Passing through city after city, the two of them visited almost every city, large and small, in Qing over the course of a little more than a month.
To Bai Feiyu's surprise, this part of the Mortal World was not merely a place where the Human Race lived. Occasionally, he even saw members of the Demon Race disguised as humans, living among them for years.
There were even countless cases of them marrying humans and growing old together.
"Humans and demons walk different paths" was not a saying that applied to the Cultivation World.
Once demons awakened their intelligence, they could take human form, but their demonic power was weak, and being steeped in the smoke and bustle of mortal life was intensely painful for them.
Ordinary people facing demons were likewise tainted by demonic energy. Over time, that sinister energy would naturally enter their bodies, leaving them with little time to live.
That was where the saying about humans and demons walking different paths came from.
Bai Feiyu was not closed-minded; he was simply somewhat puzzled.
They knew it meant death, and that it did neither side the slightest good. So why did they still insist on it?
Time and again, he saw a handsome young man holding an elderly woman's hand.
Or a white-haired old man supported by a girl of sixteen.
That strange incongruity still left Bai Feiyu feeling as though the moral order had crumbled.
A mere technique for observing auras was enough to reveal the truth.
The young man was a pangolin in human form, while the girl was a wolf demon.
The elderly woman and old man were only in their thirties, yet looked to be sixty.
There was no need to guess. This was the consequence of marrying a demon.
Bai Feiyu frowned,