In a remote village, a grass pavilion stood amid a bamboo grove.
A scholar held a book and read with rapt attention. Incense smoke curled through the air as he humbly sought knowledge. If Bai Yujun had been here, she would certainly have recognized him as the man who had once begged her to redirect the rain clouds.
Whenever he reached a brilliant passage, he was beside himself with joy. Every tiny bit of progress sent him into a frenzy of delight.
"The books passed down by my ancestors truly are wondrous. An ordinary body can accomplish what even immortals cannot. My forefather truly deserved the title of Celestial Master."
The scenery here was beautiful and pleasant, and the tranquil surroundings were ideal for studying mystic arts.
Suddenly, a fat rabbit emerged from the grass outside the hall. It sat on its hind legs and stood upright, its huge eyes fixed on the distance as though it were pondering something—or perhaps attaining enlightenment. The scholar found it baffling and reflexively turned to look in the direction the rabbit was watching.
"Dragon veins are fighting? No! One of them isn't a dragon vein! Who wants to kill the Anti-Dragon?"
Thousands of miles away.
Bai Yujun was still advancing step by step toward the Zhao Household. Before she herself arrived, the ferocious monstrous snake formed from Earth Vein Dragon Qi above her had already begun attacking the Anti-Dragon. Though the Anti-Dragon was powerful, it was not a true dragon. Its consciousness was weak, and it could act only on instinct. It was not solid enough either, its form blurry and indistinct. Meanwhile, the White Snake's aura was nearly tangible. The colossal creatures launched their attacks from dozens of miles apart!
The giant snake bit off a mouthful of the Anti-Dragon's dragon vein