Chapter 203: Summoning Again

We already agreed, the summoning is tomorrow.

Qin Bi was speechless; he was worried: "It might not rain."

So, don't get your hopes up.

Qin Yan: "..."

"Is it still windy?" Qin Yan asked.

If it were that kind of sky with dark clouds gathering, Qin Yan would come with Third Uncle and Fourth Uncle to watch the summoning; the feeling of those dark clouds pressing down looked exactly like heavy rain was coming.

"Not sure." Qin Bi gave no definite answer.

Qin Yan understood it as a lack of summoning power; he nodded, which made sense. With Qin Bi's cultivation just at the beginner level, how could she summon the wind before heavy rain at will?

"What did Cousin do today?" Qin Bi asked casually.

"Went to the fields to summon." Qin Yan said.

"It's not like Qin He is the only one who can do it!" Qin Bi had thought Qin He was indispensable.

"Our Hou Fu's summoning artifacts are low-grade, so the summoned rainfall is small." Qin Yan smiled helplessly: "If we didn't need others, that would be best, but Qin He is a disciple of the Immortal Sect, her summoning artifacts are good, and she can produce many summoning artifacts at once."

Qin Bi silently calculated; with the Immortal Sect's summoning ability, they would make a fortune.

The Qin Yan Marquis Fu had just become a cultivation family; among the summoning artifacts they held, few were inscribed with rain and streams. It wasn't that Qin Yan and the others lacked summoning ability; they mainly lacked artifacts for summoning rain.

In Great Yan, disciples of the Immortal Sect were considered geniuses.

Today, seeing the Hou Fu's fertile fields severely drought-stricken, Qin Yan and the others took summoning artifacts to the farmland, selected the first-class fertile fields, and summoned a light rain. Used sparingly, the summoning artifacts still held rainwater; after being set aside for a while, the consumed rainwater would slowly recondense.

Qin Yan and Rong Juan chatted; the summer evening was stiflingly hot.

As he left, Qin Yan asked Qin Bi again: "Summoning tomorrow?"

Qin Bi nodded; she still had to bluff the right people. Didn't Qin He have the Heavenly Dao protecting her? Let her get up and fight for the credit again; Qin Bi was waiting, watching with interest. She had plenty of time to play games.

Qin Yan left; that night, the Great Yan Emperor also learned the summoning was set for tomorrow.

It was agreed in the morning; this time there was a definite confirmation.

Early the next morning, the Prime Minister looked at the clear sky and was speechless for a long while. He called the Minister of War to the Rong Wang Fu; people from the Qin Yan Marquis Fu also went. They greeted each other and took their seats.

A table was set in the courtyard, with tea served.

The Prime Minister placed a mid-grade summoning artifact on the table. The Rong He Shizi did not stand on ceremony; he picked it up to examine it, then handed it to the little bundle Rong Yang. Rong Yang trotted over and presented it to Qin Bi.

Qin Bi already had a summoning artifact; she waved her hand: "No need."

Rong Yang took it back. The young prince Yan Xun pushed the little bundle's hand: "Put it away, you keep it."

The Rong He Shizi did not stop him; the little bundle put the summoning artifact into his small storage bag.

Qin Lang was extremely envious. If he had such a summoning artifact, he could summon a light rain too, covering at least half an acre. The little fellow had gotten a superb summoning artifact for free.

The Prime Minister: "..."

The Minister of War: "..."

Well, they had lost a summoning artifact.

Qin Bi did not put on airs waiting for the Prime Minister to speak; she held the summoning artifact and began to summon. This time she couldn't be too flashy; Third Uncle Qin Tan and Father Qin Di were both present, so Qin Bi couldn't scare people.

Clouds slowly gathered in the sky, dark clouds flowing.

Following that, the wind rose, growing stronger and stronger.

"Hiss..." The Minister of War looked at the Prime Minister.

The Prime Minister looked back, then turned to send someone into the palace to inform the Emperor.

