With Zhaoxue's words falling, Zhu Xu was taken aback. She didn't quite understand why Zhaoxue, while talking about romance with her, would bring up such a serious matter.
Though Zhu Xu didn't understand, she also couldn't bear to keep Zhaoxue waiting.
After a brief moment of thought, Zhu Xu quickly gave Zhaoxue her answer. "Yes, I should hate them."
After all, Zhu Xu was from the Nine Heavens. If during the immortal-demon war back then, the loyal and valiant soldiers of the Nine Heavens hadn't risked their lives to defend it, she might not have been successfully born.
Countless lives were lost on the Nine Heavens during that war, and the demon soldiers were jointly sealed by several divine generals of the Nine Heavens.
The price of war was brutal. If Zhu Xu hadn't been born in the Nine Heavens, grown up in the Nine Heavens, but instead was an ordinary maiden in the mortal realm.
Then, Zhu Xu would naturally have no feelings of hatred, or not, towards the demon race.
But Zhu Xu had lived as the Imperial Daughter of the Nine Heavens for nearly a thousand years. She had witnessed too many immortals in the Nine Heavens whose immortal elixirs were damaged due to that immortal-demon war, preventing them from further cultivating their powers.
In the Nine Heavens, immortals who couldn't improve their cultivation were like those in the mortal realm who could no longer participate in imperial examinations; their careers and status were hopeless.
Therefore, most of these immortals with damaged elixirs lost the joy of living. Their millennia-long lifespans became their greatest prison.
Thinking of the Wine Immortal, who often accompanied Zhaoxue in the peach grove, Zhu Xu secretly sighed.
Zhaoxue must also deeply loathe the demon race, which is why she asked such a question impulsively, right?
Just as Zhu Xu was thinking about how to enlighten Zhaoxue, she didn't realize that Zhaoxue's phoenix eyes had already darkened like ink.
"Is it hatred?" Zhaoxue's voice was low.
Zhu Xu thought Zhaoxue was feeling sympathetic towards the Wine Immortal at that moment and immediately agreed, sharing his animosity.
Not long after, Zhaoxue let out a long sigh.
Zhu Xu sensed Zhaoxue's emotional distress and continued to comfort him.
"Zhaoxue, don't be sad. The immortal clan still has many talented young individuals; they are the strongest bulwark of our Nine Heavens.
If we were to face the demon race again, we would achieve a crushing victory."
Zhu Xu's voice, gentle yet powerful, reached Zhaoxue's ears.
The oppressive atmosphere around Zhaoxue grew even heavier. A poet in the mortal realm might have sighed, "Dark clouds press down on the city, threatening to crush it."
Talented young individuals, so if Xu Xu knew of his demon identity, would she find those young talents to eliminate him?
No, Zhu Xu couldn't be with those young talents...
Zhaoxue's thoughts were in disarray at this moment.
His words, filled with stubbornness and finality, were like a demon's curse.
"Zhaoxue, the moon is so round tonight." Zhu Xu didn't want Zhaoxue to remain lost in such a gloomy mood, so she looked up and changed the subject to the moon next to the Nine Heavens.
Hearing Zhu Xu's exclamation, Zhaoxue also looked up.
"Yes, it's very round." The bright moonlight fell on Zhaoxue's phoenix eyes, but it couldn't wash away the inky darkness within.
On the contrary, the moonlight around Zhaoxue seemed to have lost its brilliance, appearing dim.
Fortunately, the moon could be seen anywhere. Every night to come, he would watch it with Zhu Xu.
Thinking this, Zhaoxue's lips curved into a smile. Though it should have been a gentle arc, on Zhaoxue's face at that moment, it sent a chill down one's spine.
"Xu Xu, do you know? I love you, very, very much." So please forgive me, Zhaoxue absolutely must be with Zhu Xu.
After Zhaoxue finished speaking, Zhu Xu was stunned again.
Why the sudden confession?
Zhu Xu cupped her face, which felt as hot as a furnace, her happiness overflowing the Nine Heavens.
"I love you super much too!" Zhu Xu's words were spoken quickly and softly. At this moment, she seemed to have stepped right out of a romance novel, like a shy maiden.
Bi Lian had never seen Zhu Xu like this before. Bi Lian, holding a melon, furtively glanced at Zhu Xu. Only after confirming that Zhu Xu hadn't been possessed did she breathe a sigh of relief.
It's just a man...
Thinking this, Bi Lian took another bite of the melon to calm her nerves.
Because of Zhu Xu's words, a little more sincerity appeared on Zhaoxue's face.
"Xu Xu, goodnight." Zhaoxue's voice was soft.
If any immortal who had lived for hundreds or thousands of years heard Zhaoxue's words at this moment, they would undoubtedly detect a hint of danger, as if kissed by the flowers of the other shore. However, this was not the case for the completely love-struck Zhu Xu.
"Zhaoxue, goodnight." Zhu Xu's voice was sweeter than honey.
After they bid each other goodnight, the firefly that had been lying on Zhu Xu's bed flew out the window.
Where Zhu Xu couldn't see, the faint green light on the firefly quickly dissipated.
Then, the tiny firefly, already as small as dust, vanished completely.
The next morning, Zhu Xu woke up from a sweet dream and felt something unusual on her hand.
Zhu Xu turned her head and saw her long-unseen little Pekingese, leisurely licking her palm.
"Xiao Bai, I haven't seen you for days."
Hearing the ordinary name "Xiao Bai" again, the little Pekingese turned its head, showing Zhu Xu its doggy backside.
Zhu Xu casually stroked its fur. Xiao Bai narrowed its eyes and then turned its head back.
After getting up and washing her face, Zhu Xu felt more awake. Seeing that the little white dog wasn't carrying any flowers in its mouth this time, she felt curious.
"Xiao Bai, where's the flower?" Zhu Xu tilted her head and asked.
As Zhu Xu spoke, Xiao Bai seemed to recall something. It opened its mouth, stuck out its tongue, and its eyes darted around.
It was seen placing its right paw on its left paw, then its left paw on its right paw.
Finally, it seemed to deem both actions unsuitable and simply covered its doggy head with those two paws.
Zhu Xu watched this series of exceptionally "immortal-like" actions from the little Pekingese.
She tentatively asked herself.
Is Xiao Bai feeling shy?
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"You little rascal, come play chess with me."
At this moment, in the peach grove, the Wine Immortal sat on a stone stool with his wine gourd, conjuring a chessboard out of thin air.
After playing chess with Zhaoxue for hundreds of years, the Wine Immortal couldn't quite break this habit.
After speaking, he took another few sips of wine.
Seeing that Zhaoxue hadn't arrived yet, he looked over again and saw Zhaoxue quickly flipping through a book. The Wine Immortal casually asked.
"What are you looking for?"
Zhaoxue: "A spell to conceal myself."