In the small dining room beside the warm pavilion reserved for Bai Yujun, the young female cultivator watched in astonishment as the legendary White Dragon fought Xu Ling for food. Xu Ling could not reach while seated, so she stood up to grab it, rolled up her sleeves, and stretched her arms with all her might. In the end, the dragon race simply had the better appetite; Xu Ling could not possibly outcompete her.
Bai Yujun's way of entertaining family and friends was very simple: sit together, eat with gusto, feast heartily, laugh loudly, and chat.
Xu Ling's cheeks were stuffed round like buns.
She watched speechlessly as the delicacies were snatched away, then turned and complained indistinctly to the young female cultivator.
"Junior Sister Bai eats the most. Sister-in-law, when you treat us in the future, make more food, or there won't be enough."
The young female cultivator's face flushed scarlet at once, while Yang Mu smiled. Only then did Xu Ling realize she had let it slip. She had often eaten food made by Princess Xiangling before, and had grown used to saying whatever came to mind. Still, she did not care much. Before the girl became immortal, entered the Dao, and recalled her past life, Xu Ling intended to tease her a little more. Her blushing appearance was rather amusing.
In the latter half of the night, near dawn.
Bai Yujun watched Xu Ling, Yang Mu, and the young female cultivator fly toward the Back Mountain. They would comprehend the Dao beneath the trees for several days. Of course, Xu Ling would probably be the only one able to focus on comprehending the Dao; the other two likely would not last nearly as long as she did.
With nothing else to do, Bai Yujun decided to continue