There's something wrong with me

Chapter 200 'Summoning the Wind and Rain!'

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On the way to the lake, the speed was Mach 3, one kilometer per second.

Zhang Feng covered his entire body with spiritual energy, which not only provided sufficient power but also reduced resistance by utilizing principles of dynamics, thus minimizing the generation of a sonic boom.

Otherwise, if you fly directly without reducing drag, although you can still reach a speed of 700 meters per second, you will be accompanied by sonic booms wherever you go.

Zhang Feng also had his own thoughts on this.

Do Golden Core cultivators in this world create sonic booms when they fly?
Of course, this is on the premise of reaching the speed of sound.

In just twenty seconds.

We arrived at a lakeside 20 kilometers away.

Looking down from a thousand meters above the ground, Zhang Feng saw the real carp sunbathing on a rock in the lake, without any illusion of a young girl.

But as Zhang Feng landed, he came into the little carp's view.

She instantly manipulated spiritual energy, forming a gentle woman in her early twenties wearing an elegant sky-blue robe.

She looks about 80% like the girl she was back then, but overall she looks more mature than she did more than a decade ago.

However, she no longer possessed the liveliness and quirkiness of her former self; instead, she carried a hidden melancholy in her expression.

This is just like a concubine in a palace drama who has been banished to the cold palace.

Seeing her looking at him with such resentment and not saying a word, Zhang Feng was at a loss for words.

Because of emotional issues, and conversations with girls.

I haven't studied this, nor have I used big data to calculate it.

This is a completely new topic.

So Zhang Feng remained silent, while the little carp grew increasingly angry. Finally, after its mouth puffed out in anger, it sighed deeply in disappointment:
"Brother Zhang, don't you have anything you want to say to me?"

The moment he opened his mouth, the questions were thrown at him.

Zhang Feng thought for a few seconds and asked, "Have you eaten?"

"Hmm..." the little carp nodded weakly.

Even though those words were meaningless, she didn't know why, but when she heard Zhang Feng's voice, she felt her heart flutter. All the waiting of the past ten years was worth it.

In ancient terms, it means a life of slow travel and unrequited love, where one can only love one person in their lifetime.

Furthermore, she also felt that no one could compare to Zhang Feng.

In modern terms, that's being love-struck, and it's hard to cure.

"Hmm." Zhang Feng nodded and said, "Seeing that you have already reached the peak of Foundation Establishment, if you go into seclusion for a while longer, you may be able to condense a Golden Core and transform it into a physical form."

There's no need to use spiritual energy anymore.

"Hmm..." The little carp nodded again, then suddenly asked shyly, "Brother Zhang... after I transform into human form, will you marry me?"

'What kind of questions are these?' Zhang Feng frowned, feeling that this girl was completely unpredictable.

Normally, shouldn't the question be about cultivation?
"Let me explain to you the method of cultivating the Golden Core."

Although she didn't ask, Zhang Feng still helped her to the end, as a way of repaying her for her previous insights into inner demons, and carefully explained the method of condensing the golden core to her.

Of course, Zhang Feng also knew that his actions and concern would only deepen the misunderstanding and feelings between them.

But we can't just not report it, can we?
Sometimes feelings are very complicated; even knowing it's wrong, you still have to do it.

Just like now, I am repaying the kindness I feel in my heart.

Then look at the little carp staring blankly at me.

It's wrong that she likes herself, but I guess she can't change that.

This reality and emotion have absolutely no scientific logic.

That's why Zhang Fengyi tried to avoid emotions at first, because this is a century-old problem that current science and technology cannot solve.

But you could also be ruthless and just tell her to stop waiting.

But the other person had waited for him for decades, and Zhang Feng felt guilty, so he couldn't bring himself to say it.

These complex and somewhat selfish emotions are the life insights that Zhang Feng is currently experiencing.

This selfishness is giving others something to look forward to and making them wait.

Now, Zhang Feng carefully looks back on the past. If the mud pot incident was a misunderstanding, his non-denial when he formed his golden core more than ten years ago did not strongly sever his feelings for her.

That's selfishness—delaying other people's time.

