Compared to the bustle of Taiyan Mountain, Thousand Wood Mountain seemed somewhat deserted, though it possessed an even stronger Daoist air. Amid the lush mountains and forests, only the occasional dojo courtyard dotted the landscape.
In the forest south of Thousand Wood Mountain, two little white foxes were fighting each other with magical arts. Their magic implements were two flying swords, and many of the surrounding trees had been destroyed by their duel.
They were the two little white foxes from Hu Qianqian's dojo. Hu Lin was now overseeing the reconstruction of Baishui Lake, while Hu Qianqian had to build the Starlight Array for Wang Ping. With no elders keeping watch over them, the little white foxes had run completely wild these past few years.
On an ancient tree in the distance, Yang Rong watched their contest closely to prevent any accidents. After all, the reason the two little fellows had started fighting was entirely because she had egged them on, and she had also taught them the Sword Control Art they were using.
More than ten breaths later.
Seeing that neither could defeat the other, the two little white foxes brought out another two long swords. Cold light immediately spilled in every direction, accompanied by the crisp clink of metal striking metal.
Seeing the two about to fight in earnest, Yang Rong hurriedly controlled Wood Spirit Qi to freeze their flying swords in place. She then appeared beside them and scolded them in the tone of an elder for not knowing their own limits.
As the two little foxes were being scolded, their fluffy tails and ears drooped. Yang Rong could not resist the urge to rub and knead them, and soon laughter and cheerful voices rang out.
Once the two little foxes had run off, playfully chasing and