On the lakeshore, less than half a mile from the docks.
Moonlight illuminated the riverbank. Waves glimmered beneath the moon, while the pitch-black woods rustled. A night owl hooted twice, then seemed to spot its natural enemy and hurriedly flapped away, afraid it would be eaten if it flew too slowly.
If anyone had been there, they would surely have been frightened to death by the white figure with long hair streaming over its shoulders racing along the riverside path.
Bai Yujun arrived at the riverbank and looked around, seeing only a few little soft-shelled turtles crawling about clumsily.
She pinched one by the tail. The little turtle withdrew into its shell, but its tail was caught and could not be pulled back in. Then it was lifted up, and its beady eyes saw a face appear before it.
"Too small. I might as well eat an egg."
With a flick of her small hand, she sent the little turtle flying far out into the lake.
To strengthen her body, Bai Yujun had come to the lakeshore in the middle of the night to catch turtles, determined to stew the most delicious old turtle soup. She had been eating less raw meat lately, all because her mouth had grown increasingly greedy.
Before entering the water, she broke off three branches and planted them side by side in the sand, then bowed reverently toward Nanyuan Lake.
"Please bless me so I can catch a hundred-year-old turtle. If not... eighty years old will do. I'm begging you. Next time, I'll definitely offer real incense in worship~"
After saying that, she set her bamboo basket on the beach and jumped into the lake.
In the distance, a fisherman with a lantern hanging from his boat's prow saw Bai Yujun dive into the water