The descent of a divine dragon was a rare auspicious omen; the Blade Calamity scattered completely.
The war could no longer be fought at all. A deity from beyond the heavens floated there, and beneath her pressure, fear arose in their hearts, leaving them without the courage to fight. The nobles could no longer drive the commoners at the bottom to risk their lives. When hearts scattered, troops became impossible to lead.
Tens of thousands stood there stiffly. They wanted to leave but could not, and wanted to look up at that peerlessly beautiful goddess but did not dare raise their heads.
Zhen Bei glanced at Bai Yujun a few times before finally unable to resist speaking.
"Bai, could you turn your eyes back to black and tuck away your fangs a little? You'd look better that way."
"You and the monkey both think I'm ugly?"
Bai Yujun suddenly began doubting her appearance. Could she really be unattractive?
Zhen Bei hurriedly waved his hands.
"No, no, no. What does that monkey know about beauty? You're the most beautiful immortal woman I've ever seen, the most beautiful of all. It's just that fewer dragon traits would suit our human aesthetics better. Look, you're the only dragon here. We're all human."
One had to make words sound pleasant. In truth, Zhen Bei was not entirely flattering her either. The Dragon Girl truly was stunning; beauties of the mortal world simply could not be mentioned in the same breath. It was still a crushing blow from a higher dimension.
Bai Yujun nodded, her pointed ears twitching.
"Fine. What a bother. You aren't entirely human either."
Ignoring Zhen Bei's expression as he struggled to recognize himself, Bai Yujun turned the white scales along her brow ridges into eyebrows. The sparse scales on her cheeks