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Rise of the White Tiger Priestess

"I seek the strength, beauty, and spiritual power of the white tiger to be released in myself." Song Yuna is an idol trainee in one of the biggest entertainment companies in South Korea. With only 100 days left before her debut, she accompanied her best friend to the national library to study. Yuna discovered an interesting painting that came from the Joseon era, 'Tiger under a Bamboo Tree', she transmigrated inside the painting and found herself trapped in the year 918. In order to go back to her world, she became the appointed priestess and was tasked to find the six celestial knights who will summon the White Tiger of the East with her to unify the three kingdoms of Goryeo, Baekje and Silla! Obviously, she has to keep herself pure and virgin as the vessel of the celestial being, but she found herself falling in love with one of her celestial knights! Will she be able to finish her mission or will she be trapped in the world created by the unknown? +++ This is my first entry for Webnovel's Spirity 2021! Hope you guys can support me! Thanks! The cover is not mine but edited by me. Call me to your attention if it's yours and you want me to take it down. Ps. FL is still young but scheming. She is a little bit stubborn,, rational, logical and a fashionista at heart.

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Asking For Help is Not a Sign of Weakness

"That would mean the town of Gyeongseong is a place that has been abandoned."

The high priestess nodded, and she looked up at the sky, and she sighed. "Does that mean we are powerless and would not be able to do anything at all?"

They were silent. Hopelessness was something that Yuna hated. She always thought that every problem has a solution.

"I think it is about time that we ask the king for help," Yuna suggested. Determination could be seen in her eyes. "We will make sure that the king will help us."

With that said, Mina immediately emitted a clear, high-pitched sound by forcing breath through a small hole between her lips.

This sound required a wind to carry it. It was very similar to the sound one would hear when a bell is rung. For the time being, the noise could be effectively used to advertise the crisis. This was what Yuna did and called the messenger that would deliver the message to the palace.