Strange Things

Within Licu Valley, no one had ever seen such a strange sight: a lanky young man with a palm-sized yellow ferret either sprawled across or standing upright on his head. As the young man walked forward, he looked around in all directions. Whenever he spotted something he liked, he flicked his hand, and before long, that thing seemed to be tugged by an invisible rope, flying into his hand. It merely turned once in his hand before vanishing without a trace.

Even more miraculous was the yellow ferret atop the young man's head. No matter how the young man moved beneath it, it stood steadily on his head without swaying in the slightest. Unlike the disciples who had entered the valley before, the young man specifically sought out places thick with black mist. Whenever he reached the edge of a black fog bank, the little ferret would raise its head and stretch out its tiny nose. A flash of white radiance appeared, and the black mist was immediately sucked into its nostrils. Looking behind the young man, there was indeed only a little black mist drifting around. It seemed that the little ferret had sucked up the rest!

The ones responsible for this strange spectacle were none other than Zhang Xiaohua and his Little Yellow!

Though Licu Valley was long, it had an end after all. By the time Little Yellow had sucked the black mist clean from the entire valley, Zhang Xiaohua had also reached its end. Before him stood a semicircular mountain wall at the bottom of the valley. With the black mist gone, its original appearance had long since been revealed.

This mountain wall was unlike ordinary ones. It was black to a frightening degree, and when touched, it felt as though it had been cast from