Chapter 4

The Han Wang firmly believes in alchemists and hopes they can pray for rain; it is really thinking too much. However, he also found it hard to say anything. Regarding this great drought, he was also powerless and could only hope that Heaven would be kind and bring down sweet rain soon.

The Han Wang did not know the thoughts of his officials. He was watching with great interest the figure on the high platform in front waving the wooden sword in his hand.

The other party's posture was elegant; one could tell at a glance that he had practiced.

Just at this moment, he saw the wooden sword in the other party's hand pointing far away, and a resolute and sharp shout spread out. "Wind, come!"

In an instant, a gust of wind blew over crazily.

Although it brought a heatwave and was somewhat dry, the strong wind hit everyone's bodies, blowing their sleeves and hair, still making everyone pause in surprise.

"This..."

The Left Sima Liu Yi, who had previously said the Han Wang was rash and looked down on the rain-prayers, had his expression change slightly.

To say wind comes, and wind comes—this kind of thing was perhaps too mysterious.

"This must be a coincidence!"

Liu Yi said so.

Ji Wuye listened to Liu Yi's words and could not help but glance sideways at Liu Yi, but he did not say anything.

He looked again at the person standing on the high platform.

With this sudden gust of wind, he suddenly felt that the person on the high platform might not necessarily be a con artist.

The Prime Minister Zhang Kaidi was also looking at the figure on the high platform in disbelief. He firmly believed in Confucian teachings; the Master does not speak of strange forces and chaotic spirits. Regarding the techniques of ghosts, gods, and alchemists, he had always not believed in them.

But today, this scene had somewhat overturned his cognition.

Like Liu Yi, he immediately thought it was just a coincidence.

The Han Wang in the crowd did not think so much.

His eyes were wide open, his body trembling slightly, and his heart was very excited. To say wind comes, and wind comes—this person might really be able to summon rain for him.

The strong wind continued to blow.

He did not know how long it lasted, but Su Xuan was a bit tired. After all, maintaining the technique of borrowing wind for a long time, even if the scale of this wind was not large and only existed on this square, borrowing wind on such a windless day consumed much more than usual.

"If I had known, I would have chanted the previous incantation longer and dragged it out for more time!"

Su Xuan could not help but mutter inwardly.

Summoning wind and rain is a great divine power among the thirty-six Heavenly Spirit methods.

Although Su Xuan has mastered many of the seventy-two Earthly Fiend techniques, he has not yet lit up the thirty-six large stars belonging to the thirty-six Heavenly Spirit methods, so he naturally cannot summon wind and rain.

Among the seventy-two Earthly Fiend techniques, there are indeed techniques for praying for clear skies and praying for rain, which can turn rainy days into clear ones and clear days into rainy ones. Although they are not as good as summoning wind and rain at will, they have a high probability of praying for rain.

Unfortunately, Su Xuan has not lit up these two techniques.

Then, why did he have the confidence to take that bounty from the Han Wang?

Naturally, it was because he had mastered another Earthly Fiend technique.

Its name is—Knowing Time!

Those who know time know the laws of the operation of the Heavenly Dao, and by pinching their fingers to calculate, they can gain insight into the secrets of heaven; it is a technique of foreknowledge.

Su Xuan used this technique, combined with the recent changes in celestial phenomena, to calculate for a long time before he calculated that a heavy rain would arrive today.

In other words, he actually did not need to pray for rain at all; this drought that was plaguing the State of Han was about to pass.

However, for Su Xuan, this was an opportunity he could borrow.

He could use this to leap and gain the favor of the Han Wang.

Ten thousand gold, he wanted it.

Other things, he also wanted them.

"Sure enough, it was just a coincidence. This guy is also a con artist!"

The strong wind continued, but rain was slow to fall.

The Left Sima Liu Yi became more and more certain of his judgment.

This wind was just a coincidence.

This con artist just had better luck, and when he said wind comes, a gust of wind came for no reason.

Even if the wind came, so what?

As long as he didn't pray for rain, he only had a dead end.

Zhang Kaidi and the others, feeling the strong wind hitting their faces and the rain still not falling, also firmed up this view.

"Why hasn't the rain fallen yet?"

The Han Wang's brows slightly furrowed, somewhat puzzled.

Logically speaking, with such a strong wind, it meant that the rain-praying technique of the person on the high platform had succeeded. Why hadn't it rained after such a long time?

Just when everyone thought Su Xuan was a con artist.

Suddenly, a mass of dark clouds surged over.

The scorching sun was immediately covered.

In just a short moment, the weather turned from clear to overcast.

Su Xuan on the high platform saw this and also breathed a sigh of relief. "It's finally here!"

He immediately stopped operating the "Borrowing Wind" technique and continued to chant, but what he chanted was messy.

Sometimes it was poetry, sometimes it was the Golden Light Incantation like "Heavenly Sect of Heaven and Earth, the root of all Qi. Cultivating for billions of kalpas, proving my divine power. Inside and outside the Three Realms, only the Dao is supreme." Anyway, just making it up as he went along was enough.

Until he used the "Knowing Time" technique to confirm that the rain was about to fall.

He finally shouted sharply again. "Rain, come!"

In an instant, a drenching downpour fell from the sky.

On the square, the many civil and military officials of the State of Han, led by the Han Wang, felt the dampness of the rain falling on their bodies, and then looked at the figure in the green shirt on the high platform, also standing in the rain, their expressions all shocked.

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