Chapter 193: Not a Scam This Time

The immortal from Fubao's sect had a transcendent, ethereal air. He frowned after examining Fubao's condition.

Taking out a pill, the immortal said, "This is a fifth-grade pill. Consuming it can nourish scattered spiritual power. Each one is incredibly precious. Fubao is only able to obtain this pill because she is a disciple of our sect."

Qin He took the pill, crushed it, and fed it to Fubao.

The sect's pill was indeed no ordinary item. Once the pill took effect, Fubao's pale little face slowly regained some color. Qin He was overjoyed, but the immortal's face remained as heavy as water. He went to the living room, sat down, and began to question them.

"Speak," the immortal said. "Fubao is so young; why is her spiritual power exhausted?"

Qin He was stunned, not expecting to be reprimanded by the sect.

Prince Xue immediately said, "It's all my fault. Seeing the thick clouds gathering in the sky, I asked Fubao to summon rain. I was careless for a moment, causing Fubao's spiritual power to be nearly depleted. This is the fault of the Princess and me."

The immortal pondered, "That shouldn't be. How many times did she summon it?"

Prince Xue and Qin He exchanged a glance. Qin He said, "Yesterday, dark clouds covered the sky. The clouds didn't disperse for most of the day, and Fubao kept summoning. I didn't even notice that Fubao's spiritual power had been exhausted."

"What?" the immortal was furious. "She was summoning for most of the day?"

Qin He shrank her neck. She was terrified of the sect's immortals from the bottom of her heart.

Prince Xue spoke up, "Immortal, Great Yan lacks rain. Qin He and I were thinking of the people of Great Yan. We only thought about Fubao's high fortune value, and that's why we were negligent."

"That's right, Immortal," Qin He also stood up and said. "With weather like yesterday's, with rolling dark clouds, it looked like a heavy downpour was coming. For the water-starved Great Yan, seizing the opportunity to summon rain was the top priority. My husband and I are concerned for the people; it doesn't matter if Fubao suffers a little. As long as we can summon rain, it's worth it. It's just a pity that it didn't rain."

The more the immortal heard, the tighter his brow furrowed. "How large was the coverage area of the clouds?"

"Great Yan Jingcheng and its surrounding areas were all covered," Prince Xue replied earnestly.

"And more," Qin He added, not wanting to gain a bad reputation and be abandoned by the sect. "The wind was very strong yesterday, and the clouds gathered. The rain-gathering clouds covered many surrounding cities as well. If we had seized the chance to summon rain, it definitely would have benefited the people of Great Yan."

The immortal didn't believe it at all. "Nonsense. Yesterday, Great Yan clearly had no wind or rain, nor were there any rain-laden clouds."

"How can that be?" Qin He cried out. "The entire sky turned black."

The immortal didn't believe it at all. High-level immortals of the sect had the ability to observe the weather; the sect would naturally know whether there was wind or rain. Yesterday, Great Yan definitely had no wind or rain.

The immortal scoffed and left on a cloud with a dark face.

"It clearly looked like it was going to rain. Why didn't the immortal believe us?" Qin He was indignant.

"Don't worry about that for now," Prince Xue sighed and said. "Feed Fubao some spiritual food first. Fubao's spiritual power was damaged this time. If the immortal hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid Fubao's path to immortality wouldn't have been so smooth."

Qin He still valued Fubao, the child, highly, so she stepped out to direct the maids and nannies to get busy.

As for alchemy, she gave up on it. Qin He only had the alchemy formula, and she hadn't succeeded after several batches. Now that the immortal had given Fubao a pill, Qin He temporarily set alchemy aside.

In Prince Rong's fief, the heavy rain turned into a light drizzle by noon.

Lin Yao was overjoyed. Qin Lang and the guards immediately ran to the fields to check. The farmers also flocked to the fields. A lot of the corn had fallen over, so they simply snapped off the tender corn from the broken stalks.

