The Sensible Jiang Yuechu

Several massive, exotic beasts with auras as deep as the Deep Abyss lounged in a corner of the grassland.

The ordinary mounts nearby dared not approach, leaving a vast, empty expanse around them.

A giant demon beast covered in crimson scales, the Red-Armored Giant Rhino, snorted, sending two jets of scorching white steam billowing into the air.

"Ink Horn Lord, what do you say?"

Observing the other demons looking toward him, an old man who had transformed into a half-human height with a single pitch-black horn atop his head stroked his beard with indifference.

"A mere Chess-Player Realm cultivator, nothing to make a fuss about."

A trace of disdain flickered in Ink Horn Lord's eyes as he sneered, "Look at that delicate, naive appearance; she is likely some unpromising descendant of an Immortal God from the Heavenly Court, dumped into this dead-end office by her elders to gild her resume."

"These pampered scions of noble houses are the most cowardly and protective of their own lives. As long as we don't tear the roof off this Imperial Horse Immortal Division, she won't dare to meddle in our affairs; she will simply turn a blind eye."

With his words, the anxious hearts of the other demons finally settled.

The Red-Armored Giant Rhino bared its blood-filled maw, revealing rows of sharp, jagged teeth: "That's good to hear. My mouth has been feeling bland these past few days; tonight, I'll snatch a few blood-fed offerings to satisfy my cravings."

In truth, being the mounts of the Heavenly Court's Immortal Gods sounds glorious, but the days are actually incredibly dull.

Serving in the heavens, they are the face of their masters.

They must suppress their ferocity daily, putting on a facade of auspicious, noble beasts.

Every day they eat tasteless immortal grass and drink