Bai Yujun warmly saw off the living advertisements—at least, they were still alive for now.
Thousand-Household Officer Ge remained silent. After bidding farewell, he walked down the stone steps with a complicated expression. After walking for a while and looking back, he saw no buildings, only white mist. Even the stairs leading up the mountain were no longer visible.
After descending the mountain, Thousand-Household Officer Ge discovered that he could no longer find the path he had just taken. Standing at the foot of the mountain, he could occasionally glimpse the summit through gaps in the dense fog.
Those low-ranking evil demons and Ghostly Entities from before had fled without a trace.
He secretly thought it was a pity. The great figures of the demonic path had suffered grievous losses; how wonderful it would have been to seize this chance and wipe out all the evil demons in one fell swoop.
Forget it. Better rely on oneself than beg others for help. He glanced at the Divine Blade in his hand.
"If I do not enter hell, who will?"
He put away the blade, turned, and hurried toward the outskirts of the mountain, intending to catch up with a few evil demons and slaughter them along the way.
At the mountaintop, the earlier clamor was gone. Only the sounds of wind and leaves remained across the mountain. Bai Yujun waved a hand to disperse the Filth Qi brought by the gathering of evil demons and Ghostly Entities, instructed the diligent Fat Head Cat to clean up the filth on the ground, then drifted back into the building atop a cloud while fanning herself.
She would have to keep advertising and promoting herself in the future, until business flourished.
When had doing business ever been easy?
She flopped into a rocking