Savoring the tea's fragrance, she watched the reflections of mountains and rivers in the jade cup.
Bai Yujun sat properly on her knees, looking at the tea's reflection in her hands before raising her head to gaze at the phantom image of the lunar Moon Laurel Tree.
The tea carried a uniquely delicate fragrance.
To speak from the heart, Bai Yujun truly admired Fairy Chang'e. She had lived for so long in this place inhabited by nothing but rabbits—without rain, without icy, crystalline Snow Flowers, without wind or clouds, without ponds, lakes, rivers, or even a well with a trace of dampness.
As they drank tea and chatted idly, they gradually became acquainted. After all, both immortal and dragon were lazy.
"Yujun, the Primordial Immortal Realm has undergone tremendous changes. Is there great chaos?"
From Guanghan Palace, the lands below resembled a chessboard. Since the Heavenly Court had been sealed away, flames of war had blazed everywhere across the earth and mournful cries covered the land. Ghost Qi rose from hell, the Devil Race ran rampant, and slaughter and warfare filled every immortal domain, Killing Intent soaring into the heavens. How could the word "chaos" possibly encompass it all?
At that, Bai Yujun nodded.
"Very chaotic. People have beaten each other's brains into dog brains. Over these past thousand-odd years, I've often been able to eat my fill."
There were too many prey courting death, so predators could feast openly.
Chang'e's eyelid twitched.
For the Mythical True Dragon to be able to eat her fill, one could well imagine how many immortals, gods, demons, and monsters had perished.
"The Devil Race... are there any signs of retreat?"
Bai Yujun shook her head.
"None. They're even more arrogant than before. The Small Worlds are still manageable, but many Great Worlds have