No description was needed. Bai Yujun could see everything outside the town.
With a wave of her hand, she made Wind, Rain, Thunder, and Lightning temporarily cease. Dark clouds still pressed down on the mountain peaks, and the rainless world was so quiet that breathing could be heard. Rising white mist seemed to form a wandering dragon, for Bai Yujun's appearance had altered the magnetic field of the surrounding land...
She raised her hand and snapped her fingers.
Yuan Qi felt the somewhat chaotic feng shui he had previously stirred return to its proper place. Everything became tranquil and natural.
Bai Yujun frowned at the three unlucky wretches who looked like mud gourds. She cast a spell and lifted the two men and one beast. A soft, warm breeze brushed over them, evaporating and cleaning the mud from their hair and clothes, while also healing their internal injuries.
With a thud, Huang Cao knelt again, his short little legs trembling weakly.
He figured that if his attitude was better, she might spare him.
The silk ribbons winding around her shoulders swayed gently, while her snow-white dragon tail slowly passed before the two men and one beast. The silence was stifling; not a bird chirped, nor did a single insect hum.
Bai Yujun ignored the weasel spirit and the carpenter Gongyang Dong. Her crimson lips parted.
"You. Do you have anything to say?"
At that moment, Yuan Qi finally understood his mission.
He rummaged out a broken wooden board from his cloth bag, bent at the waist, lowered his head, and raised the board above his head.
His mind had yet to recover from the successive shocks. In his muddle, he had forgotten some ancestral sayings, wanting only to throw away this scalding hot potato as quickly as possible. His fragile