After gathering a small basket, Qin Lang tore open a tender corn cob to look; it was perfect for boiling. Qin Lang took the small basket of tender corn.

Returning to the Prince's manor, Qin Lang shouted, "Sister, Rong Yang, look what I brought back for you."

"What is it?" Rong Yang ran out.

Qin Bi followed to the veranda. Qin Lang was drenched in rain, grinning as he showed it to Rong Yang. When Rong Yang saw it was tender corn, the child smiled, and Qin Bi was very happy.

"Let's go back and boil it to eat." Qin Bi wanted to leave.

"Don't, Sister." Qin Lang was anxious. Eating wasn't urgent right now; irrigating the fields was the priority. Qin Lang hurriedly said, "You are still summoning rain; wait until evening to go back."

Qin Bi observed the sky and said, "It should be fine to rain until dark."

Qin Lang was worried about being scammed. "Really?"

"Really," Qin Bi nodded. "But it's just this kind of light rain; it won't be heavy."

Qin Lang was satisfied. "This kind of light rain is enough."

Qin Bi decided to go back. Lin Yao and Qin Lang followed her. Yan Yan Huwei Yan stayed behind; after all, the rain wasn't light, and since a rainy day was precious, he had to keep an eye on the field irrigation.

Qin Bi was speechless. Usually, in other worlds, people would run home on a rainy day, but in this fictional cultivation world, it was the opposite—everyone couldn't stay home on a rainy day and all ran to the fields.

"How about I stay behind too!" Qin Lang cherished this rain.

Qin Bi looked at him. "I'll summon rain for the third and fourth branches' fields later."

Qin Lang's eyes lit up, and he immediately followed Qin Bi into the teleportation array. When they returned to the Rong Prince's manor, Lin Yao gave the basket of tender corn to the nanny, who took it to the kitchen to boil.

By this time, they realized it still hadn't rained in Jingcheng. The sky felt like it was raining fireballs, the air was stiflingly hot, and the cicadas were chirping incessantly, a heart-wrenching sound that made people irritable.

Prince Rong came over from the study holding his youngest son. "Why are you back so soon?"

His fief had plenty of delicacies; since they had gone, shouldn't they have stayed until dark? Prince Rong knew his wife and children; they were all playful and loved excitement. With Qin Lang following, they could really have fun together.

"It rained in the fief." Qin Bi leaned over to look at the little milk bun; the little guy was sleeping with his eyes squinted.

Prince Rong was startled. "It rained?"

Lin Yao immediately said, "The Princess summoned the rain; it was a downpour."

Prince Rong was surprised. This time, she hadn't scammed Qin Lang and Rong Yang. He smiled lightly. The little milk bun opened his eyes, looked at Prince Rong with a smile in his eyes, and made "ah-ah" sounds.

"So talkative." Qin Bi feigned disdain.

Prince Rong restrained his smile, protecting the child tightly. "This is called being clever."

Qin Bi: "..."

Rong Yang stood on her tiptoes and also protected him. "Little brother isn't talkative."

Qin Bi added another line, "He just talks on and on."

Prince Rong leaned over, and Rong Yang looked at the little milk bun and said, "No, he doesn't."

"That's right, that's right." Qin Lang also protected his little nephew. "Our little Prince Rong Chi isn't talkative."

Qin Bi was just bullying the little milk bun because he was small, and she laughed when everyone protected him. She sat at the table, picked up the brewed tea, and took a sip. The fragrance spread, and it tasted better the more she drank.

Putting down the teacup, Qin Bi went to change her dress. Prince Rong gave the little milk bun to Qin Bi and headed to the study, followed by Lin Yao and several advisors to discuss matters.

When the tender corn in the pot was boiled, a basket of steaming tender corn was placed on the table.

Qin Bi took a tender corn cob to eat, and Rong Yang also held one. ===== CHAPTER 194 =====