Meng Zhao did not dwell on it. Instead, he transmitted his voice to Gan Mingfeng, who then asked,
"Since, as you say, this dragon vein is so extraordinary, and only descendants of the Great Sui Dynasty imperial clan can subdue it, does that not make it far more precious than the so-called Sheji Cauldron inside the Golden Palace? What, then, is the significance of the Sheji Cauldron?"
The others, too, fixed their bright eyes on Yu Daoist. What Gan Mingfeng had asked was precisely what they wished to know. If the dragon vein possessed such wonders, just how remarkable must the Sheji Cauldron be?
"Very well. Since you have asked, it does no harm to reveal a little more, if only to dispel some of your greed.
"The dragon vein before your eyes has indeed taken physical form, but that is because the space it occupies is peculiar, existing in a place neither illusory nor real. That is why it appears in this form to your naked eyes. In truth, the real dragon vein is one with the Sheji Cauldron.
"Or, more precisely, the Sheji Cauldron is where the dragon vein resides. At the same time, it suppresses the dragon vein and stabilizes its own providence, ensuring that it endures without end. Without the Sheji Cauldron, all is lost.
"Of course, that is not the Sheji Cauldron's only function. If Emperor Yang Guang of Sui and the Imperial Preceptor's scheme truly succeeded back then, it means that the Sheji Cauldron has already completed its transformation. Combined with the Hidden Dragon Vein, if someone obtains both the Sheji Cauldron and the dragon vein and refines them, they can achieve a special status."
The word "status" was new to everyone. Even someone as formidable as Meng Zhao, or one of extraordinary origins