Bai Yujun, resting atop the peach tree, seemed to have truly fallen asleep.
Fat Tiger raised his big head, rose unhurriedly, gave a light shake, and set down the sack-like saddle. His tiger eyes swept the surroundings as a deep growl rumbled from his throat. He bared his fangs in warning. Tu Yue, waiting respectfully nearby, sighed helplessly at the sight. Even with her insufficient cultivation, she knew the watchers lurking in the shadows could no longer hold back. From the tiger demon's behavior, she could tell there was more than one or two of them. Wolves ringed their prey; trouble was likely brewing...
The Tu Lineage had only just reached the threshold of a middling cultivation family's minor power. Faced with this, they had two choices: either lead the entire clan's cultivators away to preserve the Lineage, lest a fire at the city gate bring disaster to the fish in the moat; or follow behind the Mysterious Girl and take a gamble.
Tu Yue did not know whether the mysterious master of the Dragon Palace could contend with all the major powers. Yet seeing how calm she was, perhaps she had the ability to deal with them?
After weighing it in her heart, she decided that danger was also an opportunity—an opportunity to deepen the Lineage's ties with the Dragon Palace once more.
She secretly gave a meaningful look, instructing the Tu Lineage members to proceed step by step as usual.
Within the enormous pit, laborers and livestock bustled about like ants. Dark clouds that had drifted in from who knew where covered the blazing sun, sparing them the scorching heat. A cool mountain wind also rose, increasing excavation efficiency by a tenth.
Tu Yue, waiting respectfully beside the peach tree, followed the giant tiger's gaze and saw figures