Before the enormous yellow peak to the northwest, Lin Xinyue withdrew her gaze from the battle between Bai Jingjing and Bai Linglong, a flicker of surprise passing through her eyes.
Patriarch Bai Jingjing and Bai Linglong of Daughter Village were actually sisters. No wonder Daughter Village and Spider Cave had so many similar divine abilities.
She quickly composed herself and turned to look ahead.
Bai Xiaotian and Nie Caizhu stood in midair, blocking the way before her and Ma Xiuxiu.
Nie Caizhu and Ma Xiuxiu stared at one another, with no one else in their eyes.
Lin Xinyue had heard a little about Nie Caizhu and Ma Xiuxiu's history. Seeing this scene gave her quite a headache.
The battle for Chang'an City concerned the fate of the human and immortal races, as well as the Demon Clan. It was bound to be a life-or-death showdown. No matter who won or lost, the price would be unimaginably severe. She had recruited Ma Xiuxiu in the hope of securing as much of a chance at survival as possible in this unprecedented war.
Yet judging by the present situation, Ma Xiuxiu seemed to have long since cast that original intention aside.
"Fellow Daoist Bai, it has been a long time." Lin Xinyue's thoughts shifted, and she turned toward Bai Xiaotian with a radiant smile.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, are you truly now a venerable of the Demon Clan?" Bai Xiaotian had been secretly watching Lin Xinyue all along. His expression was incomparably complicated as he asked hoarsely.
"Yes. This little woman now humbly occupies the position of Mao Rabbit Venerable of the Demon Clan." Lin Xinyue nodded.
"Why?" Bai Xiaotian drew a deep breath and asked.
"People are like drifting duckweed, and fate is like wild grass. There are many things one cannot help