Man on the ark, forced to become king

The old master twirled dewdrops between his fingers, took a step, and his figure became ethereal, covering a distance of a hundred meters in the blink of an eye. The steel behemoth in the distance appeared even larger.

tick~

Dewdrops fall from fingertips, splashing up a few specks of dust, and the gloomy sky is reflected in the broken water droplets.

Today, Longmen is filled with the threat of wind and rain, with dark clouds rolling in, as if a heavy rain or snow could fall at any moment, making the air feel oppressive.

Such weather is certainly not good, and few people would like it, especially the elderly.

Who doesn't love a sunny day?

Moreover, this oppressive atmosphere bestowed by God is not very suitable for discussing business.

"Alas, when people get old, their arms and legs become useless, and they can't stand the rain anymore."

The surrounding area was empty and deserted, but the old master didn't care. He squinted his eyes, chuckled, and talked to himself, while his skill in shrinking the ground to an inch was surprisingly fast.

After walking a few more steps, the colossal steel structure became clearly visible, and the sky grew even more gloomy.

Tick ​​tock~tick tock~

Raindrops fell from the sky, and the old man slowly raised his arm.

The old palm-leaf fan stretched towards the sky, its edges already broken and many of the cattail leaves missing. Dim sunlight peeked through the gaps in its broken pieces, making it look even more dilapidated.

Call ~

The old palm-leaf fan turned slightly, creating a gentle breeze.

Then, the rainbow disappeared and the rain stopped.

The big sound is loud, the elephant is invisible.

A gentle breeze stirred by an old palm-leaf fan dissipated into the world without causing a ripple, while the layers of dark clouds high in the sky were stirred by an invisible force, with faint flashes of lightning weaving through them.

Then, the clouds quietly broke apart.

It was as if an unseen hand reached into the clouds, crushing them as if manipulating a reflection in water.

Flowers in a mirror, the moon in the water.

The clouds and mist part, and the sky becomes clear.

The shattered reflection returned to calm, and the things reflected in it quietly vanished, leaving only the vast and boundless blue sky, where sunlight silently fell.

Brilliant rays of light shone through the broken clouds, creating a dazzling spectacle reminiscent of a celestial realm.

As the dark clouds dispersed, the dim world suddenly brightened, and under the bright sun, everything was peaceful and serene. Even the steel behemoths lying on the ground seemed to light up as well, losing some of their coldness and gaining some warmth.

With a single flap of the fan, the clouds dispersed, the wind subsided, and the sun shone brightly in the sky.

The warm sunlight bathed him, and the old master nodded with a smile. Without using his shrinking-the-earth-to-an-inch technique, he slowly walked forward, slightly raising his head to look at the Dragon Gate in the distance.

Since they're here to discuss business, they can't just enter without informing him, lest they be accused of bullying a junior. Although he doesn't care, as an elder, he still has to consider the younger generation's feelings.

If there's no mistake, his little apprentice should arrive soon.

He had taught this method of dispelling wind and rain to his young apprentice several times, but unfortunately, he couldn't teach him to master it.

But it doesn't matter. Young people need more experience; they'll grow up eventually.

only……

Time may be running out.

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"coming!"

At Longmen, atop the city wall, Lin Qingyan, who had been waiting for a long time, suddenly stood up and looked up at the sky.

The weather, which was overcast just a moment ago, is now sunny.

Needless to say, it must be my master who has arrived.

Lin Qingyan had seen this scene more than once, and had begged his master to teach him how to do it, but unfortunately he was unable to learn it.

What he disliked most was rainy days, especially continuous rain.

On cloudy days, he would complain to his relatives and friends that his knees couldn't stand the dampness and cold, and casually fan himself with a palm-leaf fan.

As a result, the clouds dispersed, the rain receded, and the weather cleared up.

With such a sight, who else could it be but him?

Even without looking at this, the faint aura of thunder magic in the distance is enough to identify the identity.

Lin Qingyan didn't dare to delay. He took a few steps to leap over the city wall and jumped down from the high place. The staff in his hand crackled with electricity and supported his feet. Using this as leverage, he landed steadily on the ground and sped forward.

She was still young and had not even mastered the art of thunder magic, so she dared not hope to use advanced techniques such as shrinking the earth to an inch. Therefore, she could only rely on her own two legs to run around.

Fortunately, with the blessing of thunder magic, it wasn't too slow.

A moment later, with her golden hair fluttering, the girl landed beside the old man walking across the wasteland and bowed respectfully.

"Master."

"Ah."

