Quiet Preparations

"Why what?" Lu Yang asked, looking at Bai Yang, who had stopped halfway through his sentence.

After thinking it over, Bai Yang said, "Senior, I know someone who has definitely obtained an Imperial Seal Fragment from the Divine Martial Dynasty. Going by what you said, does that mean he also has an emperor's fate?"

"There's someone like that? If so, then that person might really have that kind of fate," Lu Yang said in surprise.

"But that doesn't make sense. His name is Jiang Yishui, and he used to be with the Blood Lotus Sect. If he had an emperor's fate, the Blood Lotus Sect's leader wouldn't have gone to such lengths to scheme against me back then. Wouldn't it have been better to go straight to him?" Bai Yang said, looking completely puzzled.

"There's nothing strange about that. Perhaps there are two reasons. First, the Blood Lotus Sect's leader had other plans and didn't make a move against him. Second, maybe he has that fate, but the dragon aura hasn't yet emerged on him. That would be why the Blood Lotus Sect's leader left him alone," Lu Yang said.

Hearing that, Bai Yang understood. The logic was simple enough. Take himself, for example. Perhaps he had always possessed this so-called fate, but it was only after he found a set of imperial armor from history back on Earth and absorbed its dragon aura that dragon aura truly took root in him.

Put plainly, having that fate didn't mean dragon aura was already present. In truth, before such people rose to prominence—that is, before dragon aura emerged—it was very hard to identify them. You could even say Heaven was protecting them. After all, just like those emperors who founded nations, no one could have predicted at the beginning that they