Half a year later.
In the third month of spring, the willow trees were green, the flowers were red, and all things were being revived.
Outside the courtyard at the foot of Heavenly Cry Peak, a tabby cat crouched in the grass by the courtyard wall, fully alert in a hunting stance, its emerald eyes locked onto the white tiger swaggering up from the slope below.
Meow!!
Just as Mountain Lord Qionglin reached the gate of the courtyard, the tabby cat sprang out, pouncing in front of Mountain Lord Qionglin, launching a flurry of relentless claws, and then darted back into the courtyard wall with lightning speed.
Moving so swiftly, Mountain Lord Qionglin was left dazed after being struck, its raised forepaw still suspended mid-air, forgotten to be put down.
After a moment, a tiger's roar shook the mountains and forests; in a burst of anger, Mountain Lord Qionglin charged into the courtyard and saw the small Cat Demon hiding among the peach blossoms, looking down from above.
