Those who scheme against others will forever be schemed against in turn.
Bai Yujun decided to unleash a massacre. What certain people had done in the shadows had grievously crossed her bottom line. They had plotted to ruin her cultivation and, for no reason at all, diminish her fortune. Though she had suffered no loss, being plotted against was the cause; killing them was the result. They had brought it upon themselves—this dragon could not be blamed.
After searching, she discovered that people in several nearby villages, towns, and cities had been maliciously spreading rumors and devising schemes to frame the white dragon for causing floods.
After enduring countless hardships, she had been rewarded with a knife in the back. Bai Yujun was furious.
The flood-control effort was temporarily put on hold. Her face was frosty, killing intent surging around her. A dragon could not only bring blessings to a region; she was also a savage demon beast at the top of the food chain—a carnivore.
"Looks like the southeast holds not only violent wind and rain, but also a storm of blood."
In an ancient little town.
A chill drizzle fell urgently, washing the mortal dust from the stone streets until they looked new. The White-clothed Girl stood in the middle of the town's Stone Slab Path, clutching an oil-paper umbrella to her chest as though waiting for someone. A Wandering Swordsman hurried through the streets and alleys, his footsteps rushed. Drops of water fell from the eaves of old houses, pattering loudly against his bamboo hat.
The swordsman paused, somewhat curious as to why this woman was standing in the street, getting drenched by the rain.
As he drew closer—
"You... want to buy an umbrella? My umbrellas are very good. One umbrella costs only one tael of