Chapter 95

After both sides pressed their handprints, Tang An sent the paper to the King.

"Since the competition concerns the territory of both countries, and I, the Princess of Great Tang, have pressed my handprint, the King naturally must press his as well."

The King was trembling; he actually didn't want to press it.

But Tang An gestured for him to look at the passage document, and then gestured for him to look at the golden brick in her hand.

"I've wanted to beat you up for a long time. Once my Imperial Father finds out that you made me kneel and pay respects to you, guess what..."

"Press! I'll press it right now!" The old King hurriedly dipped his finger in the ink pad and pressed his handprint.

"Alright, then we'll have two copies, it's a deal."

Tang An had the palace servants make another copy of the contract, added the note again, and after pressing the handprints, the round was set.

"Come on, let the competition begin." Tang An put away her copy of the contract and looked at Sun Wukong. "First round, Wukong, you take it?"

She felt that Sun Wukong was already impatient to start playing.

"Good, good, good." Sun Wukong agreed immediately, and the four master and disciples, plus the three National Teachers, went out of the main hall.

For Sun Wukong, rainmaking was just a trip to the heavens.

But for the Tiger-Power Immortal to request rain, the procedure was much more involved.

"Wait a moment." Tang An suddenly called a halt. "We must have a time limit for the rainmaking. What if we wait for several days and then it rains? What would that have to do with rainmaking?"

"And if you two compete in rainmaking one after the other, what if the rain happens to fall just as the second person is requesting it? Wouldn't that be unclear?"

The Tiger-Power Immortal snorted. "My ability to summon wind and rain doesn't require waiting for several days."

"Oh?" Sun Wukong became interested. "Tell me more, tell me more."

"Hmph, I use the token as a signal. One sound, the wind comes. Two sounds, the clouds rise. Three sounds, lightning and thunder. Four sounds, the rain arrives. Five sounds, the clouds clear and the rain stops."

"Oh?" Sun Wukong laughed. "Sounds like you have some skill."

"Come, come, come, I'll let you go first." Sun Wukong yielded to him.

The Tiger-Power Immortal stepped onto the rainmaking platform.

He performed a series of fierce maneuvers, muttering and chanting—who knows what kind of spell he was reciting.

He held the token and pointed it toward the sky.

"Wind, come!"

In an instant, a fierce wind arose, and the clouds in the sky thickened.

The King and Queen were overjoyed; their tense emotions instantly relaxed, and they were filled with delight.

In their eyes, the Tiger-Power Immortal had already won.

Sun Wukong chuckled, stood his Golden Cudgel beside him, and pointed his finger at the clouds.

"Wind God, don't lose your way while blowing the wind; look over here!"

The Wind God, who was blowing the wind in the sky, took a careful look down at the ground.

Huh, the person nearly fell out of the sky right then and there.

Why?

Because Sun Wukong, Yang Jian, and Nezha were all looking at her through the clouds. That look clearly said, "Try blowing it again and see what happens?"

The Wind God was so scared she hurriedly put away her magical artifact, not daring to blow—not even a little bit.

After all, she had heard too many stories in the Heavenly Court about the consequences of offending the scripture-seeking team.

"Old Sun hasn't even started requesting rain yet. I'll let you blow when it's time."

The Wind God nodded, so nervous she forgot how to speak.

Tang An watched from below, counting on her fingers.

"One unlucky soul."

"Here they come, two more unlucky souls."

Who were the two more unlucky souls? Naturally, it was Leigong and Dianmu.

Seeing the wind suddenly stop, the Tiger-Power Immortal would rather suspect that the gods in heaven had suddenly gone offline than suspect that Sun Wukong had made the Wind God stop with a single sentence.

So he hurriedly took the opportunity to continue summoning Leigong and Dianmu.

As soon as Leigong and Dianmu arrived and saw the Wind Goddess standing stiffly on the clouds, they asked suspiciously, "Why is the Wind God not blowing the wind, and what are you doing here?"

The Wind God pointed below, signaling them to look down.

When Leigong and Dianmu parted the clouds to look down, Leigong's vision went black, and he wanted to turn back immediately; Dianmu pulled him several times but couldn't stop him.

Why?

Because Leigong was so unlucky; this was already the third time he had faced the three fierce gods of the scripture-seeking team!

The first time at Gao Lao Zhuang, he was directly blasted; the second time, when Tang An cursed the heavens, he hadn't even had time to bring down the thunder punishment before he was surrounded by Yang Jian and Nezha.

His treasures were looted clean before he barely escaped the tiger's mouth.

How long had it been since then! He was just here to perform a routine thunder strike, and he could run into the scripture-seeking team?

No, does anyone understand the dark terror of being overshadowed by those three fierce gods?

"Where are you going, Leigong?" Nezha held his Fire-Tipped Spear, blocking the path of Leigong and Dianmu.

"Third... Third Prince."

"Go back."

"Alright."

Just like that, Nezha was responsible for watching here, continuing to wait for the fourth unlucky soul.

At this moment, the Wind God, Leigong, and Dianmu didn't know how many times they had cursed the Tiger-Power Immortal in their hearts. If they could, they would really like to beat that tiger demon up!

The Tiger-Power Immortal didn't know the situation in the sky. He saw the dark clouds but no thunder or lightning. He even suspected that his token was damaged or had some problem.

"Are you actually capable or not? Can you request rain or not?" Tang An, with a lollipop in her mouth, put pressure on him.

The Tiger-Power Immortal was in a difficult position and could only bite the bullet and proceed with the final step: requesting rain.

However, in the sky...

The fourth unlucky soul, the Rain God, had also arrived.

The four of them stood in a row, looking as obedient as could be.

Nezha also had a lollipop in his mouth, his Fire-Tipped Spear on his shoulder. "My Master said, just follow the Great Sage's orders."

"Do you understand?"

"We understand, Third Prince." The four gods bowed and performed a salute, forcing a professional smile that looked worse than crying.

"Hmm, good that you understand." Nezha flashed back behind Tang An.

During this time, not a single person noticed he had left.

Because everyone's attention was entirely on the Tiger-Power Immortal.

"Well done, I'll reward you with a strawberry one." Tang An handed the lollipop to Nezha.

Nezha took the lollipop, unwrapped it, popped it in his mouth, and crossed his arms to continue watching the show.

"Hey, you've got two in your mouth, aren't you worried about it being too sweet?"

"Watch your rainmaking." Nezha manually turned Tang An's head back.

"I say, National Teacher, the four signals have already sounded. Where is the rain you requested?" Sun Wukong pointed at him and mocked, his expression not hiding anything at all.

The King was also sweating with anxiety; it looked like they were going to lose, didn't it? "Great National Teacher, the four signals have sounded, why is there still no rain?"

"Hmph—" The Tiger-Power Immortal said the line that Tang An remembered vividly.

"It's just that those four gods are not at home!"

"Not at home?" Sun Wukong jumped up and slapped his thigh in amusement. "You didn't even look at the sky, how can you say the four gods are not at home?"

"Hmph! I say they are not at home, so they are not at home."

"Oh? Then Old Sun says they are at home, so they are at home."

"You monkey demon, if you have the ability, why don't you request rain for us to see?"

"Request rain? When Old Sun makes them rain, I don't use 'requesting'." Sun Wukong put his left hand on his waist and pointed his Golden Cudgel straight at the sky with his right hand.

"Wind God, obey the order, wind come!"