Flames

A certain white figure swayed her pointed ears, flicked her tail, and floated into the air, moving above the tunnel.

In high spirits, she waved her hand. The Colored Treasure Pearl stuck in the machinery automatically flew back between the dragon horns atop her head, hovering there and trembling as if delighted. Retrieving the pearl scared Advisor Hao half to death; he worried she might release the monsters. Yet through the surveillance feeds, he discovered that the monsters in the tunnel seemed terrified...

In an instant, a certain advisor straightened his back, puffed out his chest, raised his head, and stared straight ahead, looking immensely heroic.

This was probably what it meant to borrow a fox's might from a tiger.

The pearl could suppress the spatial barrier, not to mention there was now a quasi-divine dragon beast here. It was not that Bai Yujun was boasting about the Wild Ox of the Southern Wasteland—anyone who dared poke their head out could be dealt with by merely flicking a fingernail.

She lowered her head and looked down, her red eyes sweeping across the pit. The fiery-red hole resembled a volcanic crater. Its walls were covered with strange, grotesque creatures similar to the earlier two-headed monsters. Upon seeing Bai Yujun, they whimpered and retreated. Even without the pearl suppressing them, they did not dare crawl out, instead crowding together in restless agitation.

"Not tasty~"

The most important criterion for judging anything was whether it could be eaten, and whether it tasted good.

She closed her beautiful eyes and raised both little hands, flicking them repeatedly, as though she were playing an invisible piano. In truth, she was stirring the dragon energy of the surrounding mountains and rivers, readjusting the flow of the earth veins and dispersing the Yin Energy. The pit required