When a nation's strength waned, evil aberrations ran rampant.
Along the way, Bai Yujun had seen far too many ghosts and sinister creatures causing trouble, yet she could not be bothered to interfere. The world was split apart, turbulent and precarious, battered by wind and rain; evil things bred everywhere, and she could not possibly deal with them all. Unless one crossed her path, she did not care to pay it any mind.
One day, they found an abandoned village to spend the night in. Do not wonder why there were so many deserted courtyards and villages. After decades of war, people had nearly been fought to extinction. The population had suffered grievous losses, and empty houses stood everywhere.
As they entered the village, they saw a woman by the well. The instant the woman spotted Bai Yujun, she jolted in alarm and vanished.
Pan Xiong wanted to step forward, but Bai Yujun shook her head and sighed.
"Forget it. Since she has done no evil, why must we wipe her out completely? Let it count as accumulating some hidden virtue."
"What you say is most true, miss."
Pan Xiong did not really understand Bai Yujun's actions. It could not be helped. In this era where profit came first and everyone believed themselves to be the greatest under heaven, few people considered doing good. What was written in books was no more than slogans. Especially in these Chaotic Times, nobody cared whether those at the bottom lived or died.
This dragon dared to fight Nascent Soul Experts, yet could also get along amicably with insignificant people at the bottom.
The plum rains drizzled endlessly. The Pan Family members each found rooms to settle into, doing everything they could to start fires and drive away the damp chill for warmth, trying