Zhang Feng also showed his honesty, not wanting to deny his own humanity, but choosing to face the right and wrong of things head-on.

Although ambiguity can definitely be attractive and seductive.

But using the young carp's youth as a hook was inappropriate in Zhang Feng's opinion.

Even if she is a person from the adventure world, she is 'unreal' to him.

But regardless of whether it's true or not, what you do is a true reflection of your own thoughts.

Zhang Feng felt that this kind of selfishness needed to be eliminated and cut off directly.

Furthermore, the little carp loves itself.

Zhang Feng was actually tempted.

The reason is quite straightforward: she is beautiful like a fairy, highly talented, and most importantly, she has been waiting for him wholeheartedly for decades.

With these reasons, what else is there to say?

Zhang Feng neither denied his own feelings nor sought out grand principles or remarkable events that demonstrated true friendship even in times of hardship.

While those techniques can deepen emotions and make everything seem more natural, they feel too deliberate.

He hid in the village every day, and she stayed at home every day, so there was no disaster.

If they get married, they are more likely to be a perfect couple, living a secluded life in the mountains and fields, quietly staying together for a hundred years.

Long-term companionship can overcome anything.

That's what I was thinking too.

While experiencing some complex emotions, Zhang Feng was teaching the little carp how to cultivate the Golden Elixir.

Multitasking.

Finally, the training method was explained.

As if he had made a decision, Zhang Feng looked at the little carp that was staring blankly at him and said in a serious tone:

Are you looking at me, or listening to the practice method?

"Huh?" The little carp was still staring at Zhang Feng in a daze.

Judging from her appearance, Zhang Feng knew that he had talked in vain.

So, Zhang Feng, like the little carp, felt somewhat uneasy, awkward, and also as if it had all come out of nowhere.
"Judging from your expression, I knew you weren't listening."

Zhang Feng opened his palm, and spiritual energy slowly gathered with the surrounding dust, forming a token that resembled both jade and stone, upon which were carved mysterious talismans.
"I have engraved the Golden Core Cultivation Method on the spirit tablet."

"When you take human form, we will get married."

……

Zhang Feng used his great magical power to set up several formations before leaving.

After asking the question, the little carp picked up the token, quickly kissed Zhang Feng's cheek, and then excitedly jumped into the river to cultivate.

And it also conveyed the message, 'I will find you when I take human form.'

On the way back to the village.

Zhang Feng touched the cheek where she had been kissed, because her illusion was formed from spiritual energy, so the kiss mark was covered in watery spiritual energy.

But these are all minor details.

Most importantly, as the emotional knot in his heart was untied, Zhang Feng felt as if his inner demons were being suppressed without limit.

The difference between being compassionate and indifferent may be the key to unraveling inner demons, and the first step in achieving omniscience and omnipotence.

That includes all emotions, whether it's family love, friendship, or romantic love.

Zhang Feng felt that his adventurous life was about experiencing emotions.

The final answer was actually given from the very beginning in the world of the master.

At that time, there was the friendship between fellow disciples, as well as the affection between master and adoptive father. If he were to marry his childhood sweetheart, then all his feelings would be fulfilled.

The text includes a final "love letter" to himself, allowing him to make a second choice and try to make amends for his mistakes.

But he had become stupid from practicing so much, or perhaps his level of understanding at the time was not high enough, so he couldn't understand it.

And at this moment, I am pondering these things.

Zhang Feng also knew that he definitely had a problem, because he could always bring up cultivation in the end, which was a major problem with his personality.

Even now, Zhang Feng doesn't know if he married the little carp for the sake of cultivation, or if he truly loves her, or if he feels he has let her down, or if he feels guilty for making her wait so long.

Zhang Feng couldn't understand it.

Matters of the heart are still too complicated.

Then I think about it again. My wife is like a fish, which is quite complicated.

But in the end, I am not a 'human' species, but rather an 'unknown creature' in three and four dimensions.

He and his fiancée are equally matched.

It's actually quite fitting that none of us are human.

……

Seven days later.

Zhang Feng was still thinking about this in his own yard, even wondering whether he should have a grand wedding or a simple one when he got married.

