A river ran past the Wuya Sect's mountain gate, its water clear to the bottom. Half lay outside the sect and half inside. Fed by melting snow from the sect's main peak, it held fish brimming with Spiritual Energy that chased one another along the riverbed. Scattered green leaves drifted by the bank, and spring was in full bloom.
Supreme Heaven had no true cycle of four seasons.
Spring, summer, autumn, and winter could all appear in different parts of the same region.
Ye Ranxing came to the stream with her older sister.
Following the feeling that someone was watching her, she glanced back. "Ye Zhaoxuan, look! There's a huge yellow dog over there."
As she called to her sister, Ye Ranxing added her verdict. "It's chained up. Now that's a good dog. That last one, Ye Tianbing, wasn't obedient at all. He went out without a leash, bit people left and right, and ended up getting beaten to death."
Big Yellow, by the sect gate, heard her and slowly raised his slightly aged eyes.
He glanced at the two little girls discussing him.
Then he tucked his head back between his crossed front legs and gazed at the distant scenery in the other direction.
Alone, like a scene unchanged since time immemorial.
"There is a dog."
"Ye Zhaoxuan, what do you think it was thinking when it stared at us just now?"
"I don't know. If you want to know, you can ask it yourself."
"It's a yellow guard dog. What good would asking do? Is it going to tell me?"
Big Yellow: "..."
Had it occurred to them that he had only looked up because they resembled a very pretty little girl from long ago?
That little girl had been beautiful and kind. Unlike everyone else, who practically