She set out on the journey home.
Looking Back, she gazed at the golden Dragon-shaped Mountain range encircling the Heavenly Pillar Divine Mountain. Time together was always brief.
Riding the Three-headed, Three-tailed Exotic Fierce Tiger over mountains and ridges, she watched ancient trees race backward. She could still smell the distinctive salty tang of the Ancient Remnants' tribe. Only with salt could one have strength; even the mightiest creatures needed ample nourishment.
Peach blossoms swirled up like rain as she raced through Kuafu's Peach Forest.
Her long hair ribbons fluttered, sorrow filling her beautiful eyes.
"Once I'm strong enough, I'll come back and save you..."
Survival was not easy. Soaring to the heavens was only a joke; grinding through hardship was the truth. In an adult's world, there were no words like easy. Dream less, do more. No matter how great the grievance, smile and face it. If she wanted to cry, she could find somewhere empty and cry it out, then wipe away her tears.
Of course, once she caught an opportunity, she would definitely crush those self-righteous, immoral bastards.
A grudge for a grudge, a debt for a debt. Do not ask when it would happen—that was what villains ought to worry about.
The broad tiger's back jolted beneath her.
She took out an ordinary low-grade Spirit Pill and stuffed it into one tiger mouth.
After thinking about it, she poured out two more for the other two tiger heads. The three-headed, three-tailed tiger ran with even greater vigor, making her sigh at how forthright and generous dragons were.
Bai Yujun resolved never to raise anything with too many heads in the future, especially something with nine of them.
She ran beneath stars and moon across rolling mountain ridges. Seen from afar to the side, the black mountain