Although we cultivators must dare to love and hate, we cannot hesitate.

But this is a major life event.

Thinking.

On this afternoon.

The prefect arrived at the edge of the village.

Several Foundation Establishment cultivators were also traveling with them.

When they arrived at the edge of the village, their eyes were initially uncertain, but when they saw that the villagers coming and going were all cultivators, they became certain that there might really be a great mage in this village.

now.

The prefect, who was leading the group, said to the several cultivators who were traveling with him: "Some time ago, when we heard that there was a great master in this village, we thought it was just nonsense from the mountain folk."

Unexpectedly, everyone in this village was a cultivator.

In the early stages of his foundation building, the prefect could sense the spiritual energy fluctuations emanating from the villagers coming and going.

And occasionally, a few people are even better than him.

In this remote and impoverished place, it is completely unbelievable.

You should know that he has cultivation resources.

"Yes..." Seeing this scene where everyone was cultivating, the cultivators became extremely vigilant.

"How many are there?"

When the villagers saw the prefect and his entourage, they spontaneously gathered at the village entrance.

If it weren't for the prefect holding a visiting card and the village chief rushing over from afar...

The villagers wanted to drive them away.

"Prefect Sun!"

At that moment, the village chief ran up to the prefect, bowed to him, and said to the surrounding villagers, "Disperse, disperse."

As he spoke, the village chief then gestured towards the village, saying, "Prefect, please! The gentleman has been waiting for you for a long time."

"Good...good..." When Prefect Sun saw the state of the village, he showed the proper humility. He told his men to wait outside while he tried to follow the village chief inside.

However, these cultivators dared not let the prefect enter alone and wanted to follow him.

"You..." Prefect Sun was about to reprimand them when he saw this.

The cultivators quickly considered their options, waiting for the prefect to reprimand them before coming up with reasons like 'protection'.

But next second.

The prefect and the monks had no idea what was going on. They felt dizzy and suddenly found themselves in front of a small courtyard in the village.

Zhang Feng noticed their hesitation and figured they would need to talk for a long time about the group entering the village, so he simply moved them over, thus eliminating the root of the problem.

However, with Zhang Feng's 'teleportation technique,' the distance of nearly a hundred meters was covered in an instant.

Prefect Sun and his entourage were stunned and speechless for a moment.

Especially when they saw that Zhang Feng looked incredibly young, but his methods were like those of a Golden Core cultivator, they were even more unsure whether Zhang Feng was 'disguised' at this moment or had truly condensed his Golden Core in his prime.

They are not Golden Core cultivators, so it's impossible to tell.

"What brings you all here?"

Zhang Feng cut straight to the point and looked at a document in Prefect Sun's hand.

This person clearly came with a purpose, not just for a visit.

"This humble official greets... Senior..."

Even though Prefect Sun had seen a lot of the world, he still trembled a little when facing a Golden Core expert.

The title used was very formal, following the official court terminology, referring to oneself as "this humble official".

Because in the Shang Dynasty, Golden Core cultivators were generally granted official positions, usually of the third rank, such as "Demon Slayer" and "Exorcist".

It's just a hollow title, allowing Golden Core cultivators to receive free government salaries and deepen their relationships.

Simply put, as long as one is a Golden Core cultivator and intends to receive a salary from the imperial court, they are guaranteed a minimum official position of the third rank.

In the Tang Dynasty, this rank was equivalent to that of the Minister of the Six Ministries.

It is also equivalent to the provincial level.

Most people who achieve minor success in the Golden Elixir stage hold this official position.

In the decade or so after Zhang Feng elixired his golden pill, he occasionally wandered around the nearby towns and learned of these stories.

Furthermore, it is known that in this world, there are 163 people who have achieved minor Golden Core cultivation and 55 people who have achieved major Golden Core cultivation, which are openly discussed.

A perfect score is twenty people.

The head of the Zhang family in the mission is currently at the peak of the Golden Core stage.

He also has a child who has achieved minor success in the Golden Elixir.

Since Zhang Feng was determined to leave the mountain, he must have already inquired about most of the things and had an impression of them.

