Yan Xingyun was said to be the leader of the demon realm, but in reality, it was merely a matter of people's admiration for strength. A vague rumor circulated that he was in Miluo City, so the demons gathered there. Now, the snow-capped mountains are covered in snow. As if realizing that their strongest among them had perished, the once bustling Miluo City suddenly fell silent, and the demons looked up at the direction of the snow-capped mountains to bid him farewell.
Zhang Xu and her companions had initially thought Miluo City was just crowded, but on their way back, they saw people gradually stepping out from the roadside, bowing their heads in silent mourning. White lanterns hanging high from the eaves of houses, along with the swirling snow, gazed at the snow-capped mountains, offering their sincerest condolences.
As Zhang Xu passed by the Spring Breeze Inn, she saw the usually charming and alluring proprietress standing under the eaves, gazing at the snow-capped mountain peak. The black cat on her shoulder had its tail and ears drooping, and its dejected mood was evident.
Upon receiving Zhang Xu's gaze, the proprietress nodded to her. This time, there was no pungent fragrance, but rather a strong fishy smell.
In her gaze, the proprietress slowly transformed into a clam, the cat jumped down the threshold and stood beside her, and the crowd standing on the street gradually transformed back into their original forms.
The wonton vendor was a dog; the peddler was a willow tree; the old lady selling cloth was a swan; the little girl selling flowers was Duohua. All sorts of demons, in that instant, revealed their true forms and stood in the street.
It is like the various forms of all living beings, and also like the common form of all living beings.
It turns out that Miluo City was actually a city of demons.
Zhang Xu didn't understand the source of these people's respect, but she could sense that their affection was genuine.
Zhang Xu knew that demons were disliked in this world, but what she didn't know was that before Yan Xingyun, cultivators could freely kill demons to improve their cultivation. Back then, demons would hide from humans and search everywhere for a safe haven. Yan Xingyun was the incarnation of a snow lotus, gathering the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and possessed an upright spirit. From a young age, he vowed to provide a sanctuary for demons. When his cultivation reached its peak, he gathered many righteous cultivators and signed a contract forbidding cultivators from indiscriminately killing demons, thus giving the demons a legitimate place to live.
Although Yan Xingyun never claimed the title of king, everyone respectfully addressed him as the Eldest Prince. This is why everyone assumed that Yan Xingyun had remained in Miluo City, yet few knew the reason.
In the eyes of the demons, he was a man of great virtue.
"Back then, the eldest young master was also a person of extraordinary talent. He was the one with the best chance of becoming a demon immortal, but alas, fate played a cruel trick on him!"
"He brought us out of the gutter, but he himself failed to walk into the light."
Listening to the discussion around her, Zhang Xu couldn't help but feel a deep sadness. Even with such brilliance, in the end, the soul returned to the earth, and the body vanished into nothingness.
As darkness fell, the snow continued to fall heavier and heavier, showing no sign of stopping.
White lanterns swayed in the wind, and bells rang rhythmically in the snow, like a summoning of spirits or a guide.
Yan Chenghuan had been in the snow-capped mountains for a day and a night. No matter what he might become in the future, he was now just a young man who had lost his beloved father.
Seeing that he seemed to have melted into the snow, Zhang Xu sighed and silently draped the cloak she had taken from the city lord's mansion over him.
"Lord Zhuang has already packed his bags and is just waiting for you!"
Yan Chenghuan remained unresponsive, her eyes vacant. She stared blankly in the direction of the snow-capped mountains.
Zhang Xu sighed and sat down beside him.
There's no one who can truly empathize with someone else's situation or understand them on their behalf. Only time and time will allow them to heal and overcome their difficulties.
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