Chapter 322: Preparation

After another moment, cyan-colored Wind Element Spirit Qi emerged upon that massive Spirit Qi funnel.

"Yin, Yang, Thunder, and Wind—cultivating four elements simultaneously?" Shen Dahu stared at the Spirit Qi funnel in the sky, dumbfounded.

A few minutes later, misty water vapor unexpectedly appeared around that Spirit Qi funnel once again.

"Yin, Yang, Wind, Thunder, and Water—cultivating five elements simultaneously." Lang Jiao was shocked beyond measure; she had never expected that Meng Yifan would dare to cultivate five-element techniques simultaneously. Was he not afraid of dragging down his own cultivation speed?

Following Meng Yifan's cultivation, a great wind suddenly blew through Luolong County, and water vapor from all directions in the air gathered above Luolong County, forming thick, dark clouds.

"Boom—!" Suddenly, deep within the dark clouds, rolling thunder rumbled.

Immediately following, with a 'Crack!', a bolt of lightning streaked across the sky full of dark clouds.

"Whoosh!" A torrential downpour descended from the sky, nourishing the parched earth.

"It's raining! It's raining!" The commoners of Luolong County cupped the rainwater falling from the sky in their hands, weeping with joy.

The Great Wu Heavenly Dynasty had already suffered a great drought for three years without a single drop of rain falling; precisely because of this, crops had failed completely, causing tens of thousands of commoners to starve to death.

Many ignorant commoners knelt in the mud, kowtowing continuously toward the sky, saying with tear-streaked faces, "Thank you, Dragon King, for sending down sweet dew to relieve the drought."

"Thank you, Dragon King!"

"This is Lord Meng performing the Wind Calling and Rain Summoning,"

Liu Dengke stood on the city gate tower, circulating the vast righteous energy in his chest, and said loudly, "Stupid, why thank the Dragon King? This heavy rain is Lord Meng displaying his Supernatural Ability, Summoning Wind and Rain, with Lightning and Thunder. Lord Meng is truly a divine man."

The commoners were stunned for a moment, looked up, and discovered to their great surprise that the howling gale, the dark clouds filling the sky, and the torrential rain were all centered on the location where Meng Yifan was.

The commoners of Luolong County also knew that Meng Yifan was an Immortal Cultivator who possessed mysterious and unfathomable arts, but to change the weather of Heaven and Earth with the power of one person like this was simply too incredible.

"Lord Meng can Summon Wind and Rain; that's great. From now on, we don't have to worry about the land being parched anymore."

"Indeed, with Lord Meng here, our Luolong County will surely have favorable weather for the crops and a bountiful harvest. In this chaotic end of the dynasty, our Luolong County will surely become a pure land."

"Lord Meng is the idol in my heart. I, Wang Mazi, swear to follow Lord Meng loyally. Whoever dares to speak ill of Lord Meng, I will fight them to the death."

"Wang Mazi, no need for you to say it. Look for yourself—all the commoners in the city obey Lord Meng's every word. Whoever dares to be an enemy of Lord Meng is an enemy to us all."

The loyalty of the commoners within Luolong County soared at an astonishing speed; more and more commoners accepted Meng Yifan's rule, and more and more commoners became Meng Yifan's Dead Loyal Subjects.

This heavy rain lasted for half an hour, and then, suddenly, the wind stopped, the rain ceased, and the dark clouds dissipated, revealing the bright moonlight.

Meng Yifan slowly finished his cultivation; cultivating five elements simultaneously is easy to start but difficult to upgrade.

Meng Yifan had exhausted all his Experience Value, yet he had only managed to raise his Wind and Water element techniques to the Third Grade Lower Tier, and his Thunder-type Cultivation Method to the Third Grade Middle Tier.

As for the Yin and Yang techniques, Meng Yifan had reached the Fifth Grade Lower Tier in both; they were the two elements where his strength was the greatest.

"Dawn is coming soon, and Lang Batian will be here soon too. The Mushroom Bomb should be set up in advance to give Lang Batian a taste of it when the time comes." Meng Yifan stood up and walked out of the secret chamber.

Seeing Meng Yifan's figure, the commoners of Luolong County bowed respectfully with excitement, as if they were seeing their idol.

Meng Yifan was stunned for a moment. He checked his Game Panel and realized that he had suddenly gained many dead loyal followers. There were some he didn't even recognize, yet these people were already devoted and loyal to Meng Yifan.

"Yifan, you possess the art of Summoning Wind and Rain?" Meng Dayong asked in disbelief.

One must know that even when the Emperor of the Great Wu Heavenly Dynasty knelt to worship Heaven, and the Immortal Masters of the Astronomical Bureau set up altars to perform rites, they were unable to beg Heaven to send rain. Yet Meng Yifan could Summon Wind and Rain—did that not mean Meng Yifan was even more powerful and capable than the Immortal Masters of the Astronomical Bureau?

Sometimes Meng Dayong really could not understand what had happened to his son. After he had fainted from hunger once, he seemed like a different person—decisive in his actions, even capable of such daring acts as killing officials and rebelling. His strength was also growing, becoming an existence that Meng Dayong looked up to.

"Father, my strength has improved, so I can barely Summon Wind and Rain. However, the area of the rainfall is limited; it can cover at most a small half of Luolong County, and the duration of the rain can only last for half an hour at most," Meng Yifan said.

Meng Yifan had transmigrated here, but he had inherited all the memories of the original owner, just as if he had truly lived in the Great Martial Heavenly Dynasty World for many years.

Since Meng Yifan had occupied the original owner's body and inherited his memories, he had to fulfill the duties of a son and treat Meng Dayong as his own biological father.

Moreover, Meng Dayong was truly good to Meng Yifan, and his loyalty was at one hundred points. Although his strength was not high, he was truly willing to die for Meng Yifan.

Meng Yifan had been an orphan on Earth. After transmigrating to the Great Martial Heavenly Dynasty World, he felt a selfless fatherly love from Meng Dayong, which moved him deeply.

"Father, go get some sleep. When dawn breaks, there will be a great battle again," Meng Yifan said with concern.

"Haha, don't worry, Yifan. Your old man here has a sturdy body. If the Demon Race army dares to attack the city again, we can still kill them until not a single piece of armor remains," Meng Dayong said with a laugh.

Meng Yifan exchanged a few pleasantries with Meng Dayong, then left Luolong County alone; he needed to find a suitable place to bury the Mushroom Bomb.

As everyone knows, a Mushroom Bomb explosion is not just the release of massive energy from nuclear fission, causing powerful shockwaves, electromagnetic pulses, light radiation, and so on.

More importantly, after a Mushroom Bomb explodes, nuclear radiation will persist for years, or even decades. People living nearby will be affected by the nuclear radiation, and the offspring they produce will easily be deformed.

Therefore, Meng Yifan certainly could not detonate the Mushroom Bomb around Luolong County.

When Meng Yifan obtained the Mushroom Bomb, he had already considered this point. The place he chose to bury the Mushroom Bomb was in Heixiazi Mountain, five hundred kilometers away from Luolong County.

As for how to lure Lang Batian to the explosion zone, Meng Yifan had Lang Jiao in his hands; he was not worried that Lang Batian would not follow.

This Mushroom Bomb was remotely detonated, and the detonator prepared by Francis was only the size of a fist, with a maximum detonation distance of ten kilometers.

Ten kilometers from the center of the Mushroom Bomb's explosion was still too close. An ordinary person would certainly die if they detonated it, but Meng Yifan had great strength; by raising a protective shield, he would certainly be able to block the spreading shockwave and nuclear radiation.