Only after Bai Yujun returned to her territory did she discover that more mischief had arisen.
For some reason, the Yan Kingdom court had sent many experts to assist the army in pressuring the Snake Demon Army. Those experts often sought out Snake Demon Soldiers to provoke fights, with victories and defeats on both sides. Yet, constrained by the situation, neither side dealt killing blows. In response, Little Qing borrowed many experts from the Jiuli White Tribe through Mu Duo. The ferocious snake demons and the valiant Jiuli experts joined forces to suppress the court experts' arrogance.
Many scouts mingled among merchant caravans or used other means to pass through customs and enter River City, but their impact was negligible.
Perhaps because it involved too many interests, the trade routes remained undisturbed.
Merchant fleets still traveled between the Southern Wasteland and the Central Plains, bringing in raw materials and carrying away high-quality goods, gradually exerting influence over the Central Plains. Once someone grew accustomed to good things, it was difficult to accept shoddy wares again—especially when the good things were cheap.
The Bai Residence's secondary estate.
Lotuses bloomed in the waterside pavilion, and the little Lotus Spirit had tended the pond's flowers exceptionally well.
Bai Yujun lay lazily reclined on a soft couch, draped in gauze, her brows faintly furrowed as though something displeased her.
In the past, she could vaguely sense varying degrees of connection from many places in the Northern Lands, especially during festivals. They came from large and small dragon temples built and worshipped by villages and towns. In great cities, where rules were too numerous for the people to build temples, none existed, but nearly every town and village had a dragon temple.
Many years ago, the Northern Lands suffered a drought. Birds perished beneath the