The Xianzhou Yaoqing's Merlin's Claw and one of the Seven Arbiter-Generals. Unconventional and straightforward, she exudes effortless charm.
She is skilled in all forms of martial arts and has honed herself into a supreme weapon. She is widely adored by Xianzhou soldiers and civilians alike as “The Vanquishing General.”
However, she bears the burden of the Moon Rage affliction. If she were to hunt down all the abominations in her limited lifetime — then the only enemy Feixiao has would be herself.

A hint of the metallic smell of blood and unrest hangs in the air.

“Neergul…”
She gently pats the trembling partner by her side. “I smell… a chance for freedom. Tonight is the night.”
“Saran, the bodies of the three foxian slaves that tried to escape are still hanging on the gates…”
“No, tonight is different.”
She raises her head and stares off into the distance as a giant streaming light slowly traces across the sky.
“Tonight, there will be shooting stars.”
She takes her companion's hand in hers. “It's okay. Just keep looking forward and don't look back.”

Under the cold and brilliant light of the shooting stars, two delicate silhouettes race across the endless plains. The bloodstained air whips at their faces as the chilling howls of the wolves endlessly stir up the fear buried deep in their blood.
However, she never doubted that they would escape the wolf pack's pursuit.
As long as they wish on the “shooting star,” it would shine down on them. If they just chase that light in the sky, they would reach where it lies in the distance. As they continue to run with all their strength, it seems as if the light is growing ever nearer.
That is no “shooting star.” It's a woman who could fly. She calls herself the General of the Xianzhou Yaoqing. Her name is Yueyu.

In the distance, a military force that she had never seen before comes rushing from behind her, as countless arrows flow past her head to rain down on the pursuing borisin.
“Look, Neergul! The shooting star granted our wish!”
She shouts joyously, never once looking back. She does not see this “shooting star” falling to the ground and reduces everything to silence.