Purple Void and Qi Yun had no idea about a certain disciple's inner struggle...
Bai Yujun rode the seasonal shift southward on a cold current, flying straight toward the Hundred Thousand Mountains in the southwest. When cold air from the north met warm air as it moved south, it brought widespread rainfall. Mist filled the air and the drizzle was icy; Bai Yujun hid within the rain, concealing her tracks as she traveled far.
Flying freely through the sky was quite fun, always bringing fresh and novel sensations.
From a bird's-eye view, the mountains, rivers, and lands below each held different scenery.
Within the clouds, she leaned forward as her hair streamed behind her, passing through cloudbanks like cotton. Looking down through gaps in the white mist, she saw winding rivers and lakes scattered across the earth, uneven mountains and valleys, fields and homes, and autumn leaves yellowing.
Autumn had deepened in the Northern Lands, and migratory birds were on the move.
A certain Bai spotted a flock of autumn geese spreading their wings and flying south in a V formation. Bored with nothing to do, she concealed her aura and flew into their ranks to make up the numbers. The geese first erupted in a chorus of honking, then perhaps, having grown accustomed to some lunatic hitching a ride, ignored her and continued on their own.
Then a certain flood dragon shoved aside the lead goose, took the foremost position in the V, and led the flock...
In a dilapidated village below, an old man busily repairing the roof of his Thatched Hut heard the autumn geese honking wildly overhead. Curious, he looked up at the sky.
"Good heavens!"
He hurriedly pulled aside the thatch and made a hole in the roof, calling to his old wife inside.
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