Chapter 46
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Chapter 46: Sect in Turmoil
“Boom!”
With a flash of lightning cutting through the sky, raindrops began to fall.
Light rain, heavy rain, torrential rain…
The dark clouds above gradually covered the entire He Dao Sect!
As a sacred place for cultivation, the He Dao Sect experienced its first unprecedented torrential rain in hundreds of years!
As the rain fell, the entire He Dao Sect was thrown into uproar.
“Which elder or Peak Master cast this spell?”
The voice of the sect leader inquired from within the main hall of the He Dao Sect.
The various peaks responded one by one, stating they felt no fluctuations of magical power within their areas!
Such a powerful spell couldn’t possibly escape their notice.
Listening to the responses from each peak, Li Daoyi displayed a puzzled expression.
Following that, several primordial spirits spread out from the main hall of the He Dao Sect, attempting to locate the spellcaster.
But in the end, they found nothing.
In the main hall, several figures appeared in the center, with the highest among them being the sect leader, Li Daoyi.
“Leader, should we take action to disperse the clouds?”
An elder from the Law Enforcement Hall spoke up.
"The weather and climate are always changing.
But the He Dao Sect is a top sect with countless high-level cultivators, so we naturally have control over the weather. This is why it has never rained in the He Dao Sect."
Headmaster Li looked up, his gaze penetrating the hall and reaching the sky above. He then shook his head, saying,
"Enough! It’s just an ordinary rain; it’s not a big deal. Let it be!"
Hearing this, several elders chose not to elaborate further.
"The sect is actually experiencing rain!"
"How strange!"
Within each peak of the sect, countless disciples felt curious.
As a sacred place for cultivation, the He Dao Sect enjoyed eternal spring, and since entering the sect, they had almost forgotten what it felt like to experience rain.
Some disciples stepped out from under the eaves, dispelled their protective spells, and strolled in the rain.
"Turning my hand to create clouds, flipping it to create rain!"
"This is the path of cultivation I long for!"
An outer disciple about to advance felt a surge of enlightenment, and as the spiritual energy gathered around him, he directly broke through to the Seventh Level of Qi Refinement!
Within Denglong Peak, an inner disciple looked at the raindrops on the sturdy grass and murmured,
"The world is unpredictable, and the laws of nature are relentless! I must be diligent!"
After saying this, he turned and entered the training room to enter seclusion!
"Calm the mind and let clarity arise; understanding comes from the heart!"
A disciple saw the truth in his mind! His mental state and cultivation level improved, and his primordial spirit’s power also rose!
In the He Dao Sect, many disciples gained insights, and those who broke through their realms came one after another.
"Excellent!"
Observing the scene in the sect, countless elders and Peak Masters nodded in agreement.
"Could it be the hand of the Grand Elder?"
Headmaster Li looked on in admiration.
On Jingtan Peak, Ye Wuchen, disturbed by the commotion, put down his wine jug and slowly stepped out of his wooden house, a sword aura protecting him from the rain.
Watching the falling rain, a flicker of memories crossed Ye Wuchen’s eyes.
After a moment, Ye Wuchen sighed and prepared to return to the wooden house.
Just as he was about to step inside, he furrowed his brow and quickly scanned the surroundings at the peak while muttering,
"Strange, it feels like I’ve forgotten something?"
Soon, Ye Wuchen dismissed the thought and continued into the wooden house for a deep sleep.
"Oh no, I’m wet! I’m soaked!"
"Which senior brother cast the Small Rain Technique?"
In Feng Ling Valley, several cultivators sleeping in the spiritual fields hurriedly ran out of the ground and quickly entered the wooden house to shelter from the rain.
As cultivators, this amount of rain posed no threat to them, but the magic energy within them was extremely precious. They needed to use spells to kill insects or cast the Small Rain Technique; how could they waste magic energy just to avoid the rain!
They could only stay in the wooden house for a while to wait it out!
Watching the many disciples rush into the wooden house for shelter, Ji Yang felt a bit excited.
His Small Rain Technique had finally succeeded!
Moreover, it was performed with the magic energy of the Fourth Level of Qi Refinement, independent of his cultivation level!
The coverage of the rain spell seemed to cover at least half of the He Dao Sect—a significant display!
Ji Yang was unaware of what was happening outside, but after the spell succeeded, several primordial spirits swept by.
This made Ji Yang a bit worried; could they be searching for him?
But since no primordial spirit lingered on him, Ji Yang calmed down!
As the heavy rain approached, Ji Yang decided to cast a water shield technique to protect himself, then turned his gaze toward the spiritual field!
Now that there was enough water, he could sow seeds!
Digging the soil would take time, but sowing didn’t need to.
Ji Yang had learned the Planting Technique, which was perfect for sowing.
Ji Yang cast the spell again, using the Planting Technique to scatter He Hua rice seeds into the soil one by one.
Since He Hua rice grows with larger roots and stems, the planting spacing needed to be slightly wider to allow enough room for growth…
Following the instructions from the books, Ji Yang quickly filled an acre of the spiritual field with seeds.
Seeing that the rain continued to irrigate the spiritual field, Ji Yang walked back to the wooden house, feeling satisfied.
The seeds were sown, and now he just needed to wait for the He Hua rice to grow, and he would have his reward.
As a spiritual grain valley, He Hua rice grows quickly and would burst through the soil in no time! Its maturity period was less than a month.
He just needed to wait.
Back in the wooden house, Ji Yang began to study several books in his hands. He thought that to increase his cultivation points faster, perhaps he could approach it from both sides.
Although obtaining Light points required his manual effort, planting and mining could potentially be done simultaneously.
After all, the former could grow naturally.
However, there were still two issues facing Ji Yang.
The spiritual valley required constant care; otherwise, there would be no harvest at all.
Additionally, various spiritual insects that fed on the spiritual valley were everywhere; even formations could not completely block them!
By the time the spiritual valley grew well, they might naturally emerge from the ground or from the roots of the spiritual valley.
If only he could cultivate a perfect spiritual valley, then he wouldn’t have to worry about them dying before they grew. But the higher the grade of the spiritual valley, the more meticulous the care required.
Ji Yang could only try to find feasible solutions from the books in his hands!
"Oh no, my spiritual field is flooded!"
"Everyone, hurry out to save the spiritual valley!"
Just as Ji Yang was pondering a solution, he heard many disciples outside the wooden house exclaiming in surprise.
Ji Yang put down his books and walked out to check, only to find that many disciples’ spiritual fields were flooded, with the He Hua rice roots submerged several centimeters in water.
Although He Hua rice absorbs water, too much water would also affect its growth!
Ji Yang quickly looked at his own spiritual field, and fortunately, since his seeds hadn’t grown yet, the extra water didn’t matter much.
However, seeing the rain still pouring down from the sky made Ji Yang feel a bit anxious.
His Small Rain Technique had indeed reached great success, but he could only cast it; he couldn’t dispel the spell!
Even if he got rid of his own dark cloud, the other clouds would remain beyond his control.
It seemed there were still areas for improvement in his Small Rain Technique!
