Chapter 494: Divine Rain Baptism

As Zhang Deben's words fell, the sky suddenly thundered, and immediately one drop after another of rain fell from the sky.

At this moment the sun shone overhead while it rained, making the scene extremely strange.

The crowd outside the Mountain God Temple, seeing this, were not only not frightened but did not dodge; instead, their faces were filled with ecstatic joy.

The rain drops fell on the body, quickly passing through the clothes and seeping into the body through the pores all over.

"Is this the divine rain?"

Wang Ping'an held his mother's hands, clearly feeling that as the rain just seeped into his body through his pores, his surrounding cells absorbed it, turning it into energy that strengthened his physique.

Pure, without a trace of impurity, far superior to any cultivation method for tempering the body—by who knows how many times.

"Can I walk now?"

A voice of surprise rang out; it was an old man holding a cane, who instinctively grabbed his cane and shouted excitedly.

"My illness, my illness is cured?"

With the baptism of the divine rain, the area outside the Mountain God Temple instantly became an ocean of excitement, with one joyful voice after another ringing continuously.

The sick elders who had originally been carried out from their sickbeds on their own doorboards also all felt it: their bodies filled with boundless strength, the ailments that had tormented them for years ebbed away like a tide, and they instinctively rose from the doorboards.

Even healthy young adults could clearly feel that, after receiving the divine rain baptism, their physiques strengthened at an unimaginable speed.

"I never expected that Li Ping, that wicked woman, spoke the truth—accepting the divine rain's attraction truly brings unimaginable benefits!"

Zhang Guilian couldn't help but mutter a curse.

Over the years, her body had somewhat developed problems, but they were merely ailments of affluence.

Under this divine rain baptism, she could clearly feel that she had become much lighter, and the ailments of affluence that had plagued her for many years gradually disappeared.

Zhang Guilian looked up at Zhang Deben in the sky, full of jealousy, and silently cursed:

"How could such a heartless, unrighteous wretch like him become the Lion Ridge Mountain God, while our family's Wenxuan couldn't?"

A few days earlier.

She had witnessed the scene of the Du father and son contending for the Mountain God Token; in her heart she supported her family's Wenxuan becoming the Lion Ridge Mountain God, not her husband, whom she knew was nothing special.

If her family's Wenxuan became the Lion Ridge Mountain God, she would be the Mountain God's mother; but if Du Guan became the Mountain God, she didn't know whether she would still be the Mountain God's wife.

Under these circumstances, how could she possibly support Du Guan becoming the Lion Ridge Mountain God instead of supporting her family's Wenxuan?

"Mountain God!" "Mountain God!" "Mountain God!"

One after another, villagers from Zhang Family Village or those who had come from near Lion Ridge to attend Zhang Deben's divination ceremony, who had already risen to their feet, now clearly felt the benefits bestowed by the divine rain baptism; they could no longer restrain themselves, their hearts blazing like fire, they shouted passionately and knelt down again, prostrating themselves fully to express their reverence for Zhang Deben, this Lion Ridge Mountain God.

Zhang Guilian watched the dark mass of people kneeling before Zhang Deben, the impact overwhelming; her jealousy toward Zhang Deben deepened in her heart, and she thought:

"I need to consult with the mysterious person to see if he can let our family's Wenxuan take the Lion Ridge Mountain God position!"

Initially.

The mysterious person approached her, saying he wanted to teach Zhang Deben a lesson, asking for her help, and afterward would help her rescue her husband and son from the county office's grasp; she didn't ask why the mysterious person wanted to teach Zhang Deben a lesson.

For such a heartless, unrighteous dog like Zhang Deben, even if he were her own elder brother, she would have the desire to teach him a lesson, let alone an outsider.

Perhaps it was because in the past, Zhang Deben, that dog, held his nose high, offending those he shouldn't have; formerly Zhang Deben was merely a hunter, unwilling to associate with him, but now that he has become the Lion Ridge Mountain God, he naturally would not let him off easily.

Time passed unnoticed, the divine rain outside the Mountain God Temple gradually lessened until it ended, and countless people rose from the ground, satisfied.

"Everyone, my divination ceremony ends here; you may go back!"

Zhang Deben looked at the pairs of fiery eyes below, clearly feeling that his strength had greatly increased, and many more techniques—no, divine arts—had appeared in his mind; having studied the Mountain God Token for a while, he naturally understood what was going on, and a smile curled at the corner of his mouth as he said:

"For now I still need to govern Lion Ridge; if you have any matters, I may not be able to help much, but you can go to my wife or our family's Chengze, tell them to contact me later; if it's extremely urgent, they will reach me immediately!"

"Mountain God!"

Zhang Deben rose to his feet, about to walk into the Mountain God Temple, when suddenly a young man stepped forward, forcing himself to shout.

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Zhang Deben halted, turned his head to look at the person who called out to him; he didn't recognize him, likely an outsider villager, and said: "Young sir, why did you call me? Is there something important?"

After being glanced at by Zhang Deben, Wang Jin inexplicably felt as if stared down by a flood‑raging beast; even an official descending from the county office lacked such majesty, startling him so that the words on the tip of his tongue were swallowed back, but after pondering something, he swallowed his saliva, steeled himself, and with a trembling voice asked:

"Mountain God, I—I don't know, when will the next divine rain baptism occur?"

"It's Wang Jin!"

Outside the Mountain God Temple, countless people never expected someone to dare shout at Zhang Deben as he prepared to leave; among them, a fellow villager of Wang Jin stepped forward, feigning speculation:

"He is our village's famous filial son, his fate poor, his father died early, relying on his mother to raise him; unfortunately, when he was in his early teens, his mother fell ill and took to bed.

He tended to his mother's daily needs—wiping her, feeding her—and the physician Cai Yishi, knowing he was filial, kindly gave his mother a free checkup, saying that given her condition she would live at most four or five years.

Yet he cared for her for over ten years, and she has not yet been taken by the reaper; not long ago, Cai Yishi again gave her a free checkup and praised him, saying that his mother living this long is practically a miracle.

It is because he has cared for his mother so well that this time he asks about the Mountain God's divine rain baptism, likely hoping to use the divine rain to cure his mother's illness!"

Another villager from the same village chimed in:

"If you ask me, his mother's illness must be treated; over the years, no shortage of people have suggested matches for him, but because of his mother he cannot marry, and if this drags on, his lineage may die out!"

(End of chapter)