As the saying went, the more one did, the easier it was to expose a flaw.
From their mutual probing in the lakeside town to the lake outside the mountain gate, the key had always been who discovered the other's true body first. Whoever found it first seized the initiative, but time was growing ever tighter.
Since Bai Yujun had already made the first move, Xiao could no longer sit back and watch.
A shallow depression in the lake traced out an enormous pattern, spiritual radiance lighting up its intricate lines. Bai Yujun discovered that her senses had been restricted...
The windless water lay flat as a mirror, and after the mist dispersed, the silence became even more pronounced.
Bai Yujun frowned.
Just as Xiao cast its spell, she had sensed a faint, elusive aura. It was nearby.
Casting a spell could not possibly leave no trace. Bai Yujun knew it, and Xiao knew it as well. Yet there was far too much room for manipulation in such matters. Who could know whether it was a trap deliberately exposing itself?
Thinking it over carefully, it was rather amusing.
The White Dragon, one of the few remaining dragons, and Xiao, neither human nor dragon, were both old schemers hiding daggers behind their smiles.
In Bai Yujun's eyes, a thing like Xiao should have died back in the end of the Dragon Court era.
After the anomaly on the lake surface, Xiao did not appear. Instead, a magnificent estate rose upon the water, with golden roofs, jade bricks, and flourishing flowers and grass, drawing gasps of surprise from countless spectators.
Though experts could not move mountains and fill seas, relocating an estate and a few fields was no great difficulty.
The strange part was that the buildings, flowers, and grass were half-real