Since the Great War of the Ancient Era, the human race has flourished, while the demon race was driven to extinction.
From then on, demon cultivators became nothing more than ghost stories whispered in the dark.
As for Bai Maomao, a proud goose raised under the shining banner of socialism… the pressure is real.
When the tabby cat loses a fight with the neighbor’s dog?
They come to him.
When the bloodsucking vine gets hungry?
They come to him.
When the little bunny wants to fall in love?
Guess who they come to?
