The sun blazed overhead, and the snow had stopped falling.
The great battle outside Demon-Suppressing Pass had once again ground to a halt half a month ago.
Both sides had long since grown accustomed to this.
Neither was in a hurry, and they simply kept dragging it out.
In a battle this vast, a single engagement very rarely decided victory or defeat.
It came down to who would lose patience first.
Inside Demon-Suppressing Pass, today was the Lantern Festival.
Two large red lanterns hung outside the inn.
Inside, Li Ping'an leisurely ate glutinous rice balls.
Little Girl sat on his left, and Old Ox on his right.
The man, ox, and cat were thinking of a name for the inn.
So far, Li Ping'an had never run a business.
For him, this was a new experience.
He liked experiencing new things, which was why he liked traveling.
To him, this was another kind of cultivation.
On life's long journey, he would slowly cultivate away the heart that held itself supreme, the heart that thought itself above all others.
To cultivate a warm, compassionate heart was the proper path.
Take naming the inn, for instance.
Li Ping'an felt that this was no easier than cultivation.
There were many considerations when choosing a name, too.
A shop's name might seem simple, but there was a great deal to learn beneath the surface.
First, the name had to roll off the tongue and be easy to remember, rather than being too much of a mouthful.
And the shop's name not only had to sound pleasant, but also be auspicious...
Building a shop from nothing was as complicated and demanding as raising one's own child.
Kitten wanted to name it "Big Ping’an, Niu Niu, and Cat Immortal's Inn."
Li Ping'an felt that this name