The land of Central China trembled violently.
As the seismic waves spread rapidly across the Central Plains, the entire region was gripped by a delicate tension.
The No. 1 Tea House in Zhongzhou is a gathering place for powerful figures from all sides of Zhongzhou.
News spreads widely here, and people can exchange information, so countless people gather at the teahouse every day.
Despite the earthquake, no one seemed surprised, but those who knew the details couldn't help but discuss it amongst themselves.
At one of the square tables sat several people dressed in official Central Plains attire, who spoke softly:
"This is a sign that the dragon vein has risen."
"Another dragon vein? Isn't this a bit too fast?" The speaker frowned, his eyes filled with worry.
“Indeed, but now that the aura of the dragon veins has erupted multiple times, those perception-type awakened individuals should be able to roughly sense the location of the remaining dragon veins,” a middle-aged man in black armor said in a deep voice.
The middle-aged man had a gilded battle sword hanging at his waist and exuded an aura of iron and blood. He was an awakened commander from the Central Plains government.
His gaze swept across the surrounding crowd, as if he were trying to discern the thoughts of everyone around him.
Although they knew the middle-aged man's official identity, the others in the teahouse didn't seem to care.
A woman dressed in a red outfit ignored the middle-aged man and said loudly with a charming laugh:
"The next dragon vein will be decided by strength; whoever wins it gets it!"
The woman speaking was none other than Princess Blood Fan, Blood Moon, ranked twenty-ninth on the Central Plains Ranking.
She had a cinnabar mole at the corner of her eye and was toying with a blood-red folding fan in her hand.
Blood Moon has always been known for its ruthlessness and unscrupulous methods; the hidden weapons in its fan have taken countless lives in secret.
In her view, the battle for the dragon vein should be a naked contest of strength.
Only the strongest at the peak can have the last laugh. Those who obtained the Dragon Vein before were just lucky fools who were not worthy of being called a hero.
Upon hearing Blood Moon's words, all those drinking tea around them fell silent.
Those present were all prominent figures; how could they not know that the dragon vein's aura had been completely exposed?
No faction lacks perceptive awakeners, and finding a new dragon vein that is about to rise is not difficult.
When the topic of vying for the dragon vein came up, a hint of greed and ambition flashed in everyone's eyes.
After a brief silence, the teahouse quickly became lively again.
Just as everyone was discussing this, a handsome man with feminine features who was sitting at the door suddenly stood up, strode out of the teahouse, and was quickly followed by several people.
The man wore a moon-white robe, his skin was as white as snow, and there was an eerie purple hue at the corner of his eyes. Every move he made exuded a feminine softness, making him even more beautiful than a woman.
This person is none other than Yun Che, the Jade-Faced Demon Lord, ranked thirty-fifth on the Wind and Cloud Ranking.
As soon as Yun Che stepped out of the teahouse, he immediately said to the person behind him, "Send more men to surround Yangcheng. I am determined to obtain that twelfth dragon vein."
"Yes." The others immediately acknowledged the order and left.
At this moment, all forces within the Central Plains realized that they had to speed up.
I originally thought that only one dragon vein would rise each month, and that they would appear one after another in a regular pattern within a year.
Unexpectedly, four dragon veins rose up in just a few days.
Such rapid progress has caused many forces to become anxious.
At this rate, it probably won't be long before all twelve dragon veins rise up.
At that time, those forces that did not obtain the dragon vein inheritance will either have to submit to Zhongzhou and accept its rule, or they will have to withdraw from the struggle and hide in the mountains.
With the rise of the fourth dragon vein, all forces mobilized.
In order to compete for the remaining dragon veins, they were prepared to spare no expense and rushed towards places with abundant dragon vein energy.
Inside the Heavenly Dragon Mansion in the capital city of Zhongzhou.
A huge black rock was placed in the very center of the yard.
This rock looks extremely ancient, exuding an aura of vicissitude, yet its surface shows no signs of erosion over time.
The black rocks have been meticulously carved into the world's current landscape by some kind of supernatural skill.
Famous mountains and rivers from various places are meticulously scaled down and carved onto the rock surface, resembling a world-class sand table.
The undulations of the mountains and the meandering of the rivers are vividly depicted, all condensed onto the rocks.
At the very center of the rock lies the current boundary of the entire Central Plains.
On the map of Zhongzhou, three glass balls lay quietly.
The numbers written on them are: First, Fourth, Tenth.
A figure sat alone under the pavilion, dressed in a long black robe embroidered with a blue dragon, exuding a calm and powerful aura.
This person has three crystal dragon horns between his forehead; he is none other than Tianlong himself.
He slowly picked up the teacup, the tea emitting wisps of steam.
Tianlong stared at the enormous rock before him, his eyes deep and profound, as if he could see through everything in the world.
The earthquake just now indicated that another dragon vein had appeared in Zhongzhou, which is why Tianlong took a moment to sit here and seemingly relax while drinking tea.
As he used his special ability to deduce, the energy around his body circulated rhythmically.
Just then, a glass ball on the black rock seemed to suddenly gain momentum and automatically rolled off the edge of the rock into the central landscape.
The glass ball rolled on the rock surface, making a crisp sound.
It spun rapidly across the map of Zhongzhou, eventually coming to a steady stop on the Huanglong River, and the number 'six' appeared on the glass ball.
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