When Lu Chang'sheng asked this question,
Ning Chenxin recalled the scenes from their journey just now.
The beast herds fighting to the death for resources.
Fighting over territories.
All sorts of reasons, strange and familiar.
You could say, it's all a cycle of struggle!
But before Ning Chenxin could reply, Lu Chang'sheng continued, "And during your time spreading the Dao, between sects and rogue cultivators, in the quest for more strength, how is it then?"
Ning Chenxin's face grew grave. "Much like the beast herds."
Lu Chang'sheng smiled slightly. "So, when I spoke of my plans to rule over the Low Latitude Realms earlier, did you feel that doing this would make us no different from them?"
Ning Chenxin hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
Back when he listened to his master's plans, he'd said nothing—the heaviness in his heart came from this very point.
"Struggles exist everywhere—whether for cultivation, for power, for destiny, or for longevity."
