Clubbing the Old Daoist Nun

Among Xi Yue's accomplishments, one stood out with particular brilliance: she had once been a mainstay of humanity's resistance against demons during the Demon Calamity, with countless Demon Souls beneath her hand.

Even her instructions to disciples leaving the mountain went: "Watch the affairs of the mortal world in stillness; observe, but do not involve yourself. You are still too green. Even if your heart cannot abide injustice, you must not kill recklessly, lest you meddle blindly with karma... If you must act, prioritize eliminating demons. Those demon creatures may seem insignificant now, but once they gain power, they become a calamity for humankind. Even if you kill every one you see, none could be called innocent."

Qin Yi's behavior when he had first met Minghe could all be traced back to Xi Yue. Minghe had listened to her master's words very well.

Honestly, even though Cheng Cheng knew this Old Daoist Nun had once saved her, she had only assumed it had been a momentary softheartedness. She had never expected this great general of demon resistance to genuinely care about Demon City's safety, and even offer up such an array—clearly one of her sect's highest treasures. It could truly be called sincerity.

She looked at Xi Yue in surprise for a long while, but in the end, rather than questioning her, she smiled in relief. "A toast to Elder Sister."

Xi Yue raised her cup and drank with her, saying as if nothing had happened, "If you have time to visit the wilderness, I'll treat you to the wines of every race. They each have their own flavor."

Cheng Cheng looked at her with great interest and smiled. There was more closeness in that smile now, but also more teasing, as though asking: Aren't you tired, pretending to be