105: Chapter 105 The ferocious beast was man-made.

Shen Ye and Xia Qing were stunned at the same time.

"Never used it?"

Shen Ye felt like his brain was about to burn out:

"That shouldn't be right! Since you are the future me, your history is my present. If you've never used it, then why would I?"

Black-Robed Shen Ye gave a bitter smile and pointed at himself:

"Because, in the original timeline, the variable known as [me] didn't exist."

"Your timeline has been forcibly disrupted by the current me."

"The reason you learned that Forbidden Curse, the reason you heard that voice in that dungeon, the reason you lost this eye... all of it is because of me."

Boom!

These words exploded in Shen Ye's ears like a clap of thunder.

He took a sudden step back, looking at this 'himself' before him in disbelief.

So... so the culprit behind all of this really was 'himself'?

The future version of himself had traveled back and personally ruined his current self?

"Why?!"

Shen Ye flew into a rage. He grabbed Black-Robed Shen Ye by the collar, his single eye bloodshot as he roared:

"Why did you do this! Why harm me! What good does this do you? Don't you know how important this eye is to me? Don't you know what Night Curtain means to me?"

Facing the rage of his younger self, Black-Robed Shen Ye did not resist, letting him hold his collar.

His gaze remained calm.

"It's a long story."

Black-Robed Shen Ye lightly patted the back of Shen Ye's hand, signaling him to let go:

"Anger won't solve anything. Though the price you paid was heavy, compared to the truth about to unfold... this eye might just be the necessary admission ticket."

"Sit down, and listen to me explain."

Black-Robed Shen Ye pointed at the stone steps beside him, then looked at Xia Qing, who was still in a daze:

"A-Qing, you sit too. I haven't seen you in many years. It's good to see you looking so young and full of energy."

Xia Qing felt uncomfortable being called 'A-Qing'.

He looked at Shen Ye, and seeing him let go, cautiously approached.

Just as the three were about to sit down.

"Awooo—"

A low, murderous wolf howl suddenly drifted from the shadows of the jungle to the side.

Rustle, rustle, rustle.

The bushes were parted, revealing a massive Nether Wolf, its body radiating eerie green ghost-fire.

Saliva dripped from its mouth, and its ghostly green eyes stared intently at the three people by the altar.

"A ferocious beast!"

Shen Ye instantly entered a combat stance.

Although losing an eye had increased his blind spot, his combat instincts remained top-tier.

Xia Qing stood back-to-back with Shen Ye, staring nervously at the giant wolf:

"Don't worry, it's just one. It's not a big problem!"

While the two were on high alert as if facing a great enemy.

Black-Robed Shen Ye, sitting on the ground, didn't even lift an eyelid, maintaining his lazy posture.

"Don't worry, they won't come over."

Shen Ye frowned:

"This is a ferocious beast from Outside the Border! They have no reason, only slaughter!"

However, what happened in the next second completely overturned Shen Ye and Xia Qing's understanding.

The Nether Wolf, which had been showing its ferocity, saw where the three were located—within the range of the altar and statue—and the murderous light in its eyes vanished instantly.

In its place was a sense of awe originating from deep within its bloodline.

"Whimper..."

The Nether Wolf tucked its tail and let out a whimper, like a pet dog begging for mercy.

It took a deep look at the female statue in the center of the altar, then turned around and vanished back into the jungle in the blink of an eye.

"This..."

Xia Qing's mouth hung open:

"It... it ran away? Is this thing a vegetarian?"

Shen Ye was also shocked.

During this time, he had seen countless ferocious beasts Outside the Border.

He had never seen a ferocious beast voluntarily give up prey that was right in front of its mouth.

Black-Robed Shen Ye seemed long accustomed to this. He patted the stone slab beside him and invited them again:

"See? Within this range, no ferocious beast dares to act up."

"Sit down, let's have a good talk. About this world, about the ferocious beasts, and about... our fate."

After confirming the surroundings were temporarily safe, Shen Ye and Xia Qing sat down opposite Black-Robed Shen Ye, their minds full of questions.

The stone slab of the altar was cold, but it helped Shen Ye's agitated mind cool down slightly.

Black-Robed Shen Ye was in no hurry to explain the timeline issues. Instead, he turned his head and gazed deeply at the weathered female statue in the center of the altar.

"Do you know why even bloodthirsty brutes like the Nether Wolf don't dare approach this place?"

Black-Robed Shen Ye spoke slowly, his voice low.

Shen Ye glanced at the statue.

The face of the woman on the statue was blurred; she was stroking the animal.

Though it was just stone, it exuded an eerie sense of softness.

"Because this altar was built by the ferocious beasts."

Black-Robed Shen Ye dropped the first bombshell:

"And this statue before you, this woman... is their creator."

"One could even say she is the [mother] of all ferocious beasts."

Xia Qing listened, dumbfounded:

"Built by ferocious beasts? Those man-eating beasts can do construction? And they practice worship?"

Shen Ye didn't speak, his brow furrowed.

Black-Robed Shen Ye smiled and continued:

"More accurately, it was built by ferocious beasts with high intelligence to commemorate her."

Then, his tone shifted as he dropped a second, even more shocking piece of information:

"And this woman, whom the ferocious beasts regard as their creator... she is a human."

"What!??"

This time, Shen Ye could no longer sit still. He stood up abruptly, his single eye filled with shock and disbelief.

"The creator is a human? How is that possible!"

To Shen Ye, these words were practically overturning his entire worldview, even trampling on his life's creed.

When he was eight years old, his parents had died tragically in a beast tide, their bodies never recovered.

From that day on, Shen Ye's hatred for ferocious beasts was bone-deep.

He had always believed that ferocious beasts were invaders from another world, emotionless killing machines, and the mortal enemies of humanity.

But now, his future self was telling him—ferocious beasts were man-made?

"If ferocious beasts are man-made..."

Shen Ye's voice trembled slightly:

"Then our years of fighting ferocious beasts, the death of my parents..."

Looking at his agitated younger self, a flash of pain crossed Black-Robed Shen Ye's eyes, but he still nodded:

"It's cruel, but that is the truth."

"You have always wanted to find the origin of the ferocious beasts, to kill them all. That's why I led you here, to let you see the source."

Shen Ye took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the stormy waves in his heart. He sat down again and stared intently at the statue:

"Fine, even if she is human. Then who is she? Someone from over a hundred years ago? Or a survivor of some ancient civilization?"

In the history of this world, the ferocious beast crisis broke out about a hundred years ago.

Logically, this so-called creator should be someone from that era.

However, Black-Robed Shen Ye's next words completely shattered Shen Ye's logical chain.

"No."

Black-Robed Shen Ye shook his head, his gaze becoming incredibly complex:

"She is not an ancient."

"She was born in the very era you are in now."

"She, like you, is a young person who has only recently awakened their class."