficult time. The fate of the humans of the Flameyellow Continent is still uncertain. We still have to be wary of Bodhi. Not to mention, we don't even know if Feng is even still alive. It's a little difficult for us to rely on the divine moonrace to grow, but we have no choice. You aren’t wrong to think that the people here only want to make use of us without really caring about us."

"It's fine. This is better, in fact. I won't feel indebted to them for cultivating here," he said with a sigh. "Ling'er, if Granny Yuehe doesn't agree to remove this, you’ll have to endure this for a bit....