“Wu Jianwu?” Xu Qing said, as he squatted at the top of a tree. His eyes glittered.

Wu Jianwu had provoked Xu Qing out of nowhere out on the Forbidden Sea. Later, he had seemed absolutely terrified of Xu Qing, and didn’t seem threatening at all. In fact, when Xu Qing killed Wu Jianwu’s attendant, Wu Jianwu took the initiative to pay the fine. [1]

After thinking about it, Xu Qing decided there was no need to go see Wu Jianwu. Instead, he would go directly to the Supreme Vastness daoist temple.

Except then he asked, “What’s he doing?”

The shadow stretched out into a number of different shapes. Apparently, the scene visible to it through its shadow eye was too complicated to convey easily, so finally it split itself apart into a handful of different images. There were about a dozen of them, and they all depicted beasts of some sort. Each beast was different, but they all had one thing in common: they had swollen bellies. Then the shadow created an image of Wu Jianwu, sitting next to one of the beasts and rubbing its belly.

Xu Qing hadn’t been particularly curious about what Wu Jianwu was up to, but...