Inside the cave abode on Xuanjing Mountain, where Shen Shuibi was in seclusion.
The lesser Heavenly Demon was circling the cave abode, while Shen Shuibi felt an endless torrent of demonic thoughts assailing her from within.
A lesser Heavenly Demon was in truth a tendril of a Heavenly Demon and naturally possessed some of a Heavenly Demon's traits. As it revolved, myriad fleeting manifestations of mortal life continuously emerged from the demonic thoughts around it.
The teeming masses had millions upon millions of faces: beauty and ugliness, cleverness and foolishness, righteousness and evil, good and bad, even all manner of perverse views and inverted hearts. They had millions upon millions of aspects, manifestations of every state of mind, encompassing all good and evil, right and wrong, good and bad, greed, delusion, anger, contention, wrath, curses, resentment, regretlessness, and refusal to let go.
And all of it manifested within the demonic thoughts surrounding her.
Yet in this state, Shen Shuibi actually withdrew the Pure Heart Divine Incantation and faced the lesser Heavenly Demon on her own initiative.
"Talk... You actually want to talk to me? Do you not know that I am a 'demon'?" The lesser Heavenly Demon seemed greatly surprised by her attitude.
"What, a dignified fourth-rank cultivator cannot even face a fifth-rank cultivator like me?" Shen Shuibi retorted.
"Interesting... Fine, then let us talk." The lesser Heavenly Demon's form shifted.
Then it took on Yang Ning's features.
No matter how one looked at it, it was exactly like Yang Ning, even down to the aura of her cultivation technique.
A trace of disgust showed in Shen Shuibi's eyes.
"Do not look at me like that. You find it easier to speak this way, don't you, Sister?" the lesser Heavenly Demon said with a smile.
"I am beginning to regret