It proved that Han Yue Xi was easier to talk to than he had imagined!
She rubbed the demon horns and spoke softly, “If there’s anything you want to know, just ask. I’ll tell you everything I know!”
Hearing that clear invitation, Ye Yu’s heart leapt, and his hesitancy toward Han Yue Xi eased.
What exactly was the Divine Realm? And why was this city completely empty?
Han Yue Xi raised an eyebrow, pondered for a moment, then began her explanation.
She admitted she couldn’t find a perfect way to describe the Divine Realm’s nature.
But if one considered pure power, she offered a metaphor.
“If the Demon Realm is level one, then the Divine Realm would be level five! There’s a huge gap—gods possess power far beyond demons. Don’t be quick to deny it; once you spend enough time here, you’ll feel it yourself!”
Before answering the second question, she decided to explain the nature of the city—it might make things clearer.
“There are no sacred grounds or blessed lands in the Divine Realm! Not even sects.”
“Most gods exist independently. They create a city and live within it, shaping everything into their desired scene.”
“For example, I—Han Yue Xi—missed life in mortal towns most of all, so I created a city full of small shops.”
“As for people? Whenever I wished, I could conjure a thousand, ten thousand humanoid beings to fill the streets and bring the city to life!”
She had indeed done exactly that before.
“At first, it was very entertaining. But over time, these repetitive creations grew tedious.”
“So I withdrew them all and fell into slumber.”
“If it weren’t for Ye Yu’s arrival disrupting my dream, I could have slept for at least ten millennia more!”
After that account, Ye Yu felt intense curiosity. Creating a city as one’s own realm of bliss? Intriguing.
But...did that mean life here was all about slacking off? Or living alone in one’s city forever?
Tsk tsk tsk! He thought, look at Han Yue Xi’s lonely state. Still clutching those horns so tightly—was there really nothing better to do?
“Hey, hey, hey, don’t pull! You can’t just rip these off—they really hurt!”
Rejected, Han Yue Xi promptly let go and forced a smile. “Sorry, I thought I could pull them off. If they won’t budge, fine! Huh? Why do I smell something sweet?”
Ye Yu frowned slightly, rubbing the horns on his forehead, and declined to answer.
He felt embarrassed explaining. Back in the Celestial Realm, Xu Nanqiao had grown fond of a certain perfume and always rubbed it on his horns.
She said it smelled so good!
Of course Ye Yu didn’t like it—he was a big man, what was he doing with perfume?
Wait—Han Yue Xi’s divine aura fluctuations were so slight. Even less than his, a newcomer to the Divine Realm.
Was she really a god?
Just then, the entire city began to shake violently.
Seeing this, Han Yue Xi’s expression changed. “This is bad—the awakening came early. You must leave now! We’ll meet again if fate allows. Don’t ask why—go!”
Seeing her seriousness, Ye Yu wasted no time and dashed off into the distance.
Once he was gone, Han Yue Xi looked toward the massive deity statue with lingering fear.
Cracks spidered across its face as though it might shatter at any moment.
She dared not wait and hurried back into the side hall, sat upright, closed her eyes tightly, and feigned sleep.
After a few breaths, the statue fully collapsed, and a woman identical to Han Yue Xi emerged from within!
Their clothing was exactly the same.
Yet upon closer inspection, there were subtle differences.
First, the woman bore a golden mark on her forehead, giving an inexplicable sense of pressure.
Second, their auras were worlds ✪ Nоvеlіgһt ✪ (Official version) apart.
If Han Yue Xi’s bearing was approachable, this woman’s was frigid as ice.
A single glance conveyed a “keep your distance” chill.
She strode into the side hall, swept her sleeve, and said coldly, “Awaken!”
At those words, Han Yue Xi slowly opened her eyes and stepped forward, bowing slightly.
The woman asked in a cold voice, “Did anything occur while I slumbered?”
“Everything was normal. Nothing happened,” Han Yue Xi answered, concealing Ye Yu’s arrival and discreetly rubbing her hands.
The woman nodded without suspicion, waved her sleeve, and Han Yue Xi merged back into her body as if she had never appeared.
In truth, the two were one.
Ye Yu had met the human aspect of Han Yue Xi.
But the statue’s figure was her divine aspect.
Together they formed her complete self.
From their frigid aura, it was clear the divine aspect predominated.
She intended to return to the main hall but paused, gazing toward the city gate.
There seemed to be footprints!
She glided forward and examined them closely.
Indeed—and there was another scent!
Han Yue Xi flared her nostrils, lifted a finger to sniff, and detected a faint unfamiliar fragrance.
It wasn’t her own scent. Someone had entered. Her human aspect had concealed this!
Her expression instantly turned ice-cold.
Just as she was about to investigate, she pinpointed the fragrance’s source.
In a flash, she appeared three hundred li away in the mountains and fields.
There she saw a demon with horns.
His aura matched the trace on her fingertip.
It was he who had entered her city during her slumber—and her human aspect had hidden his intrusion.
That man was Ye Yu!
Upon seeing her, Ye Yu hurriedly asked, “What just happened? Is it over now?”
