The Variable

"Daoist, please rise quickly!"

Xiao Yang hurriedly helped Poison Dragon to his feet, then glanced around the private room, still somewhat uneasy. "Is this place... safe?"

"My lord, rest assured. I arranged Daoist arts around us long ago; there will not be the slightest problem with soundproofing," Poison Dragon said.

"Mm."

Xiao Yang sat down, and his aura of steadiness and decisiveness was truly compelling.

He too was the sort who never changed his mind once he had made a decision. He asked, "Plum Blossom... no... Poison Dragon, what do you think we should do next?"

"My lord controls the county troops. So long as you act, taking a county will be no problem!" Poison Dragon said darkly. "Then you may advance to attack other prefectures and counties, or retreat into the deep mountains to await the turn of Heaven. The only concern is that there is one man who must be killed!"

"County Magistrate Chen Hong?" Xiao Yang waved a hand. "I've wanted to kill him for a long time..."

"No, it is Chen Hong's son—Chen Zitong!" Poison Dragon said. "Does my lord know... that dragon aura exists in this world? Whenever an age of chaos arrives, it descends... Chen Zitong is the one favored by River Prefecture's local dragon aura. He bears the dragon aura of this land. Therefore, if my lord wishes to become a dragon, you must kill this man!"

By now, Poison Dragon had naturally investigated clearly whom the Exalted Bright Way had placed its bets on.

Moreover, he had made preparations long ago.

Watching Xiao Yang deep in thought, he silently mused, 'Since ancient times, hidden dragons have had their ordained fates... Though Xiao Yang possesses the proper configuration in his destiny, he still falls short of that hidden dragon... But I buried his