Everyday warmth / ensemble cast / slow burn / ordinary people / not a power fantasy
“A demon? Those eyes of yours look cleaner than some people wearing human skin.”
A little white snake had just taken human form, and the whole world wanted to cut out his core. Elder Qingyun brought him back to Xuanxiao Sect.
On the mountain lived a little girl with twin buns and one green eye and one gray eye. She set osmanthus cakes on the stone steps. “Eat it if you want.”
He didn’t take one.
After hesitating for a long time, he reached out and picked one up.
He thought life would go on like that.
Osmanthus cakes, spirit onions, the pines sighing in the wind behind the mountain, and a kitchen fire that never went out.
But then the three great sects came.
Their master died in the heart of the formation. Eldest Senior Sister’s sword shattered at the entrance to the secret passage. Seventh Senior Sister set off every explosive talisman in the pill room.
“Don’t let them die in vain.”
On the run, she gathered herbs to treat his injured leg. In a hunter’s hut, he took out dry pine needles. “In this vast world, your home is the only place I have to go.”
They found Second Senior Brother, broke into the reef zone to obtain the Primordial Unity Art, and took in a half-demon boy who was being hunted.
Gu Changjun, who had escaped the Cangwu Sect’s prison, brought them the account books. The so-called campaign to eliminate demons and defend the Way was nothing but a frame-up planned in advance by the three sects to seize the spirit veins.
She spread the account books and a blank arrest warrant across the stone table. “It’s time to settle old scores.”
A hundred years later, someone asked a new disciple why Xuanxiao Sect accepted demons.
The white snake elder, who was rarely at the sect, didn’t even turn around. “Because your sect leader has a screw loose.”
Everyone’s welcome to take a look
