The moon was shining brightly in the sky. Tu Xiaobai was standing atop a boulder on a hillside where the grass had grown to be as tall as a man's waist. Being in a transport of joy, she was showing off a set of three flying swords which she had just been given. Three beams of purple light gently wheeled and danced around her. They glinted dazzlingly, and were sending forth a gust of cold breeze that attracted shocking cries whenever they took another spin around the hillside.
Every now and then, the rabbit demon would make the flying swords fly as close to the ground as possible. The sharp sword beams would then cut through the blades of grasses and send them flying in all directions. After that, she would giggle and control the sword beams to brush past the heads of over three hundred little demons who stood sparsely on the hillside.
