The Demon-Slaying Grandmaster

Chapter 468 The Little Porter
After Qiongxiao returned to Sanxian Island with a bunch of good things, Li Jingxiao didn't even have a moment's peace for two days.

Nezha appeared before him with a hesitant expression.

Li Jingxiao could tell at a glance that the boy must have encountered some danger.

He asked with a smile, "What happened?"

After hesitating for a while, Nezha asked in a low voice, "Master, do you know the art of making clouds and rain?"

Perhaps in Nezha's mind, the ability to control clouds and rain was a unique skill of the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas and many River Dragon Kings.

Otherwise, why would the dragons be in charge of all the rain in the world?

Therefore, it's understandable if one's master doesn't know how.

Moreover, doubting his master was considered a great disrespect in this kid's mind.

That's why they hesitate.

Li Jingxiao laughed after hearing this.

Without saying a word, a burst of lightning suddenly flashed in his eyes, instantly turning them into blue, thunderous eyes.

Nezha was startled when he saw this.

Before he could even utter a word of surprise, he suddenly felt the sky, which had just been clear and sunny, suddenly change.

It quickly became dark.

I rushed out of the room and saw that a large number of dark clouds were gathering in the sky.

In just a dozen breaths, the sky was filled with dark clouds.

The bolts of lightning, which started as one or two, gradually multiplied into a dense burst of flashing light.

After his initial surprise, Nezha was overjoyed.

He turned to Li Jingxiao and shouted, "Master, please let it rain! Please let it rain!"

Li Jingxiao ignored the kid, even though in the world of Investiture of the Gods, how much rain falls and when it rains are not entirely up to the Heavenly Court.

After all, the Heavenly Court doesn't even have a full complement of gods, and there are many things it can't manage or handle.

But if it rains in one place for no reason, disrupting the climate, the Heavenly Court will surely take notice.

After all, this is his right and duty.

Whether the Heavenly Court has failed in its duties is the Heavenly Court's business.

But it would be taboo for anyone to interfere with his rights.

In short, I can neglect my duties, but you can't step into my territory.

If someone has no connections, no powerful backing, and no great abilities, they cannot interfere with the Heavenly Court's authority over the seasons and climate.

That would definitely get them arrested and severely punished in Heaven.

If you have powerful backers and great abilities.

As long as there's a plausible explanation and it didn't cause a major disaster.

The Heavenly Court won't hold a grudge.

They might even thank you in return.

They might even invite you to become an official in Heaven.

Li Jingxiao considered himself quite capable, but he truly had no powerful backers in this world.

Let alone the Jade Emperor, even the gods in the Heavenly Court who control the four seasons and climate would not give Li Jingxiao any face and let him go easily.

On the contrary, Nezha is a true direct descendant of the third generation of the Chan Sect.

In his previous life, he was a spirit child by the side of the goddess Nuwa.

They have a very powerful background.

Not to mention the rain, which alleviated the drought in and around Chentang Pass for dozens of miles.

Even if the Dragon King of the East Sea was beaten up, the Jade Emperor would pretend not to know.

Taiyi Zhenren instigated Nezha to hide outside the South Heavenly Gate and beat up Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East Sea, who had come to Heaven to complain to the Emperor.

No god came out from the South Heavenly Gate to stop them.

Afterwards, the Heavenly Court did not send anyone to arrest Nezha or punish him.

So Nezha can easily bring rain; he can do it himself.

With just a little coaxing from Li Jingxiao, the kid started clamoring to learn the art of 'making clouds and rain'.

Summoning wind and rain is one of the Thirty-Six Arts of the Heavenly Gang.

For Nezha right now, it's not something he can learn in a short time.

However, among the Seventy-Two Earthly Fiend Techniques, there is a method of 'praying for rain'.

It is the art of 'summoning rain', which can make a certain area rain. The size of the area and the amount of rainfall depend on the level of cultivation.

With Nezha's current cultivation level and realm, it would indeed not be difficult for him to alleviate the drought after learning the technique.

If the rainfall isn't enough in one go, it can just rain again in three to five days.

However, Li Jingxiao is Nezha's master after all, and he wouldn't easily trick him unless necessary.

So after the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, Li Jingxiao thought for a moment.

Then a good idea came to me.

Not only could it alleviate the drought, but Nezha might also benefit greatly.

Incidentally, this infuriated the Dragon King of the East Sea.

Li Jingxiao looked at the +6 purple-gold gourd hanging on Nezha's waist and said.

“My disciple, the four seasons and climate under heaven are all predetermined.”

If you disrupt the climate without a decree from the Heavenly Court, it is a grave offense.

Therefore, even if I teach you the art of 'conveying clouds and rain,' you cannot use it casually.

Upon hearing this, Nezha immediately became anxious.

This kid is still young; he wouldn't think that far ahead.

All they knew was that not only was the city itself suffering from drought, but also that in the surrounding area of ​​thirty or forty miles outside the city, fields were already so dry that even spring planting could not be carried out.

If there is no harvest this year, many villages outside the city and people inside the city will be short of food.

Moreover, his family were large landowners in Chentang Pass. His mother had been sighing all day long, worried that the drought was delaying spring planting.

Therefore, in Nezha's eyes, all heavenly rules and 'destiny' are nonsense.

Both for public and private reasons, the drought problem must be solved.

Li Jingxiao didn't try to make him happy on purpose, seeing the kid scratching his head in frustration.

He said with a smile, "The purple-gold gourd that your master gave you can not only hold things, but also water."

Each time it's fully loaded, it can easily hold tens of thousands of kilograms.

If you pity the people inside and outside the city, then you should work harder yourself.

They rode on their whirlwind wheels to places where water was plentiful, carried water back in gourds, and poured it into the farmland surrounding each village.

With ten days to two weeks of hard work, the drought in the farmland should be alleviated.

After that, every two weeks, we would have to go through the trouble of fetching water, which would be enough to guarantee this year's harvest.

They won't be held accountable by the Heavenly Court.

Upon hearing this, Nezha's worry immediately turned to joy.

She bowed to Li Jingxiao and then jumped into the air.

The flaming wheels appeared beneath his feet in an instant.

It flew away with a 'whoosh'.

An hour later, when it flew back, it appeared directly in a field outside the city.

Moreover, he used his own land to conduct experiments, and no one dared to say anything.

He even had a housekeeper and the head of the estate to guide him on where to pour the water.

Nezha opened the lid of the purple-gold gourd, and a stream of water immediately poured down from the sky.

I didn't expect it to be because the hovering height was a bit too high.

As the massive torrent of water poured down, it quickly dispersed into countless raindrops in the air, which then drifted and scattered across the fields.

Unfortunately, tens of thousands of kilograms of water, though seemingly a lot, can only alleviate the drought in a hundred or so acres of farmland when distributed across the fields.

Moreover, the distribution is very uneven.

Some places have more, some places have less.

If you spend time slowly unloading, you'll eventually find it's better to make more trips.

So this guy had to make one round trip after another, and he worked a full fourteen or fifteen hours a day.

I got up before dawn and set off on my whirlwind.

The day's work did not end until it was completely dark.

Despite the hard work, the results were decent.

However, even if they are spread out over an area of ​​thirty or forty miles outside the city, it still seems insufficient.

After only one day of rest, Nezha had to start working hard as a porter again.

(End of this chapter)