Song Yu's body trembled slightly, revealing the Fortune hidden within him. Red clouds gathered, with almost no white to be seen. In their midst coiled a red serpent: the dragon qi from years past, now completely subdued. Above it, azure qi rose and formed a canopy, with wisps of auspicious qi hanging down, inspiring awe in all who saw it.
The red and yellow qi merged with it. The red serpent raised its head, looking immensely delighted; even its body had grown several inches longer.
Song Yu was overjoyed. He knew that this image of a red serpent coiling around a seal was highly compatible with his Life-Bound Fortune, and that it brought other benefits he couldn't quite put into words. Drawn by the red serpent of his own dragon qi, he had absorbed eighty percent of the Fortune here, greatly increasing his Fortune.
The remaining twenty percent was divided among Song Ziqian and the other members of the Song Lineage, who gained some Fortune as well.
"Though this auspicious site is far inferior to the Hidden Dragon's lair, adding even a little to my foundation will give me one more chance of victory in the future."
"My Fortune is flourishing now. It will surely show results within seven days," Song Yu told himself.
The Song household, study.
"My son, did you take care of it?" Song Ziqian looked at his son with a complicated expression. A few days earlier, Yu'er had told him that he'd discovered an auspicious site that could bring a generation of great Fortune.
Intrigued, Song Ziqian had then grown suspicious. How had the boy found it? And how did he know about such things? Song Ziqian had placed one of his men among the funeral procession—a feng shui master the Song Lineage had supported for