The Shadow Hound Clan's true forms were giant Mist Zone monsters known as shadow hounds. Compared to the Mang Clan, Lion People, and the like, their tribe was exceedingly weak. Ordinarily, they only dared to scavenge the monster corpses left behind after exploration teams had slaughtered them, cleanse the poison from the flesh, and take it back to eat.
They were one link in the chain of scavengers within the Mist Zone.
Many shadow hounds lived like this, barely scraping by on monster corpses unwanted by exploration teams.
Yet the shadow hounds' royal bloodline refused to resign themselves to such a fate. From a very early time, they had begun sending several royal descendants into human society to learn all of humanity's knowledge and skills.
Now that Qingfeng Temple's reputation was growing ever louder, it had already affected the supplies and livelihoods of quite a few nearby minor tribes. Under such circumstances, as a princess of the Shadow Hound Clan's royal bloodline, she had naturally decided to come investigate the situation.
After observing for some time, she discovered that Qingfeng Temple's attitude toward its disciples and trainees was rather strange. Unlike other places, where disciples and trainees were more often exploited than not, everything here emphasized fairness and impartiality.
Though achieving this was exceedingly difficult, in the vast majority of cases, this place had somehow truly managed a rough measure of fairness and impartiality.
Walking out of the courtyard, Li Yuanyuan glanced at Xue Yanxiu as he hurriedly flashed away. She herself did not leave in a rush. Instead, after pondering for a moment, she turned around and returned to the courtyard.
"Temple Master, this disciple has indeed concealed something. I have thought it through, and I intend to tell you plainly," Li Yuanyuan said gravely.
"What is it? You