Bai Yujun held a teapot, drowsy with sleep.
Her originally poised kneeling posture had turned into a casual slouch as she yawned. After kneeling for so long, her dragon legs had gone numb at the knees. Violent fluctuations of aura in the distance had interrupted the gathering. Immortals with Mortal Immortal Cultivation wore solemn expressions as they pointed and discussed, while those who had yet to become immortals could not conceal their eagerness.
Every so often, she glanced at Sang Yu. Bai grew increasingly satisfied with her Transformation Technique.
"How strange. That undying old remnant soul is staring at beautiful Fairy Hong. Could it be that after abstaining for tens of thousands of years, he has taken a fancy to a beauty? If Liucheng lacked beauties, not even ghosts would believe it. The newly crowned courtesan of the brothel is gorgeous."
After finishing the tea, she fished out the Tea Leaves, stuffed them into her mouth, and slowly chewed.
The latest tea-flavored chewing gum.
"Seems like... several sects and Aristocratic Clans in the Wenhuo Great World have reached some sort of agreement with the Devil Race, preserving their strength instead of clashing with them. Looks like those Great Worlds that fell were all courting death."
Gods and Devils could enter and leave Great Worlds at will. The Devil Race only needed to use a little Open Scheme to conquer them with ease. Small Worlds were protected by the Heavenly Dao, impossible to enter or leave, so their native inhabitants had no choice but to fight desperately. Honestly, by all reason, Great Worlds should never have fallen. As for why they had failed, it was basically the same as the Wenhuo Great World.
"Forget it. I can't be bothered."
"I'll get the Dragon Remains early and leave. If they want to