"But if even people like the celestials in the Celestial Basilica are rotten..." She lifted her head and looked at him. "Then what is the righteous path, really? What is light supposed to be?"
Jared looked at her for a long while before he finally spoke, "The righteous path isn't something people claim with their mouths. It's what they do with their hands. Light isn't something other people give you. It's something you carry inside yourself."
He rose and walked over to the window, then stood there with his hands behind his back. "The people who parade around calling themselves righteous aren't always good. And the demonic cultivators everybody spits on aren't always evil either. What's righteous and what's wicked doesn't depend on identity. It depends on the heart."
Evelyn nodded, only half understanding.
Jared said nothing more. He only looked out toward Saintlight Peak in the distance, his gaze deep and unreadable.
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