The wind was bleak and desolate.
White Elephant remained silent for a long while, hesitating for a long while, before finally forcing out a few words. "...I'll think about it again."
"Tsk..."
The old Daoist bared his teeth, but he could not be bothered to waste any more breath. He merely shook his head.
"Do as you please, do as you please. Hurry up and leave."
With that, the old Daoist drifted leisurely toward Chang'an.
White Elephant stood in the wind.
After a while, he pulled his gray robe tighter around himself, then turned into a streak of escaping light and silently followed after him.
Upon returning to Chang'an, Jiang Yuechu did not head straight back to the Imperial City.
Instead, she brought Xuan Yuanming to a secluded cliff outside the city.
The young girl casually waved a hand.
Dense piles of storage pouches poured down, most of them still stained with purple-black demon blood. Before long, they had stacked into a heap before the two of them.
The demon soldiers and generals who could enter the Immortal-God Cave Abode naturally had no lack of wealth and foundations. Yet now, it had all fallen into her hands.
"Help me take stock of these first. Same old rules—sort out the Spirit Art Realm artifacts, spirit artifacts, and Dao-Union Relics."
"Yes."
Xuan Yuanming had no complaints about this. He strode forward, sat down cross-legged, and began carefully sorting through them.
Since he could not help much in battle, handling some trivial chores was only right and proper.
Jiang Yuechu had originally wanted to sit beside him and learn a few methods for identifying spirit artifacts and treasures.
But after watching for a while,
she stopped forcing herself and quietly walked aside, finding a flat patch of blue stone to sit cross-legged