A day before the Grand Spirit Trials.
The sounds of forceful grunts resounded from Tuo Bihan's open-roof courtyard. The grunts were rhythmic and even, clearly the sounds of a consistent exertion of effort. From time to time, the sky layer solidified beneath the palace shook.
A scarlet-eyed, silver-haired and barefoot handsome beastman walked into the courtyard from the entrance, his initial expression somewhat lazy and lackadaisical until he noticed where the sounds came from, and that handsome face was quiet and patient. A figure was performing a set of push-ups, a basic mortal exercise. But upon his back was a jade sphere the size of a baseball.
