Unless something major happens in the Demon Realm, no one can disturb her ’cultivation’.

Mi Xi shook the fan in his hand and walked down the path paved with white petals.

He was going to find Lan Xi.

Ever since Lan Xi became a hands-off manager, he had nothing to do.

At the end of the path, a wooden house appeared in his view.

There was a light on inside, and a gentle sound of a zither flowed out.

From time to time, Lan Xi’s laughter could be heard.

Mi Xi stood in the courtyard for a long time. In fact, he realized a long time ago that the relationship between Lan Xi and Shaoqing was not ordinary.

Lan Xi had been particularly mischievous since childhood, and Shaoqing had been with her since they were young. Their life contract further deepened their bond.

In No-return Valley, he could sacrifice for her.

She could also seek the Heavenly Lantern for him and was willing to marry Crown Prince Ya.

During the perilous time of the Priest, she even deliberately sent him away.

Without realizing it, Lan Xi had long plunged herself into an emotional vortex.

For a mortal, she even didn’t care about her noble life.

Mi Xi looked at the reflection by the window and gave a bitter smile.

When he fell in love, it was ultimately too late.

Lan Xi, sipping tea and listening to Shaoqing’s music, felt that life in the Demon Realm wouldn’t be boring.

"Ah Qing, did you have any romantic encounters in the Mortal World these years?" Lan Xi teased out of boredom.

Upon hearing this, Shaoqing stopped playing and came over to sit in front of Lan Xi. For once, his deep features softened, making his already unparalleled looks even more charming. Lan Xi found it hard to look away.

Her Ah Qing was always the most handsome, most charismatic, and best-looking man in the world.

"Romantic encounter?" Shaoqing obviously didn’t expect her to say that. He shook his head and said, "My greatest romantic encounter was meeting you. Does that count?"

"Annoying!" Lan Xi’s cheeks warmed at his words, this guy was getting increasingly cheeky.

Seeing her shy expression, Shaoqing took her little hand, "You said you would marry me. So, in this life, my heart belongs only to you."

Lan Xi’s cheeks flushed even warmer unexpectedly; this sudden confession left her feeling sweet inside.

Mi Xi stood at the door, coughed once, inexplicably filled with envy, feeling sour inside.

Shaoqing and Lan Xi noticed him and quickly stood up from their seats.

Even though they were speaking intimate words, after all, being caught in love by others was inevitably awkward.

"Senior brother, did you come over for something?" Lan Xi touched her slightly blushing cheeks. Fortunately, her skin was mostly dark, so even if she blushed, it wouldn’t be noticeable.

"Can I not come over if I have nothing to do? You silly girl, just enjoying yourself, now there’s nothing for me to do in this Demon Realm. I’m very bored."

"So?"

"Came over to play with you!"

Lan Xi coughed, not knowing what to say for a moment. Could this guy not be like this?

Even though it’s dark in the Demon Realm, she didn’t need a third wheel.

"Senior brother! Recently, Bu Qiao said he’s quite busy. If you’re really bored, go help him." Lan Xi suggested.

Upon hearing this, Mi Xi sat down at the zither’s table, fiddling with the strings, and looked at Shaoqing, "Helping is possible, but how can I be doing hard labor while you two are enjoying yourselves here? Junior sister, does your conscience not hurt?"

Lan Xi held her forehead.

Was this guy deliberately causing trouble?

"Then you say, what do you want to do?" Lan Xi asked.

Mi Xi thought for a moment and said, "I want to live with you guys. Otherwise, wouldn’t I become a loner?"

Lan Xi was speechless.

Shaoqing knew that Mi Xi had betrayed the Immortal Realm to save Lan Xi.

He was an immortal, unwelcome in the Immortal Realm, and even more so in the Demon Realm.

If it weren’t for Lan Xi’s high status, he would have been torn apart in the Demon Realm long ago.

Lan Xi not in power, he indeed wouldn’t fare well outside.

"Fine, if you want to live here, you can. But you’ll have to build your own cottage." Shaoqing remarked.

Lan Xi pinched her fingers, glaring at Shaoqing. Was he dumb? Clearly, they could house together, yet he agreed to let this guy be a third wheel.

Fine, she wouldn’t bother anymore.

Thus, Mi Xi actually built a small hut here.

Conveniently, the three huts stood together. Lan Xi lived in the middle, Shaoqing to the left, and Mi Xi to the right.

Initially, only Shaoqing played music, but later Mi Xi joined in with sword dancing.

Lan Xi would lie under the Snow Maple Tree, admiring the world’s most charming and handsome two men playing music and dancing with swords.

Such times were quite enjoyable.

When boredom struck, she’d study the issues of governing the Demon Realm or occasionally go to the Underworld King’s Mansion to mooch some wine.

Life like this was also very joyful.

Yet Lan Xi was also worried, even though Shaoqing professed his love for her, wanting to marry her, he still hadn’t proposed, let alone gotten married.

And although Shaoqing dearly wished to wed her, to be with her for life.

No matter how he thought, he felt the timing was not right.

As a mere mortal, living awkwardly with her in the Demon Realm, he had no rights, nor freedom.

He feared that marrying her would become a disservice to her.

"Mi Xi, are you sure this method can bring Lan Xi back to the Immortal Realm?" Shaoqing held the Ancient Scroll, eyes scanning the densely written characters and incomprehensible diagrams.

Mi Xi nodded solemnly, "I’ve had people searching for this for six thousand years. Junior sister herself belongs to the Immortal Realm, after all; the Demon Realm is not her true home. I want to send her back."

Shaoqing’s gaze was deep; didn’t he also wish for that?

If she could shed her Demon Race identity, he could take her to the Mortal World and lead the life they desired.

At that time, he would marry her, build a house, have a few kids, and life would be complete.

"I’ll take this map back to study. Once I figure out the map’s secret, I’ll come find you."

Mi Xi nodded because he found this map in the Underworld King’s Mansion’s Scripture Pavilion. Bu Qiao had told him that as long as they followed this map to find the Primordial Grass, it could return a person to the state of their birth.

If Lan Xi obtained such grass,

she could go back to her childhood, start anew. She remains the child of the Goddess; if the time is right, she can still become a god.

Mi Xi secretly went to the Heavens, found Lan Yan, and the two talked for a long time.

Until Lan Yan agreed with Mi Xi’s plan.

As long as Lan Xi could shed her Demon Body, returning to her childhood,

the Goddess Palace would be her refuge. Not even the Heavenly Emperor could touch her.

Shaoqing studied the map and ancient text, and eventually, he uncovered the secret of the Primordial Grass.

Cross the Ruoshui River, reach the far side, and in the endless stretch of beach lies an oasis where the Primordial Grass grows.

Although Shaoqing wished to live a lifetime in the Demon Realm with Lan Xi, he couldn’t let her always live in such an oppressive world.

She belonged to the light, so he needed to give her light.

Thus, he and Mi Xi discussed how to cross the Ruoshui River.

The Ruoshui River is the most mystical river in the world; anything falling into it sinks to the bottom and never resurfaces.

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