May Receive Its Blessings

"Whether human or demon, the chances of attaining the Dao will increase. Something like this is no longer merely a great event for the demon race, but for all living beings."

"Though most humans remain unaware, they too are benefiting. How could we not celebrate?"

At this point, the mysterious voice grew choked with emotion, as though it had waited a lifetime and crossed a thousand mountains and ten thousand rivers before finally seeing its hopes fulfilled.

"This was a glorious age seen only when Emperor Shizu of Great Wei was alive. Not only demons, but even ghosts and gods could manifest their divine presence."

Even ghosts and gods could manifest their divine presence?

Although Zhou Yao had listened to the earlier explanations, she had merely heard them without being particularly moved. Her heart was as still as water, after all, and many things, even those involving demons, held little meaning for her.

But that final sentence stirred her heart.

Her eyes, seemingly veiled in misty rain, brightened. Looking at the green moss covering half the wall, she asked softly, "Then could my beloved Shao, beneath the Nine Springs, receive these blessings too?"

"Perhaps." The mysterious voice had not expected that, after saying so much, this would be the only remark to draw a response from Zhou Yao.

What a lovesick fool.

The mysterious voice had been with Zhou Yao for quite some time now. At first, it would tease her now and then; later, it began to show some consideration for her feelings. Now, it occasionally felt guilty toward her. Their relationship had indeed improved somewhat.

Yet both knew that humans and demons were separated by a gulf. Though close in body, their hearts remained far apart.

After a moment of silence, the mysterious voice spoke. "Someone is coming."