With an urgent heart, Song Wanníng rushed toward the newly built library. Along the way, the master and disciple attracted many curious glances.
Everyone watching her hurried expression felt a weight in their hearts, guessing that something serious must have happened again.
Recently, the Patriarch had been emphasizing the crisis repeatedly, which had everyone worried.
Song Wanníng ignored the disciples' gazes. She took Li Ruo straight into the library, heading to the first floor.
"I saw it here before," Li Ruo said as she went directly to the shelves, only to find the travelogue missing. Her heart jumped as she hurriedly searched around, relieved to find the book was just moved to a different spot.
Li Ruo reached out and took the travelogue down, handing it to Song Wanníng.
Song Wanníng gave the books a cold glance before quickly flipping through. At page twenty-three, she indeed found a page that didn't match the rest of the content at all. The image on it was clearly a topographical map of the Dragon Vein from the classic texts.
Song Wanníng's eyes brightened and her heartbeat quickened. Could this be the missing part of the classic?
Suppressing her excitement, she hurried back to the training room with Li Ruo. As she tore out the page and placed it back into the classic, a faint white light suddenly burst forth. The page seamlessly embedded itself, showing no sign it had ever been separated, as if it had always belonged there.
"Ah, so this is the real content," Li Ruo said, surprised. She had thought she was imagining things but had actually stumbled onto the truth.
Song Wanníng was pleased but held back from examining the classic further, setting it aside.
"Let's treat your wounds first."
The Dragon Vein had always been there; Li Ruo's body was more important right now.
Grabbing Li Ruo's hand, she examined the wounds again. After analyzing them thoroughly, she took Li Ruo to the alchemy room. There she guided Li Ruo in making the needed pills herself.
Li Ruo had some talent in alchemy. While not as skilled as Ye Chuxue or Song Wanníng, she was far above the average.
With Song Wanníng's instruction, her progress was rapid, and making some lower-grade pills was easy for her.
Li Ruo looked up at her master's serious expression and smiled softly. Though her master cared deeply about that classic, she was willing to set it aside for her sake. Her master was truly kind, truly good.
...
After taking the pills, Li Ruo's wounds healed rapidly, and the lingering aura gradually faded.
Only after she left did Song Wanníng finally focus her gaze back on the classic. Opening it again, the content had changed significantly. On the torn page, it clearly explained the method to awaken the Dragon Vein. Her hand stroking the page suddenly paused, a flicker of harshness flashing in Song Wanníng's eyes.
Feng Jinchuan was clever indeed, tearing out that page and slipping it into an unremarkable book. No matter which book others got, they would never learn the method to awaken the Dragon Vein.
This move was truly ingenious.
Luckily Li Ruo had stumbled across it by chance.
Otherwise, even if Song Wanníng searched the library for the key, discovering this secret would have been very difficult.
Song Wanníng's frown slowly eased, and unknowingly, her luck seemed to be improving.
Though not as good as Ye Chuxue's, it was much better than in her past life.
When she awakened the Dragon Vein...
She narrowed her eyes, a trace of challenge flickering in them.
At that time, the Heavenly Dao would have a harder time controlling her and the entire Song family.
After sorting everything out, Song Wanníng prepared the necessary items and set off toward the Dragon Vein entrance with her clone.
The original courtyard was now heavily guarded, and no one was allowed in.
Not far away, the Song family Ancestor Song Huai sat stationed, determined to prevent outsiders from touching the Dragon Vein.
"Miss!"
"Miss, greetings!"
"We pay respects to the Miss!"
The guards, upon seeing Song Wanníng, greeted her excitedly, their eyes full of respect and envy. No matter her cultivation level, they always called her Miss with unwavering reverence.
Song Wanníng smiled and nodded in response, then called over someone to inquire briefly before entering the courtyard.
The guards immediately took up defensive positions, alert to any disturbances outside. If the family valued it so highly, the courtyard had to be extraordinary, with no room for negligence.
Inside, Song Huai was waiting.
"Ancestor."
Song Wanníng called respectfully, stepping forward.
Song Huai smiled. At this point, his seniority was the only reason he held the title of Ancestor; otherwise, it would be difficult to bear such a title.
"Have you found the method?"
He asked excitedly.
Song Wanníng nodded. "Yes, I have."
"Do you need our help?"
Song Huai's fingers trembled slightly. Once the Dragon Vein awakened, everything would change.
"No need. Whether this method will work is still uncertain. I must trouble the Ancestor's protection to ensure other families do not find out."
Song Wanníng shook her head, refusing Song Huai's offer. No matter success or failure, the matter should be kept secret for now.
"Good, understood. Go ahead then."
Song Huai's face turned serious, and his divine sense spread out, covering a hundred-mile radius.
Ready, Song Wanníng arrived at the artificial hill.
Following the previous method, she soon reached the outer boundary of the sealing formation.
Taking out the immortal artifact, the formation opened easily.
She slipped inside.
The moment she entered, a strong spiritual energy rushed over her, making every pore crave absorption. Song Wanníng released her clone, and together they flew toward the massive Dragon Vein.
The Shenyou Mystic Flame immediately flared with excitement, eyes shining bright.
Song Wanníng smiled slightly.
The Shenyou Mystic Flame had mentioned before that beneath the Dragon Vein should be other rare flames as well.
And they must be high level.
The golden little sword was also thrilled.
This was a top-tier Dragon Vein!
If summoned successfully, who knew how dense the spiritual energy would become?
"Be careful not to hurt each other accidentally," Song Wanníng warned them before beginning to search for the Dragon Spirit's location.
She spread out her divine sense and, following the method recorded in the classic, closed her eyes.
At the moment her eyes shut, every movement around her became vividly clear inside her spirit sea. Her divine sense slowly swept from the dragon's head to its tail.
To find the Dragon Spirit, one needed sincerity and great patience, as the process would be long and tedious.
Song Wanníng took a deep breath and began the endless search.
The Dragon Vein was enormous; her divine sense swept inch by inch, careful not to miss a single corner.
A whole day passed, and she hadn't even finished searching one whisker.
Song Wanníng stayed calm, closing her eyes to continue searching, with her clone working hard alongside.