Chapter 35: The Tribe Ignites a Mountain Fire

Suddenly, a voice from behind Nan Qinghuan sounded; everyone turned to look at her, and that gaze also carried some anger. Perhaps A Yue was right—this woman truly is a Plague God.

Aning stepped forward first, "Clan Leader, we have just received the Heavenly God's decree; the divine will is to send Nan Qinghuan to the ritual, and the disaster will naturally disperse."

A Yue pretended and suddenly stopped singing; the Bronze Drum in her hand instantly split into two halves, "Ying, this is the Heavenly God's will—send the Plague God into South Ya Mountain, and the Heavenly God will calm down."

Hearing this, Ying glared fiercely at Nan Qinghuan, "What are you doing here, go back quickly."

What is she doing here, doesn't she know it's dangerous? He worries that the angry clan members will send her to South Ya Mountain for the ritual, and then… "I won't go back; you all stop this superstition that harms people. Ying, I have a way to save them. Take this, and I'll go up with you to rescue them."

After speaking, she handed him a soaking‑wet piece of clothing, "Cover your mouth and nose with this; you and I will climb the mountain to save people. They won't die, and it's about to rain."

"Rain? Nan Qinghuan, the gods don't make it rain. This disaster was caused by you; if you don't die, it will never rain."

"Is that so, A Yue? Look, what is that?"

Suddenly, the sky crackled with a flash of thunder, and instantly the heavens filled with dense black clouds.

"It's going to rain, it's going to rain?"

Seeing this scene, Ying's eyes were complex as he looked at Nan Qinghuan, "Huaner…".

"Believe me, it's about to rain, let's go save people."

Thus, under Nan Qinghuan's lead, she led the clan members toward the forested mountains; A Yue could not stop Ying from climbing, "Ying, come back, come back!"

The clan members all followed Ying up the mountain, and in an instant A Yue had no one left to attend to; aside from the few who still worshiped her, everyone else went to rescue the victims.

"Aning, did you see? Ying would rather die than keep me."

Seeing Ying rush into the forest with that woman, A Yue plopped down beside a corpse, looking despondent and in pain. Why, why no matter what she does, Ying never gives her a glance? Aning, seeing her distressed, hurriedly crouched, "Shamaness, don't be sad; the Clan Leader will be fine. That woman will die."

"Really?"

As soon as the words fell, the sky suddenly rang with another thunderclap, followed by a crack of lightning striking the trees; the clan members were terrified, scrambling for shelter, "Heavenly God is angry, angry!"

Whoosh— after a thunderclap came a torrential downpour; the rain poured at once, and A Yue was instantly drenched, "Sister A Yue, it's raining heavily, the fire is extinguished. Nan Qinghuan isn't a Plague God; she is a Goddess. She can predict wind and rain; she said there would be heavy rain, and indeed there is."

Axi cheered nearby; within the forest, Ying was rescuing people with Nan Qinghuan—Ying's large frame carried people on his back, while Nan Qinghuan searched for victims and tended to wounds.

Whoosh— the heavy rain put out the fire and made the clan members in the forest cheer, "Great, it's raining, heavy rain!"

Everyone was overjoyed; the remaining clan members were all rescued. Nan Qinghuan, seeing the rain, finally collapsed exhausted beside a great tree to rest, wiping away tears. Seeing everyone helping, she suddenly laughed absent‑mindedly; the rain came at the perfect time.

Indeed, she knew that a continuously burning fire would cause disaster, so in desperation she appealed to the Void, and didn't expect that last night she had rescued several pregnant women and opened a spatial pocket. She could retrieve from that space what she needed, so she obtained dry ice and used physical principles in this Remote Antiquity Era to create artificial rain, never imagining she actually succeeded!

"Thanks to Ohm, thanks to Ohm for saving us."