After paying his respects, Prefect Sun had the accompanying cultivators bring out the spiritual tea they had brought, and then had someone brew the tea.

The village chief was perceptive; when he saw that these people wanted to make tea, he took them to boil water.

At that moment, not a single cultivator said anything about 'not letting the prefect alone go'.

Because there were no conspiracies or tricks in the village, nor any attempts to lure or entice, but rather a genuine 'great cultivator' who appeared to be at the Golden Core stage.

In the presence of such a powerful cultivator, their so-called protection is nothing but a joke.

at the same time.

After everyone had left, Prefect Sun, as if presenting a treasure, took out half of a 'Lingzhi' from his robes.
“Senior, I was fortunate enough to obtain a top-grade Ganoderma lucidum a few years ago. It has the function of activating qi and promoting circulation. I wonder if this item will be of any use to you.”

'Is this what they call a rare and precious treasure?'

Zhang Feng had lived in the mountains for many years and had never seen any rare objects. Perhaps it was because treasures were hard to come by in this border region.

I saw this Ganoderma lucidum today.

Zhang Feng felt a surge of spiritual energy rushing towards him, its quality far exceeding that of ordinary spirit stones by several times.

The value should be around '3.1 spiritual energy', which exceeds the normal spiritual energy limit of this world.

Such breakthroughs, or other special effects, are theoretically rare and precious treasures.

"good."

Zhang Feng, without any hesitation, retrieved the Ganoderma lucidum from a distance and then inhaled it in a gulp, much to the astonishment of Prefect Sun.

The Ganoderma lucidum seemed to turn into sand and was eaten by Zhang Feng in a spiral shape.

His physique also improved dramatically, increasing by 5 points instantly.

It's like the wind and rain of evolution, a kind of disruptive increase.

Zhang Feng also separated his spiritual thoughts to analyze this insight, wanting to replicate the extra enhancement on the rare and precious material.

Five points in physical fitness is quite a lot.

'What level of skill does he possess?'

When Magistrate Sun saw this expert devour the spiritual object, he sensed that something was off about Zhang Feng.

Under normal circumstances, even a Golden Core cultivator would need to neutralize other medications when consuming Ganoderma lucidum.

Otherwise, the powerful medicinal properties of Ganoderma lucidum will cause fluctuations in one's own spiritual energy, resulting in some minor troubles that could have been avoided.

Little did he know that Zhang Feng's internal organs were already extraordinary.

Let alone eating Ganoderma lucidum, even eating a piece of steel bar can be digested quickly.

"What's the matter?"

After reflecting on his thoughts, Zhang Feng looked at Prefect Sun.

This scene resembled a believer offering sacrifices to a demon god. After presenting the finest offerings, the demon god devoured them in one gulp and asked, "What is your wish?"

Zhang Feng now gives Magistrate Sun the feeling of a demon or evil sorcerer from the martial arts world.

Prefect Sun was both uneasy and anxious, feeling he shouldn't have come, but since he was already there, there was no way to escape. So, with a mixture of hope and caution, he asked:

"Evil...no! It's senior! Senior!"

He almost blurted out the words "evil immortal," but thankfully he stopped himself at the last moment. Seeing that the "evil immortal" wasn't angry, he breathed a sigh of relief and took out the document as he continued:

"Senior... The reason I've come to see you is that many fields outside the city have recently suffered from severe drought, and I would like to ask you to pray for rain and blessings..."

"Praying for rain?" Zhang Feng suddenly remembered that when he first came to this world, he heard the bodyguards say that there were great mages who prayed for rain and blessings.

Although it's unclear whether it was ultimately granted, given the power of a Golden Core cultivator and being a water-attribute cultivator, it should be possible to obtain it.

Because the little carp belongs to the water element, if she can reach the Golden Core stage...

Following normal reasoning, reaching a physique of 1000 would allow one to gather water elemental energy within a radius of 1000 meters.

So, it's not a problem for rain to fall in a small village.

"Senior?" Seeing that the evil immortal did not answer, Prefect Sun said even more nervously, "If Senior finds it troublesome, then I will take my leave now, as I never said anything..."

He dared not ask Zhang Feng if he knew the answer. If he really didn't, and Zhang Feng became angry and embarrassed, he would be courting death.

