A thousand years after Li Yang's fall.
"Husband, the Ancestor Blood Pool in our Demon Savage Province is about to open. Would you come with Zhaozhao and me?"
The Xuanyuan Sword Sect.
Lin He, once its eldest disciple, now had a Sword Peak of his own and several disciples under him, all out traveling.
Several hundred years earlier, he had become Dao Companions with Tu Shan Jiaojiao, a rising talent of the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox clan among the demon tribes.
Tu Shan Jiaojiao had once lacked the qualifications to compete for the position of clan leader.
After honing herself in the Great World of Ten Thousand Immortals, she had long since transformed.
Her relationship with Lin He had also lifted her standing in the clan like a boat rising with the tide.
The two had not held a grand bonding ceremony like Lu Qingqiu and Wang Dabao once had.
Because Tu Shan Jiaojiao was a demon, and because of that past misunderstanding, they had held the ceremony only on their own mountain peak. The guests were all friends and relatives of the human and demon couple, after which they had registered their relationship as Dao Companions at the Bonding Registry.
"Let's go take a look, and see those old friends while we're there."
Lin He had long since ceased to look like the spirited young man he had once been. He was now a middle-aged man with a clean-shaven face, a steady presence, and an air of authority even without anger.
Tu Shan Jiaojiao had lost some of her playfulness and gained the allure of a married woman. Her figure was fuller, her skin soft and rosy, so tender it seemed a pinch could draw water.
"That's what I was thinking too. Only with those old friends' help have I