After parting with Mu Duo in the Ice Cave, Bai Yujun suddenly had the whim to inspect the offerings of incense everywhere.
More and more temples and shrines were dedicated to her. Many Imperial Dynasties held sacrifices for her, piling spirit fruits and beast meat on the altars like low mountains, while incense gathered like clouds. Tens of thousands attended grand ceremonies to pray for Favorable Winds and Timely Rain. After years of worship, they had gradually figured out the Divine Dragon's nature. Praying for mighty armies and victory in every battle was useless, and they certainly could not pray for immortality. Only prayers for wind and rain were most effective. Nations that worshipped other deities often suffered droughts, floods, and natural disasters; nations that worshipped the White Dragon merely had greater harvests or smaller ones.
Even more temples were scattered throughout villages, towns, rivers, lakes, and shores. Building a temple in a village or town could drive evil spirits away, while erecting a Divine Dragon Temple beside a pool or stream could ensure that water never ran dry during drought.
At the smallest scale, a single household or even one person might burn incense. Three or four eggs, five or six wild sour fruits, perhaps a few crucian carp caught now and then or a mountain pheasant hunted occasionally, could keep the household safe and prevent strange occurrences such as wandering souls and wild ghosts possessing children, making them feverish and babble nonsense.
In an instant, Bai Yujun examined countless temples.
The incense and faith power gathered without dispersing, yet no one stole it. Nor did she discover anyone secretly using black water to pass off a plum tree as a peach tree. That was only normal. How could petty thieves and chicken-stealers dare bully a great deity?
Bai