In the living room on the first floor of the villa, a certain Former Yin Emperor sat sprawled on the Sofa without a shred of dignity, eating snacks.
Most of the time, she stayed inside her own dream world. The television might have been off right now, but in her dreams, it was probably playing some wildly popular drama.
"Grotto-Heaven and Blessed Land? Why are you asking about that?"
Munching on potato chips, the Pink Haired Girl looked thoroughly puzzled.
"Of course I know about them, but logically speaking, places like that should have all been destroyed by now, right? Even if a few survived, they've probably turned into Demon Dens."
"Why?"
"Oh, I don't know."
"..."
"Grotto-Heaven and Blessed Land are matters of the Yang World. I was in charge of the Underworld—what did affairs of the Yang World have to do with the Underworld?"
The Pink Haired Girl curled her lips.
"Besides, by then I'd already split apart and fallen into a deep sleep. You saw what the Underworld had become. Did you really think I still had the spare energy to worry about what was happening in the Yang World?"
"Then how did you know those Grotto-Heavens and Blessed Lands had all turned into Demon Dens?"
Bai Zhi looked suspiciously at the pink-haired girl in front of him.
"What do you think?"
Tossing several potato chips into her mouth, the Pink Haired Girl glanced at him.
"The Underworld was corrupted into that godforsaken state. If I hadn't split myself apart at the end, even the Inheritance Stele Forest wouldn't have been preserved. If the Underworld ended up like that, then after those people carried out the Severing of Heaven and Earth and left, did you really think those Grotto-Heavens and Blessed Lands and secret realms could have