Because the Shang Dynasty covered a vast area and possessed magical techniques that allowed it to quickly connect multiple cities and establish effective control, it currently has over 800 cities and over 800 prefects.

If Zhang Feng really killed him, he would then disappear into the mountains.

The imperial court might not necessarily go to great lengths to avenge a mere prefect like him.

Such incidents are not uncommon.

When military power exceeds the normal upper limit of a dynasty's strength, it is already a world where military might reigns supreme.

Seeing the prefect's anxious expression, Zhang Feng smiled and said, "Since I ate half a Ganoderma lucidum from you, I will naturally repay you with half a city's worth of rain."

The moment the words fell.

Zhang Feng took a step forward, leading the prefect and the cultivators who had finished boiling water to a height of several hundred meters in the air.

They then headed straight towards the city lord's mansion.

As everyone watched in horror at the rapidly changing scene below, it lasted only fifty seconds.

Zhang Feng traveled over a hundred miles to reach the north side of this city.

Looking northwest and southeast from here, you see arid regions.

It is summer now, and many people are sighing and lamenting in the fields, surrounded by drying crops and dwindling streams.

at the same time.

"Look at the sky..."

"It's the Prefect..."

At this moment, people inside and outside the city, including many pedestrians on the road, also saw Zhang Feng and others high in the sky.

With the blessing of the spiritual energy world, everyone's eyesight was excellent, and they could clearly see the faces of people hundreds of meters in the air.

"I am a Taoist priest from Qingshan."

When Zhang Feng saw many people looking at him, he revealed his Taoist name and, to prevent anyone from being frightened, explained the reason for his visit.
"Today, I have been invited by Prefect Sun to pray for rain in Hengcheng."

The words echoed like thunder in the air, causing more and more people to look up at the sky.

"Thank you, Immortal..." Many people also looked at Zhang Feng with pleading and grateful eyes.

Zhang Feng then unleashed his spiritual senses, his mind highly focused.

"The wind gathers."

As soon as he finished speaking, he used a method of drawing with sound vibrations, combined with spiritual drawing.

Within a ten-kilometer radius, the spiritual senses covered the area, and wind-gathering talismans were continuously drawn, allowing nearly ten thousand wind-gathering talismans to gather in the great formation within just five minutes.

What they present is a 'combined array', which Zhang Feng replicated based on the spiritual array within the virtual building.

This also means that when the two are combined, the area that appears to be ten kilometers in radius actually affects the wind spirits and water mist on the outer perimeter.

Furthermore, with the blessing of the Wind Gathering Talisman, wind and water accompany each other.

Zhang Feng once again extensively inscribed water-gathering talismans, using the stimulation and transformation of spiritual energy to generate rain.

The wind, on the other hand, mobilizes the water elements in the world, causing them to surge in this direction on a large scale.

In the process of depicting the scene, within a mere three minutes...

To everyone's surprise, dark clouds covered a radius of twenty kilometers, shrouding most of the city's territory.

Such a terrifying scene left not only Prefect Sun and his entourage dumbfounded.

Even some cultivators on the ground stared blankly at Zhang Feng and the others in the sky.

"Within a radius of forty li..."

"The Imperial Preceptor's rain-praying technique only covers an area of ​​ten miles..."

They were astonished, wondering what kind of divine being was the one who was controlling the clouds and rain from above.
"It's twenty li...it's a formation..."

However, some Golden Core cultivators who happened to pass by determined that Zhang Feng's spiritual energy range was only twenty miles.

However, with the blessing of some kind of magical formation, such a large-scale rain was achieved.

But regardless of whether it's a formation or not, the mere fact that it spans twenty miles is already beyond his reach.

at the same time.

high in the air.

After sensing that enough rainwater had condensed, Zhang Feng looked at the somewhat parched land and used a water-repelling talisman to strike the center of the formation, dispersing the increasingly terrifying hurricane and torrential rain.
"Rain is coming."

Rumble—

At the very moment the talisman dispersed the stable wind and rain.

A long-awaited downpour poured down amidst endless thunder.

(End of this chapter)