An ancient tree, lush and green, hid among the clouds in the sky, and two people found a quiet refuge upon it.
The Phoenix Nest seemed boundless, a white expanse all day long.
Wind blew through the towering tree, stirring the clouds and mist beneath it into surging waves, often painting scenes of captivating beauty.
Wisps of cloud drifted hazily, as though time and many other things had been forgotten.
Inside the palace in the hollow of the giant tree, Phoenix Woman still brooded over the table of pitch-black food she had made earlier.
So Su Mo began teaching Phoenix Woman how to cook without using her cultivation.
Phoenix Woman turned to look at Su Mo. She realized that rather than a god, he was actually more like a human.
Several days passed, and Phoenix Woman still made no mention of restoring her cultivation.
Su Mo did not ask, either. For some reason, he seemed to sense it too... Phoenix Woman seemed unwilling to restore her cultivation.
As she was now, she was Phoenix Woman. She did not have to concern herself with the affairs of the world; she only needed to live happily.
Once her cultivation was restored, she could no longer be as she was today. She would become the "Phoenix Venerable," sovereign of the Demon Realm...
Yet both of them knew that she would have to return to her seat as Demon Venerable in the end.
The Great Peng had fled, and the turmoil in the Demon Realm had subsided for the time being. But if she did not restore her cultivation soon, many unforeseen changes still lay ahead.
Those days when the two of them had become small in the Forbidden Lands had been Phoenix Woman's happiest days, but had they not also been Su Mo's