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Unbeknownst to them, the distance between Ji Ming and Bai Jiujiu had shortened considerably.
After all, they had spent several years together. Bai Jiujiu was not truly heartless, and open conversation was the best way to bridge their feelings.
In the end, Bai Jiujiu never really saw Ji Ming as a mortal enemy. Her heart wasn’t made of stone—it could be warmed.
Bai Jiujiu and Ji Ming had finished their work. The human and the fox sat in the shade to rest. But Ji Ming was a demon—this little exertion wouldn’t tire her.
“But now I don’t have many years left, and I’ve come to see things clearly. Let us half-earthbound demons bear the burden of racial conflict and war. I doubt I’ll live to see the day of peace.”
Ji Ming’s voice suddenly grew strange, as if she were saying her last words.
Her expression was solemn, yet oddly stiff. The words that should have flowed freely came out haltingly.
“Anyway, I won’t survive the next heavenly tribulation. In a few years, I’ll be completely dead. Instead of spending my remaining years in hatred, it’s better to think further ahead.”
Bai Jiujiu noticed the shift in Ji Ming’s tone. She glanced sidelong at the silver fox, subtly edging away without drawing attention. As an ordinary person, she was exhausted from a day of farming and didn’t want to think too much.
Still, she was somewhat surprised. She looked at Ji Ming with newfound respect—such thoughts were rare among demons. Not three hundred years ago, and not even three hundred years later, when humans and demons coexisted peacefully, few demons thought this way. They were all still selfish.
Ji Ming tilted her fox head and smiled at Bai Jiujiu. “That’s what Her Majesty told me.”
Because Su Po possessed the royal bloodline of the Qingqiu fox clan, Ji Ming insisted on calling her ‘Her Majesty the Queen’ and Bai Hun’er ‘Her Highness the Princess.’ Everyone had tried to correct her, but to no avail, so they simply let her be.
Bai Jiujiu was also curious—how could such a demon be the beginning of Bai Jiu’er’s history?
Bai Jiujiu picked up her bowl in confusion and took a sip of the juice her mother Su Po had made.
“But I have a feeling,” Ji Ming suddenly turned to look at Bai Jiujiu. “Jiu’er, you and Princess Bai Hun’er will change the relationship between humans and demons.”
“Pfft!”
Bai Jiujiu was so startled that she choked on her juice and spat it out. Her eyes wide, she wiped her mouth with a dry laugh. “How is that possible? I’m just an ordinary person. I don’t have the immense power the rest of my family has.”
This was true. Currently, Bai Jiujiu was as strong as an ordinary person, though she had eight thousand years of experience. Well, maybe that experience was mostly worthless.
But compared to her mother Su Po (a demon), her half-demon sister Bai Hun’er, and her father Bai Hegui (a cultivator), Bai Jiujiu was indeed a genuine ordinary girl.
This was the path she had chosen—to live a plain and simple life with her family.
“Let Bai Jiu’er change the world. I just want to farm every day, drink juice, and wait for my parents and sister to come home.”
“Aren’t you Jiu’er?”
She drained the bowl of juice.
‘I’m not Bai Jiu’er. If I were her, I wouldn’t be drinking juice right now.’
“I’ve finished all the tasks Her Majesty assigned. Jiu’er, I’ll head back now.”
“Huh?” Leaving so early today? Usually, she would wait until Bai Jiujiu’s mother and sister returned before saying goodbye.
Ji Ming wagged her fox tail, seeing the confusion in Bai Jiujiu’s eyes. She explained a little sheepishly:
“It’s not that I’m distancing myself. It’s just that I didn’t bring Lanlan home today.”
“Mm-hmm.”
“It turns out that recently, Lanlan has been finding heavenly treasures in the forest that skyrocket her cultivation. Her power has surged, and she’s now preparing to break through from the Spark Flame stage to the Materialization stage. She’ll face the heavenly tribulation soon, so I need to go back and protect her.”
Break through? So soon? Wasn’t little Ji Lan just at the Spark Flame stage? How could she have reached the Materialization stage so quickly?
Demons’ cultivation differed from that of human cultivators. They focused on spending long periods of time honing their bodies with demonic energy, forging a tempered physique to survive the heavenly tribulation. This process was extremely time-consuming—not something that could be achieved in a short time through seclusion and enlightenment like human cultivators.
But demons couldn’t do that. If you tried to break through too quickly, the heavenly tribulation would annihilate your soul, ensuring eternal condemnation.
Especially the critical transition from Spark Flame to Materialization. This was the most important stage in a demon’s cultivation: transforming their form and materializing it. During these two stages, demons would use all their demonic energy to refine their bones. Depending on which part of their body they specialized in, the degree of refinement varied. This process laid the foundation for their future cultivation, stabilizing the entire framework of their body. That’s why demons also called the Materialization stage the Bone Transformation stage—it was the most crucial level.
No matter how monstrous or talented, no demon dared to be careless at the Materialization stage. Even Bai Hun’er, a half-demon with royal blood, hadn’t advanced that quickly.
And thinking of her five rebellious disciples—except for Su Ling’er, who was born weak and started late, even her most monstrous disciple, Jiuchongtian, had taken a full thousand years before daring to break through.
But Lanlan? How many years had it been?
Forget her whole body—had she even refined her cerebellum?
Even if little Ji Lan didn’t know, Ji Ming should have known. As a mother, she couldn’t possibly allow such a harmful act, could she?
Bai Jiujiu voiced her doubts. This was completely illogical.
“I…” The silver fox lowered her head. Bai Jiujiu frowned slightly, sensing her hesitation.
Just as she was about to press further, countless footsteps shattered her thoughts.
“Hurry! It’s here!”
“This is where those two demons live! Come quick!”
A horde of villagers surrounded Bai Jiujiu, brandishing knives, forks, sticks, and torches. They glared menacingly at her and the wide-eyed silver fox beside her.
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