The old celestial master nodded slightly, his narrowed eyes widening a little, a hint of surprise flashing in them. He reached out and stroked the girl's head, smoothing her golden hair that had become fluffy due to the thunder magic, and smiled, "Your thunder magic cultivation has improved again?"

"It's just a minor improvement."

“Good thing, good thing. It’s good that you’re not holding back. I was worried that the affairs of the Dali Temple might interfere with my cultivation. It seems I was overthinking it.”

As he moved his hand away, Lin Qingyan blushed, feeling somewhat ashamed, and his voice lowered considerably.

"My disciple's cultivation has indeed fallen behind, and the progress in thunder magic is largely thanks to Lord Wei."

"Wei boy?"

Upon hearing this, the Celestial Master's eyes showed even greater surprise, and he was somewhat puzzled.

"Has that kid secretly learned thunder magic in recent years? What talent does he have for cultivating thunder magic?"

If it were someone else, it wouldn't matter, but Wei Yanwu... he was someone he watched grow up. He loved wielding swords and spears since he was a child, especially swordsmanship. He wasn't completely ignorant of other spells, but he was only half-baked. He was far from being able to learn thunder magic. How could he be instructing his little apprentice now?

"No, it was Lord Wei who gave me a kind of dew to drink, which gave me some insights."

Lin Qingyan thought for a moment, then followed the old man slowly forward, talking as they walked.

From her discovery that the Golden Tree contained the aura of thunder magic, to yesterday's spectacular scene of the sun and moon alternating and the giant tree supporting the sky, and the Golden Tree dew given by Wei Yanwu, the relationship between the Dragon Gate and the Golden Tree.

In short, she told everything she knew without reservation.

There's nothing to hide. The reason Wei Yanwu specifically sought her out and said those things yesterday was probably to have her say it. Lin Qingyan is quite clear about this.

"The Golden Tree? I never expected that something so interesting would happen to me after being away from the world for so long."

After listening to Lin Qingyan's 'report', the old celestial master also sensed Wei Yanwu's ulterior motives. He neither agreed nor disagreed, and raised his head. The magnificent steel city and the surrounding vast area were all reflected in his eyes.

Having spent his life on the battlefield, traversing the entire Great Yan land, he had seen far too many things related to deities, but none of them corresponded to the aura lingering in Longmen.

It was cold and lifeless, yet it also carried a hidden vitality, creating a somewhat contradictory feeling.

Moreover, this aura seemed to extend to the vast starry sky above.

Even the experienced and knowledgeable old Celestial Master was unsure what exactly had appeared at Longmen, and could only conclude that it wasn't his old friends crawling out of their graves to cause trouble.

As for the 'golden tree', it was unheard of.

It is completely different from the Originium system, yet it can utilize the power of Originium. Such a thing should not remain unknown.

"What about the leader of the Golden Tree? Have you met him?"

"I only met him briefly this morning, and that was my impression of him..."

Lin Qingyan frowned, thought about it carefully, and was not quite sure about his judgment.

"He's like an ordinary person, a bit like my master. He looks very young, but he also feels very ancient."

"Really? That makes it even more interesting."

The old celestial master remained calm, placed his hand on the girl's shoulder, took a step, and the two of them vanished instantly, leaving several afterimages in the wasteland.

Lin Qingyan felt a blur before his eyes, heard the whistling wind in his ears, and his vision went completely blurred. When his vision returned, he was already standing inside the entrance and exit of the Dragon Gate.

With one step, the world is at your fingertips, and the vast land stretches out before you.

The girl was very envious of this, but unfortunately her cultivation level was not high enough. Even if she managed to use it, she could only move a few steps. Shrinking the earth to an inch... for her, it really was shrinking the earth to an inch.

"Wei Yanwu pays respects to the Celestial Master!"

Before she could even react, Wei Yanwu, who had changed back into his everyday clothes, stepped forward and bowed respectfully.

The once bustling entrance and exit were now eerily quiet, completely deserted, clearly having been sealed off long ago, just to wait for one person.

If it were any other official in the court, even the Minister of the Six Ministries, they wouldn't deserve such treatment.

But this one is different.

The Old Celestial Master is a living legend in the Yan Kingdom, a real 'ancestor' whose strength, status, seniority, and achievements are unmatched. Even the emperor has to treat him with the respect due to a junior.

Even if we closed off the entire Longmen area, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to clear the streets completely.

If Wei Yanwu hadn't known that this man had never liked grand gestures or disturbing the public, he would have already made arrangements to have a welcoming party ten miles outside the city.

"After many years, the once naive young man has become much more mature."