After hearing Rulu's words, C.C. remained silent for a moment before sighing: "Human affairs are truly complicated. Holding onto something from so long ago, insisting on fighting to the death before being satisfied. I really don't understand human thinking."

  Rulu raised an eyebrow, looking at C.C. and said: "What do you mean by 'human'? Aren't you human? You speak as if you're some superior animal. If you look down on humans so much, why do you have a human face, use human language, and talk to me, a human?"

  C.C. was taken aback. She lowered her head, instinctively looking at her hands, then laughed self-mockingly and said: "You're right. Whether I like it or not, I am human now, and perhaps I will always be human."

  After venting his anger, Rulu gradually calmed down. He felt that being angry at C.C. was meaningless and said: "Forget it. C.C., you're not anyone special to me. You have no obligation to help me. You've already helped me greatly by giving me this Spiritual-power. Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's go back."

  As Rulu spoke, he walked towards the secret house, but C.C. remained where she was, not moving. After walking about ten meters, Rulu noticed C.C. hadn't followed and turned back, looking at her with surprise: "What's wrong, C.C.?"

  "I've known your father for a very long time, longer than you have, and I understand him better," C.C. murmured with her head lowered.

  "What did you say?" Because C.C.'s voice was soft, Rulu didn't hear clearly, so he came back to C.C.'s side and questioned her.

  C.C. raised her head, staring at Rulu's face, and said: "Rulu, do you know why the Sanctuary wages war, invades other countries in the world, and continuously collects resources from around the globe?"

  Rulu hadn't expected C.C. to ask him this question. After thinking for a moment, he said: "Of course I know. The Sanctuary doesn't have fixed territory; it doesn't belong to any continent in the world. It's completely artificially constructed. The Sanctuary collects resources from around the world to build itself."

  "That's right," C.C. said slowly. "Initially, the Sanctuary's land area was very small, only as large as a small island. After several hundred years of expansion, it's now as large as several provinces of the Huaxia Nation combined. Let me ask you another question, Rulu: Do you know why the Sanctuary doesn't occupy other territories as its land, but instead goes to such great lengths to collect resources from around the world to build itself?"

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  "Well..." Rulu pondered and said, "The Sanctuary's environment is very special. The composition of its land and air is different from ordinary places, filled with strange energy that can change the constitution of life, even make life eternally youthful. The Sanctuary can be described as a closed magical nation. To maintain this special environment, special methods must be used to build it. Resources of various kinds must be collected from around the world."

  C.C. nodded and said: "As expected of the Prince of the Sanctuary, you know quite a lot. Let me ask you another question: Why is the Emperor of the Sanctuary so eager to build it? What is his ultimate goal?"

  Without thinking, Rulu said: "Of course, it's to expand the Sanctuary's power, to make the Sanctuary the strongest country in the world, and then to dominate and rule the world."

  "No, you're wrong," C.C. refuted Rulu's words. "The Emperor of the Sanctuary's ultimate goal is not to rule the world. On the contrary, his ultimate goal is to separate the Sanctuary from this world, completely isolating it from the real world."

  "Separate from the world, isolate from reality? What are you talking about?" Rulu didn't quite understand C.C.'s words.

  C.C. said: "Simply put, the Emperor of the Sanctuary wants to create a new world, a world that exists in an independent space-time dimension. It exists in our current space-time but doesn't belong to this space-time. It can traverse time, travel to the past and future, completely unrestricted by time and space."

  "Are... are you serious?" Rulu was dumbfounded, instinctively thinking C.C. was talking nonsense.

  "Of course it's true," C.C. glanced at Rulu and continued, "Not only that, once this world is built, it will have absolute control over the Blue Star. If that Emperor wishes, he can control the Blue Star to drift freely in the universe, or he can completely destroy the Blue Star. He can even create a new Blue Star. This world can be said to be the world of a god."

  After hearing C.C.'s words, Rulu was stunned: "No, this is impossible. That Emperor cannot achieve such a thing."

  C.C. smiled mockingly and said: "Whether you believe it or not, this is the Emperor of the Sanctuary's ultimate goal, and it's what he's currently doing."

  Rulu seemed to be greatly shocked. With a horrified expression, he held his head in his hands, muttering: "No, impossible. If that Emperor can really do such a thing, if he truly possesses such powerful strength, then I can never defeat him. I can never win against him, never..."