In the snow-capped mountains and forests, Miss Third sniffed around lying on the thick snow.
The sense of smell of wild boars is already sensitive, not to mention hers as a cultivator boar spirit.
She lay on the ground sniffing for a long while, occasionally digging out a corpse.
Soon, within a radius of a hundred yards, she had dug pits all over, unearthing over a hundred fox corpses.
These foxes had different fur colors: red, yellow, white, gray; all were present.
The densely packed bodies spread over the ground, though macabre, proved to be quite a sight.
After viewing, Miss Third couldn't help but be astounded.
"...So many foxes, is this like a mass grave for wild foxes? Where did all these fox corpses come from?"
Li Muyang, looking at the fox corpses scattered around, grew more solemn.
The wounds on these fox corpses varied, but all were made by cultivators.
Were they killed by Yu Chan?
Did the foxes attack Yu Chan?