Fat Tiger suddenly felt that the Dragon Palace peaks were no longer so appealing. Home was the best after all.
Gazing excitedly at the familiar world, Fat Tiger recalled following behind his mother's tail as a cub, crossing mountains and ridges. Her towering figure always brought back delicious prey. Whenever they encountered Fierce Beasts, his mother would forever stand in front. That was the safety he knew best in childhood.
Bai Yujun had Qiu Qi and the Gray Flood Dragon wait outside the World Barrier, then grabbed Fat Tiger by the ear and Teleported.
After giving a greeting, they passed through the World Barrier without the slightest obstruction.
As for Fat Tiger, he could enter and leave as he pleased. Having never undergone heavenly tribulation and being a genuine native, he barely felt the World Barrier at all.
Once they descended to a certain height and finally felt the long-missed air, Fat Tiger greedily breathed in the thin, frigid air.
They fell so fast that the wind roared around them. The cold gale blew up the flesh at the corners of Fat Tiger's mouth, exposing his fangs and gums. Bai stood on Fat Tiger's back with her arms folded, maintaining the bearing of an expert. Ignoring the bitter chill at high altitude, she let the edge of her hood and several loose strands of hair gather white frost as she guided Fat Tiger to adjust his course toward the Princess Mansion she had left years ago.
Looking down from above, thin layers of white and gloomy gray clouds blanketed the earth. Here and there, cloud holes of varying sizes revealed the grayish-yellow land below.
In truth, the region around the Princess Mansion was lush and green. It only looked gray-yellow from such a height.
On the ground, a young woman