Because of a broken Crystal Ball, Bai Moulong felt a little depressed...
In the morning, she went out with a head full of messy hair and stood at the cliff's edge, beginning her long-familiar Swallowing Clouds and Exhaling Mist. Mountains and a sea of clouds stretched before her; old trees and ancient pines below the cliff half-concealed towers and halls, while slender white waterfalls turned to cloud halfway down, gilded by the rising sun.
After practicing Breath Control for a while.
For no reason, she raised her head toward the azure sky. There were fewer and fewer stars and celestial phenomena in the void in that direction; farther on, there was nothing at all. If she really put her back into it, perhaps she could fly to the edge of the Cosmic Void.
The wind on the mountain was occasionally fierce, the airflow rushing straight at her and smoothing much of her unruly hair.
The small square outside the divine hall had already begun its daily Morning Class. The demon beasts and spirits who kept the Dragon Palace running were honestly reading and studying.
Cheng Su had left the Dragon Palace two days ago, busy constructing temples and monasteries. Today, the Flower Demon was in charge of Morning Class.
Bai Yujun sat on the stone railing at the cliff's edge and listened for a while. She thought it was decent; the Flower Demon had a good head on her shoulders. Few minor demons and spirits were clever. Most developed Spiritual Intelligence slowly and acted according to instinct. To become smarter, they had to gradually accumulate experience. Fortunately, the Dragon Palace had traces of scattered dragon aura, and demon beasts and spirits touched by it evolved somewhat faster than those outside, especially when it came to increasing Spiritual Intelligence.
She looked