Qian Li:? ? ? ?
She suddenly realized, "No wonder you don't know about the plight of the demon race these past years. But how can you, a mortal, possess such high cultivation?"
"I am a mortal with a divine soul; I'll explain later. The girl standing outside is named Fuqu, a lotus spirit. From now on, you two must live in peace. Also, hide your tail well; don't let anyone see it."
【yes. 】
That night, the two demons officially met.
Asagi introduced herself very politely.
"Hello, my name is Qianli, and I am a koi spirit who has cultivated for five hundred years."
Fuqu replied modestly, "You're too kind, senior."
Asagi was a little confused.
This was the first time she had been called a senior.
Jiang Shumiao sat cross-legged on the bed, cupped her face in her hands, and darted her eyes left and right. "Sister Fuqu is a hundred years old this year, so she should indeed be called a senior."
Asagi: "Yes."
She's a five-hundred-year-old demon; compared to her, I'm just a tiny little demon.
The lotus is very sad.
The position of the master's top maid is about to be in jeopardy.
"High God, what reason do you plan to use to keep Senior Asagi by your side? You're not going to sell yourself into servitude to bury your father again, are you? Will you use the fish scale transformation this time?"
Asagi didn't understand.
"Change to what?"
"A corpse."
Fuqu explained with great experience, "To be precise, he's your 'father'."
Asagi's eyes widened, and she waved her hands repeatedly.
"No, no, my father died long ago. Although he failed to cultivate and take human form, the dead should not be dishonored. High God, is there another way?"
Jiang Shumiao scratched his head.
She also knew that if the act of selling herself to bury her father was used too often, it would become too coincidental.
Mortals have zero tolerance for demons.
"Or I could tell my father and have him arrange an identity for you?"
Fuqu said tactfully, "But how will you explain your background to the Duke?"
This is also a problem.
Jiang Shumiao was filled with melancholy.
"Alright, you should stay in my space for now and listen to the Master's lectures in class. It will benefit your cultivation."
Asagi obediently replied, "Yes."
Lotus was also happy.
She's kept her position as the master's top maid!
Jiang Shumiao went to the Imperial Preceptor's residence again.
Wen Zhixuan was meditating and regulating his breathing when he sensed the fluctuations in the air. He opened his eyes and looked at Jiang Shumiao, who had appeared silently in front of him. Suddenly, he felt a headache coming on.
"What are you doing here again? I haven't been causing trouble for your father lately."
"I have something else to discuss with you."
Jiang Shumiao wanted to find a stool to sit down, but she found that she was actually the same height as Wen Zhixuan when he was sitting.
When I was a deity, I thought mortals grew up so fast, why was it that I grew up so slowly?
That's outrageous!
Seeing her expressions change so much, Wen Zhixuan asked curiously, "What is it?"
Jiang Shumiao said, "Are you aware that many demons are now appearing in the human world?"
"Isn't this normal?"
Wen Zhixuan said calmly, "The existence of Xuan Masters is to slay demons and eliminate evil. But you, a deity, have become a protector of demons."
He never gave Jiang Shumiao a friendly look and always couldn't help but make sarcastic remarks to her.
"Even demons can be good or bad."
Jiang Shumiao retorted, unconvinced, "How can you generalize and deny everything?"
Wen Zhixuan seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world. “Some birds and beasts are even smarter than humans, but they are inherently ferocious. Once they have the opportunity to take human form and live in the mortal world, they will not only kill people if they have evil thoughts. Demons steal people’s essence, luck and lifespan. Their methods are so cruel that they are outrageous.”
"As for the flower spirit beside you, flowers and plants are heartless and innocent of worldly affairs, like a blank sheet of paper, like an infant. But once she enters the mortal world and is tainted by greed, endless turmoil will ensue. I admit that I had selfish motives in capturing her soul, but she only approached me because she was greedy. If it weren't for your rescue, enlightenment, and protection, how could I guarantee that she would have been able to maintain her original heart?"
He looked at Jiang Shumiao and said, "Gods all hate demons. My family worships gods, so it is our duty to slay demons and eliminate evil. Princess, let me give you a piece of advice: do not easily believe in demons."
That's actually not wrong.
When demons descend to the mortal realm, they are indeed prone to developing worldly desires.
Which god do you worship in your home?
Wen Zhixuan did not answer.
Jiang Shumiao then changed the subject, "Are you aware that in the Immortal Realm, killing demons for their core pills for cultivation has become rampant?"
Wen Zhixuan frowned.
"That's an evil cultivator."
Jiang Shumiao stared at him.
Wen Zhixuan recalled that dream again, in which he killed many demons and took their demon cores in order to revive Jiang Shuman.
Jiang Shumiao said, "When I first met you, you were full of hostility and could have gone mad at any moment, but now you are much more peaceful."
Wen Zhixuan said self-deprecatingly, "I'm afraid of dying, and I can't beat you, so I can only admit defeat."
Jiang Shumiao looked at him for a long time and said, "Your son was born in a yin year, yin month, yin day, and yin hour. His four pillars are all yin, which clashes with his six relatives. With such a destiny, marriage is not favorable, but he is suitable for cultivating Taoism. As for you, you are not from this world and will leave sooner or later."
Wen Zhixuan remained silent.
He looked up at Jiang Shumiao.
Jiang Shumiao jumped back a step, "Don't look at me, I don't take on disciples."
Wen Zhixuan scoffed, "You can protect demons, but because of your own resentment, you're unwilling to save humans. A god, ha~"
Jiang Shumiao refused to continue.
“When have I ever refused to save someone? Last time you used his blood to perform a ritual, which damaged his very foundation. If I hadn’t repaired it for him, he wouldn’t have lived past ten years old.”
“Children are innocent. As a god, you should cherish all living beings. What harm is there in taking in a three-year-old child?”
Wen Zhixuan spoke in a cold tone, showing no sign of asking for favors.
Jiang Shumiao was not fooled.
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