The last night in Heaven.
Bai Yujun took off her armor and changed into lighter clothes. Lying on her side, she watched the stars and the brightly lit docks beyond the South Heavenly Gate.
More and more demon immortals with divine posts had come to seek refuge...
Those with real ability had long since left. The ones willing to follow Bai Moulong were all minor gods and minor immortals with no one to rely on. Usually cautious and diligent, they were like Bai Yujun herself—not seeking grandeur enough to shake heaven and earth, only a fine shade beneath a great tree. They had clung to Heaven, living their little lives and muddling along while waiting for death.
Besides the demon immortals, there were also several humans, all fellow townsfolk who had ascended from the Dragon Sleep Lesser World.
All had decided to seek shelter beneath the White Dragon's banner.
Under the moonlight, more than a thousand men, women, old folk, and children stared at Bai Moulong in unison, their eyes brimming with hope.
In truth, minor gods and minor immortals were the foundation of Heaven's operation. They knew all manner of trivial affairs and were all talents. No, they were all outstanding demon talents and had to be kept.
She rolled over, sat up, and took a drink of water.
When she saw the number clearly, she was startled. She had not expected there to be so many demon gods and demon immortals, though none had much fighting strength.
She gave a light cough, clasped her hands behind her back, and spoke solemnly.
"Everyone, since you've chosen to make a living under me, Bai Moulong, thank you for your trust. I won't say much about the rules. There's still time to leave now. I'll give you one incense stick's time