Lu Yun plucked the little fox off his head while Bai Zhaoju looked dumbly at the furry creature.

“It speaks? It’s not actually that troublemaker, is... she?” He’d find it absolutely ludicrous if so.

“Do you know what’s guarding this place?” Lu Yun had long picked up on its presence, but he hadn’t been able to place the relationship between the guardian and tomb owner. 

“Yinglong! Taiyi’s empress.” The little fox burrowed back into Lu Yun’s clothes and left only her face exposed to the air. She said carefully, “This mountain is formed from her corpse!”

“Yinglong… Taiyi’s empress?” Lu Yun blinked and he thought for a moment. “If that’s the case, that’s just as well. We’ll head on in.”

The little fox immediately ducked into his robes.

“She’s...