Passing by the square.

Ling Hanchuan meticulously taught his disciples how to practice swordsmanship.

Gingerbread waved from a great distance.

Ling Hanchuan nodded.

She arrived at Tianji Peak not long after.

This is Gingerbread's first time visiting Tianji Peak.

Senior Master Tai Xuan was a man of few words, and his demeanor was so aloof that people dared not approach him. Aside from Ye Qidao, she didn't know how many direct disciples Tianji Peak had.

“It’s fun!”

"The Earth-Splitter Leopard should bite it to death, yes, bite its neck!"

"Hahahaha, this is so funny! Try harder, you almost bit through its throat."

As Gingerbread approached the gate of Tianji Peak, it heard a young girl's voice laughing wildly.

And malicious words.

She flew down from the green onion.

Then you see a leopard, its skin glistening and its eyes gleaming with ferocity, pouncing on a small yellow dog.

The little yellow dog was covered in wounds.

In some places, the fur was torn open, revealing the flesh and bones inside.

That's too cruel.

Gingerbread looked up.

A little girl stood not far away, short like her, wearing a delicate pink jacket with a fluffy cloak over it.

She seemed to find it amusing to watch the ferocious beast bullying the puppy.

She had no idea that Gingerbread was watching her.

"Earth-Splitting Leopard, you have three moves to eat this little bastard, or you'll be in big trouble!"

The woman in pink originally had bright eyes and white teeth, but when she spoke, she had a ruthless and mean tone that made people feel disgusted.

Hear her instructions.

The leopard pawed at the ground, poised to strike, while the little yellow dog whimpered in despair.

No one can save it.

No one was willing to save it.

It's just a mongrel dog that doesn't even qualify as a mythical beast.

The little yellow dog buried its head and waited to die; struggling for so long in front of the ferocious beast was its limit.

“Ouch—”

The leopard opened its blood-red maw and pounced, just as its sharp teeth were about to bite through the little yellow dog's head.

"Smack—"

A magical sword struck it away.

The ferocious beast rolled away into the distance, letting out a pitiful howl.

Gingerbread sheathed her spirit sword, stepped forward, and carefully took the little yellow dog into her arms.

The little girl in the pink dress then noticed that someone was there.

Her eyebrows shot up, and she was about to unleash a torrent of abuse when she recognized the person in front of her as Gingerbread. She then turned to excitedly mock him.

"So it was you, the idiot who fell into the latrine after I scared you a couple of times, hehe..."