Chen Xun listened patiently as Demon Moon spoke.
He had noticed her Tea-Picking Outfit. It was no longer clothing stripped from someone else, but garments she had sewn herself.
This was also the first time Chen Xun had seen Demon Moon wear clothes that did not belong to someone else in all the years he had known her.
Two hours later.
The entire little house fell silent. Demon Moon's bright eyes flickered as she casually asked, "How long are you planning to stay? I know your status now. You must be burdened with countless affairs."
"Just having you come see me has already made me very content."
Her smile was clear and spotless, no longer bewitching, no longer brimming with malice.
"Mm..." Chen Xun's expression grew somewhat solemn before he softly said, "No rush. Staying here for a while isn't bad either."
"But this place is ultimately not good for cultivation." Demon Moon shook her head. "I'm used to staying here. I don't need to interact with others. This is how I like things."
"You could raise spirit beasts."
Chen Xun immediately took up the thread, meeting Demon Moon's gaze. "And why are you only at the Early Stage Great Ascension?"
Demon Moon slowly propped her cheek on her hand and smiled gently. "Cultivation... is rather tiring. I simply don't want to cultivate anymore. Don't force me. With you all backing me, what realm I'm at doesn't mean much."
"But your lifespan—"
"Du Shi, let me live for myself just once." Demon Moon suddenly interrupted him. Though her voice was soft, it carried an unyielding resolve. "There's no need to worry."
Chen Xun's left hand, resting on his knee, quietly clenched tighter. He said nothing.
Big Black Ox kept his lips tightly shut, lying motionless on the floor. The atmosphere