The enormous white flood dragon coiled around the mountain remained asleep.
Mobilizing the Earth Vein Dragon Qi and roaring across the Central Plains seemed glorious, but Bai Yujun could only achieve such terrifying power by borrowing the momentum of heaven and earth. What she borrowed was the destiny of aiding the Human Emperor's rise and safeguarding the imperial dragon vein. If she dared do this normally, trouble would certainly follow.
That day, the future Human Emperor's father, unable to withstand the abrupt shift from years of toil and hardship to a life of comfort, fell ill and passed away. After the young man wailed his heart out, he followed custom and invited a renowned local master to choose a burial site. To him, it was merely something that had to be done, but to the world, it was a matter of immense consequence.
Since he would become the Human Emperor in the future, his father's grave had to be buried in a favorable feng shui dragon lair at the very least. There could be no carelessness; whether deliberately or not, the deed had to be done right.
Bai Yujun, who had worked herself to the bone, sensed it coming. She had long prepared a dragon vein not far from where the Human Emperor lived, waiting for his father to pass so he could be buried there.
As long as that master truly had the skill, he would know where to bury him. Most people who made their living from this trade could read faces as well.
But there were so many swindlers in the world. That old fellow had merely read a few pages about burial sites and only knew where people could not be buried. He could earn a little money without harming anyone, but what the young man