Qin Bi also sent Qin Lang to the street: "Qin Lang, go check if the fallen have gotten up."

The Prime Minister was stunned. Qin Lang knew what was happening; he went straight to the Rong Wang Fu. By the time Qin Lang arrived, Qin He, her face pale, was holding a summoning artifact, about to summon. Outside the Wang Fu were people from cultivation families.

Xue He Shizi supported Qin He: "Qin He, you just woke up; why work so hard?"

"For the people of Great Yan, I think it's worth it." Qin He began to summon.

Qin Lang, furious, left with a dark expression.

Seeing Qin Lang return, Qin Bi knew the situation from his face. Good; she could do wind without rain. She waved her hand at the summoning artifact, enhancing the summoning.

The Minister of War suddenly stood up, thinking this enhancement would finally summon rain.

Instead, he was excited for nothing. Only wind blew for nearly half an hour, but the dark clouds in the sky were extremely heavy; the black masses of clouds looked like a heavy rain was coming. Cicadas screamed desperately before the rain, and tree branches were snapped off by the gale.

Qin He had reached her limit after half an hour; suddenly, she spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted.

"Qin He!" Xue He Shizi carried Qin He back into the mansion.

After placing Qin He down, Xue He Shizi walked out of the room. The wind howled; day had turned to night, and heavy rain was imminent. Qin He's summoning could not be left unfinished. Xue He Shizi hurried to the Wang Fu entrance, held the summoning artifact, and continued the summoning.

Qin Lang had just come to spy, was so angry he nearly vomited blood, and ran back to the Rong Wang Fu.

At this moment, the Prime Minister, the Minister of War, and Qin Tan, Qin Di, and others stood up excitedly, watching the rolling dark clouds in the sky with joyful eyes. This rain was definitely coming.

It wasn't just them; the people of Great Yan on the street all looked up at the sky, with doubt mixed with hope. The more they looked, the more it seemed like rain. An old man with a kind and wise face smiled.

"This time it's definitely going to rain." People from the cultivation families said excitedly.

"Exactly, this rain won't be small."

Qin Lang returned to the Rong Wang Fu, saw Qin Bi summoning, and paused his steps.

"Sister," Qin Lang said, "Qin He has fainted, and that damn Xue He Shizi has started summoning again."

It was no wonder Qin Lang cursed; this family was one damn thing after another, never ending.

Qin Bi smiled, waved her hand, stirring the dark clouds and causing a fierce gale. On the street, the people of Great Yan chattered, feeling even more confident about the rain. However, an hour passed, and the heavy rain still did not fall.

The Prime Minister and the Minister of War were no longer excited; they exchanged a glance with Qin Tan and sat down.

Wait and see; this rain is going to be a letdown.

Qin Lang: "..."

Qin Yan called Qin Lang: "Let's go, check the Xue Wang Fu."

Qin Lang stepped forward to catch up with Qin Yan. The two arrived at the entrance of Xue Wang Fu. Xue He Shizi spat out a mouthful of blood and staggered. Qin Lang's eyes bulged, and he hurried back to report the news.

"Sister," Qin Lang exclaimed with delight, "Xue He Shizi spat out blood too."

Qin Bi worried that Xue He Shizi would stop summoning. She waved her hand, and a strong wind blew, carrying a few scattered threads of drizzle. After walking ten meters, one could barely feel a trace of it.

Eh? It's raining.

"It's raining!" The young prince jumped up in delight.

The Prime Minister, the Minister of War, and others stood up excitedly again. Rong He Shizi, too lazy to care, returned to his room to watch his youngest son. This barely perceptible drizzle was utterly frustrating; they waited until afternoon, yet not a single extra drop fell.

Because of this fine drizzle, Xue He Shizi could not bear to interrupt the summoning. He stubbornly held on until afternoon, then spat out another mouthful of blood and collapsed straight down. Immediately, chaos erupted throughout Xue Wang Fu.

Qin Bi stopped summoning and withdrew the spell. Instantly, the dark clouds dispersed.