Cultivators did not experience premonitions out of nowhere.
The stronger they were, the more carefully they needed to treat such feelings.
Yet Queen Medusa stayed on the island at the center of the lake for a long time without finding any clues.
Before she knew it, the moon had set and crows were calling. The dark sky hung low, leaving only bright stars for company.
Queen Medusa glanced up at the sky, then turned and gracefully departed.
Soon, she returned to the Holy City.
Before she even approached the temple, however, she keenly sensed a familiar presence waiting for her inside.
"Yue Mei? What brought her here?"
Puzzled, Queen Medusa quickened her pace slightly.
Yue Mei was the leader of the Charming Snake Tribe, one of the Snake-People Tribe's Eight Great Tribes. With her Dou Wang strength, voluptuous figure, and alluring beauty, she ranked among the finest of the snake-people, second only to Queen Medusa.
Generally, the leaders of the Eight Great Tribes did not visit the Holy City. They only came in person when Queen Medusa summoned them or when they had something special to report.
And it was nighttime now. For Yue Mei to arrive at this hour, it had to be something serious.
"Yue Mei, what happened?" Queen Medusa asked coldly as she landed inside the temple.
Hearing her voice, Hua She'er bowed slightly and withdrew, leaving the two of them alone.
Yue Mei also hastily bowed before raising her head. An indelible look of humiliation and resentment marred her alluring face. The instant she saw Medusa, she nearly burst into tears, like a child who had suffered every indignity outside finally seeing her parent.
"Your Majesty, you must seek justice for me."
"What happened?"
At that sharp reprimand, Yue Mei shuddered. No longer daring to ramble,