Snake Spirit Disorder

Bai Yujun's enormous head looked around.

Countless eyes were shocked, blank, or filled with all manner of strange expressions as people raised their phones to take pictures and livestream. In truth, the signal had been disrupted, their phones invaded, and the photos continuously deleted. Nothing would remain on their phones, and many people failed to notice anything unusual.

Her red-glowing eyes swept the surroundings. A powerful energy wave suddenly erupted, instantly knocking unconscious all the nearby onlookers. She activated the Fate Modification Talent, forcibly blurring their impressions of the divine dragon. Fortunately, not many people nearby had seen her true form through the smoke. The wave would not harm them; it would merely muddle their memories.

With a shake, she transformed into human form, dragon horns and pointed ears atop her head as she withdrew her scales and dragon spear.

Zhen Bei looked at the pile of ash on the ground, then at Bai Yujun, considering whether his armor could withstand that special flame. In the end, he figured it could hold out for more than ten seconds.

The power outage plunged the surrounding urban districts into darkness. Thunder rumbled intermittently in the sky, while the rain grew steadily lighter.

Bai Yujun crossed her arms over her chest and struck a domineering pose. The wind whipped her clothes and long hair about as she lifted her little face proudly, looking remarkably like she had in her flood dragon form.

Zhen Bei moved farther away so he would not get stepped on, then looked around.

"What should we do next? Can those guys compensate me for lost wages?"

"Go eat. A dragon gets hungry if she misses even one meal. Don't worry about compensation for lost work. If they refuse to pay, I'll eat all the food in their warehouses and