'To become the cook or the ingredient—that was the question.'
Bai Ze remained in his true form, sitting there with a long sigh. He turned to glance at the Water God's incarnation meditating beside the pool with his eyes closed, then looked at the image reflected in the water, slightly lost in thought.
The Water God's life was truly so fulfilling that even beasts envied it.
He had to worry over Heavenly Court affairs, devise schemes against the Western Sect and the Demon Race, fret over his junior sister training outside, occasionally take on a Saint's Task to go out and fight Outer Realm Demons, and casually chat and boast with experts of the Three Teachings, discussing matters of romance.
Over the past half year, the Water God had also taken on the task of teaching the Tribulation Bodies of the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother.
Though whenever this matter came up, the Water God would wave his hands and say, 'That doesn't count, that doesn't count. How could I possibly count as Your Majesty Jade Emperor's teacher?'
Yet Bai Ze always felt that if the Water God could devote nearly a third of his attention to this matter, he must have been quite happy about it...
Unlike him, Bai Ze—a washed-up auspicious beast, a retired demon marshal. Nowadays, aside from occasionally helping the Water God review plans, all he could do was think about how to pursue the ultimate delicacies...
Retirement life was peaceful, and dull.
Bai Ze checked the situation in the pool at the appointed time again. Just as he instinctively withdrew his gaze, he suddenly froze.
This time, Ling'e seemed to have flown rather far from the market town...
"Water God, Water God!"
"Mm?"
Li Changshou's Paper Daoist by the lake opened his eyes. A sharp