In the global desert, I have a spring of spiritual water.

Hey!

Geng Hu, who was wondering what Chen Chuan was gesturing about, was startled by the white beam of light that shot into the sky. His already round leopard eyes widened even more, as if his eyeballs were about to pop out of their sockets.

Hu Changhai, who was assigned to guard the pass, and a group of sailors were also startled by the sound of the beam of light breaking through the roof. They all turned their heads to look up, and they were all dumbfounded.

Outside the water room, Hu Changhe was negotiating with several unruly villagers who were trying to cut in line. Although Chen Chuan said that the water would be distributed in an hour, the villagers wanted to get the water as soon as possible, so no one left and they lined up on the spot.

With Hu Changhe present, the common people no longer dared to be as presumptuous as before, because everyone knew that Hu Changhe was a first-order eight-star cultivator and the director of the Demon Suppression Division, so they dared not provoke him.

However, some people cut in line to get water sooner, which naturally angered those behind them, and a dispute broke out. Hu Changhe had to step in to mediate, and just then a white beam of light suddenly crashed through the roof of the water room and shot into the sky!

In an instant, Hu Changhe and the people all focused their attention on the pillar of light, their eyes filled with undisguised astonishment.

"What is that?"

"Is someone casting a spell?"

"It feels like a water column; I can feel the moisture!"

"That's not a water column, it's clearly a water dragon!!"

"Yes, yes, it's a water dragon!"

"A water dragon in the sky, is it about to bestow blessings?"

Upon reaching this conclusion, the people were overjoyed, raising the containers they had brought to collect water above their heads and tilting their heads back with their mouths wide open.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the enormous water dragon coiled up in mid-air before exploding into countless droplets...

The previously dry air was instantly filled with water mist, and large water droplets fell from the sky, landing on people's faces, bodies, mouths, and the containers they held high.

"A blessing from heaven!"

"What a blessing from heaven!"

The excited cheers of thousands of people resounded throughout the heavens and the earth.

"Blessed us! Heaven has not abandoned Taipingzhuang!"

"Blessings have descended, guaranteeing three years of bountiful harvests for Taipingzhuang!"

"Taipingzhuang is saved! The people are saved!"

Excited shouts echoed throughout Taipingzhuang. Elderly people knelt and kowtowed, children ran, jumped, and clapped in the rain, and farmers reached out to touch the rain-soaked ground, their voices trembling with excitement: "The grains in the fields can survive!"

Hu Changhe wiped the rain off his face and then subconsciously licked it with the tip of his tongue; it was surprisingly sweet.

He turned his head to look in the direction of the water room, his eyes filled with undisguised shock.

I've heard that "Fate Masters" can bring blessings from heaven!

Could it be that our new manor lord is not only a water-based cultivator, but also a life-source master?

If that's the case, I, Hu Changhe, will certainly do my utmost to assist you!

Thinking of this, his eyes shone brightly. As the local tyrant of Taiping Village, Hu Changhe indeed looked down on the village lords sent by the prefecture. They were either incompetent or lacked strength, and none of them could convince him.

However, the claim that he killed the previous owners was completely unfounded. He instructed Du Siniang to say that simply to give the new owner a warning and to see his reaction and countermeasures. It was one of his methods to test the new owner's abilities.

He used the same method not only on Chen Chuan, but also on the previous owners. If those words didn't come from a prostitute like Du Siniang, they would also reach the ears of the new owner from other people.

The previous owners of the manor reacted differently, but none of them had ever seen someone like Chen Chuan who so bluntly declared that Du Siniang belonged to him. At first, Hu Changhe thought Chen Chuan was just clever, but only now did he realize that the other party was not clever, but possessed absolutely overwhelming strength, so he didn't care about going straight to the point with him.

With this thought in mind, Hu Changhe instantly realized that he didn't have much time left. If he couldn't perform to Chen Chuan's satisfaction, he would easily become a pawn to be discarded.

The other party might be a Life Source Master; what kind of follower wouldn't they find?

We need to cling to this powerful figure!

Having made up his mind, Hu Changhe ran into the water room, shouting as he ran, "May the Master protect us! Heaven has bestowed blessings upon us!"

"May the Lord of the Manor protect us, and may Heaven bestow blessings upon us!"

With Hu Changhe, the director of the Demon Suppression Division, taking the lead, the water soldiers and the common people, who had come to their senses, also joined in the shouting.

"May the Lord of the Manor protect us, and may Heaven bestow blessings upon us!"

"May the Lord of the Manor protect us, and may Heaven bestow blessings upon us!"

The shouts were deafening, soaring into the sky like the water dragon from before.

At this moment, Chen Chuan was already standing at the door of the water room, looking up at the raindrops falling from the sky.

Hearing the cheers of the crowd, he realized that "heavenly blessings" meant rain.

He thought the term was a bit exaggerated, but it was not hard to understand. After all, this was the era of the Great Desert, where it was common to go two or three years without a drop of rain. A rare rainfall was indeed a "blessing" for the people.

Chen Chuan hadn't expected that setting up a spiritual spring clone would cause such a commotion, as there hadn't been any prior warning from the spiritual spring space.

But this rain obviously wouldn't last long; it was just a single jet of water shooting out of the spring, not enough to carry much of the spring water.

"The lord of the manor is blessed with extraordinary fortune, a rare occurrence in history; he will surely become a powerful ruler in the future!"

Hu Changhe rushed to Chen Chuan and knelt down with a thud, his movements incredibly smooth.

He then grabbed Chen Chuan's clothes excitedly, wiped the rain from his face, and choked out, "I have drifted along the river for half my life, without meeting a wise ruler. If you, Master, will not abandon me, I will devote myself wholeheartedly to repay your kindness!"

After saying that, he slammed his head heavily against Chen Chuan's feet.

Seeing this, the officials, sailors, and civilians present were all dumbfounded.

They knew Hu Changhe all too well: a first-order, eighth-star cultivator, the number one expert in Taiping Village, the director of the Demon Suppression Division, and the head of the Hu family!

When has he ever been so respectful to anyone?

Even if the other party is the manor lord, as the director of the Demon Suppression Division, he only needs to cup his hands; there is no need for him to perform a full kneeling ceremony!

Such a kneeling ceremony is basically a matter of etiquette between the emperor and his subjects, and its significance is extraordinary.

Chen Chuan was surprised that Hu Changhe would put on such a show, especially since the lines sounded familiar. However, he could tell that Hu Changhe was genuinely surrendering this time, otherwise he wouldn't have knelt down in front of the people and officials of Taipingzhuang. This was a firm statement, sending a signal to the outside world that he had completely submitted.

He's a smart man, always aware of the times!

But Lao Hu, your kneeling wasn't in vain; it might just pave the way for a bright future!

Chen Chuan suddenly thought of the dramatic kneeling scene of "Director Qi" in the TV series of his previous life. For the sake of his future, it was not shameful!

Geng Hu, who had been standing beside Chen Chuan, glanced at Hu Changhe, who was kneeling on the ground and kowtowing, and couldn't help but curse in his heart: "Hypocritical, shameless!"

After he finished cursing, he felt a little envious. Anyone with eyes could see that Chen Chuan was a "hidden dragon in the abyss". The sooner he became Chen Chuan's confidant, the greater his future potential would be.

Geng Hu originally had the upper hand, after all, he was someone arranged by Chen Chuan's mother. But before he could even reveal his intention to completely submit, Hu Changhe actually kowtowed to the ground.

Shameless! Shameless!