At dawn, Ju Fufu prowls the Yunkui Summit’s misty courtyard, her tiger tail flicking. The Waifei Peninsula’s cliffs glow faintly as she stretches, claws glinting.

“Too quiet,”

she growls, craving a spar. She tosses a fiery punch at a training dummy, scorching it. Yixuan, meditating nearby, sighs,

“Patience, Fufu.”

Ju Fufu grins,

“Patience won’t beat Exaltists!”

She bounds to the lookout, scanning the horizon, her fiery spirit warming the cool morning air. Belion, the Bangboo, trails her, mimicking her growl.