"A Flood Dragon?!"
Lu Changfeng's heart jolted, and he blurted out, "Is that true? When did it happen?"
"Just a few days ago, on the night of the first day of the seventh month."
Luo Qingge recalled the news she had heard. "It happened at Kunming Pool, on the southwestern outskirts of Chang'an City. Although it was nighttime, the summer heat meant there were plenty of dignitaries and men of letters boating on the pool to cool off. According to numerous eyewitnesses, around the hour of the Pig, the previously calm water suddenly began churning violently without warning. An enormous bubble swelled up in the center, and then, accompanied by a strange roar, a colossal creature burst out of the water."
She described the astonishing sight. "Onlookers said the monster was several zhang long, with imposing horns on its head. It resembled a snake, yet wasn't a snake; resembled a crocodile, yet wasn't a crocodile. Its whole body was covered in blue-black scales, and it had claws beneath its belly. As it emerged, it threw up a sky full of mist and soared into the air. After circling several times with sinuous grace, it flew southeast and soon vanished into the night sky. Its appearance and might were nothing like those of an ordinary water monster. It bore an uncanny resemblance to a Flood Dragon!"
"There were countless witnesses, including quite a few prominent figures. There was no suppressing the news. It spread throughout Chang'an overnight."
Luo Qingge's tone grew grave. "Now the major martial sects, the great clans of both north and south, and even some extraordinary figures who usually live in seclusion have all stirred at the news. They're converging on Chang'an, openly or in secret. Kunming Pool is already surrounded by people. Even with the Golden Scale