Dragon Blood Divine Son-in-law
Chapter 285: The Conspiracy of the Sleeping Dragon

Chapter 285: Chapter 285: The Conspiracy of the Sleeping Dragon

That night, the construction team brought by Zheng Nianyao began to redirect the river on the mountain according to Chen Xuan’s specifications.

The project wasn’t particularly large, but it wasn’t small either.

If carried out at a normal pace, this project would require at least a week to complete.

Yet Chen Xuan had just one day and two nights left in total, leaving no time to waste.

With Zheng Nianyao continuously upping the stakes, the construction team finally mobilized additional forces to work through the night.

At last, when dusk fell on the third day, the river diversion was finally complete.

As the last half a meter was connected, the clear river water poured down, directly filling the valley.

Before long, a sizable lake had formed in the valley, level with Elder Master Han’s tomb.

Everything seemed to have been calculated perfectly!

"Although it’s just an additional lake, the scenery here obviously looks far better than before!"

"That’s right, it feels much more comfortable than before! It’s as if this lake was always meant to be here!"

Zheng Nianyao and Wong Jiasen marveled at the lake before them.

They didn’t understand Feng Shui, yet they could intuitively feel the difference this transformation had on their minds and bodies.

This actually confirmed something.

Feng Shui isn’t nonexistent; it’s just that ordinary people can’t see it.

Their feelings proved everything.

Chen Xuan, looking at the lake and the surrounding woods, also felt deeply moved.

He didn’t even need to observe the qi; he could tell that the Feng Shui here had undergone a drastic change.

From its previous mediocrity, it had transformed into a Feng Shui treasure spot!

In this way, Elder Master Han’s decision to choose this place for his final resting place was an extremely wise one!

However, Chen Xuan still couldn’t understand what Elder Master Han’s intentions had been.

"Chen Xuan, with this accomplished, do you think you can defeat Liu Mingkong now?" Cui Ruyun asked.

Chen Xuan nodded, "I have at least an eighty percent chance!"

Cui Ruyun finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Throughout these three days, she had been worried about Chen Xuan’s chances of winning and about Han Jingting’s safety. Now, hearing what Chen Xuan said, she finally felt somewhat at ease.

At this moment, steps forward and says, "Chen Xuan, about the information you asked us to gather on Sleeping Dragon Liu Mingkong, we’ve made some progress. Here is what we’ve collected."

As she spoke, Cui Fengjiu handed a stack of files to Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan opened the files and glanced at them, slightly surprised.

There were at least fifty or sixty pages; to have collected so much information in just three days meant that Cui Fengjiu and her team had put in a lot of effort.

Chen Xuan started to flip through the files casually.

Most of them contained personal information about Liu Mingkong, along with his life’s achievements and various rumors from the Jianghu.

Through this information, Chen Xuan could gain a deeper understanding of Liu Mingkong and also increase his knowledge of the Bei family to whom Liu Mingkong was loyal.

The next moment, as Chen Xuan flipped to one of the pages, he stopped.

On this page, it documented the Yanjing circles’ comparisons between Liu Mingkong and Han Sanshui.

In these comparisons, the people in the Yanjing circles held a general impression of the two men.

Although Liu Mingkong and Han Sanshui were both rare Feng Shui masters, a closer comparison revealed that they had their respective areas of expertise.

The general consensus was that Liu Mingkong had a greater aptitude for face-reading and the Feng Shui arrangements of the living residences.

And Han Sanshui was even more proficient in the Feng Shui geomancy of Yin houses, and the great frameworks of mountains, rivers, and streams.

Both of these indeed relate to Feng Shui, yet on closer inspection, they seem to be quite different.

In this light, it seemed that the domain in which Han Sanshui excelled might have a larger scope and broader application than that of Liu Mingkong.

This might have also been the main reason why Han Sanshui could surpass Liu Mingkong back in the day within the circles of Yanjing!

But what truly caught Chen Xuan’s attention was not this, but something else.

The information clearly stated that Liu Mingkong was most adept at physiognomy and the Feng Shui layout of Yang houses.

If that was the case, why didn’t Liu Mingkong choose his forte of physiognomy and Yang house layout when competing against the Han family, and instead chose the aspect of mountains, rivers, and streams, which he was not particularly proficient in?

Was it because Liu Mingkong was so confident that even in a field he wasn’t skilled in, he was still undoubtedly unmatched by anyone from the Han family?

Of course, that was possible.

Yet Chen Xuan felt it was not so simple; it seemed far from straightforward.

He always felt that from the moment Liu Mingkong arrived in Huai City, and specifically sought out Han family members to compete against him, everything about it was strange!

After all, he and Han Sanshui were only rivals, without any deep-seated hatred.

At most, it was just that Liu Mingkong held a grudge because Han Sanshui didn’t honor an appointment to compete against him back then.

But decades had passed, could such a grudge really be worth the trouble for him to come all the way to Huai City to seek revenge on the Han family?

Unless, beneath this competition with the Han family, there was another hidden agenda.

But what could that be?

For the moment, Chen Xuan couldn’t figure it out.

As the lake was filled in, the entire project was thus fully completed.

What remained was to wait for daylight so that Liu Mingkong could come for verification.

Night had fallen, and after tidying up the scene, Chen Xuan and the others all departed.

Late at night, lying in the bed of an old alley, Chen Xuan tossed and turned, unable to sleep, with his mind preoccupied by the competition with Liu Mingkong.

Why had Liu Mingkong sought out the Han family to compete in the first place?

Why didn’t he choose the domain he was best at, and instead went for something Han Sanshui was more proficient in?

Why did he force the Han family to find a place with better Feng Shui than Jiulong Mountain?

He came to Huai City not on behalf of the Bei family to search for Earth veins, didn’t he?

Why did he prioritize the competition with the Han family instead of focusing his efforts on his search?

What was his reason for doing so?

What was his true purpose?!

These questions echoed incessantly in Chen Xuan’s mind, almost to the point of bursting.

In the next moment, a flash of inspiration crossed his mind, and Chen Xuan suddenly thought of something.

What if, searching for Earth veins and competing with the Han family were not conflicting objectives?

Could there be a possibility that Liu Mingkong was forcing the Han family into this competition not truly to fulfill an old wish, but rather to use the Han family to help him find the Earth veins?!

With this thought, a chill ran down Chen Xuan’s back.

Indeed!

He should have realized it earlier!

If there was any place in Huai City that could possibly have better Feng Shui than Jiulong Mountain,

wouldn’t that be precisely the so-called Earth veins Liu Mingkong was seeking?