Solving the severe drought, solidifying the immortal's status, and subsequent plans.

Chu Xinghe was a bit surprised after hearing this.

"How long has it been?"

"Since the eve of the great drought, it has been over two months."

Hearing "over two months," Chu Xinghe already had a guess in his heart.

The Emperor looked up at Chu Xinghe.

"Please, Noble One, help my Yan Chi Dynasty this once."

"I know this request is a bit difficult for the Noble One, even just a bit of guidance would do."

Chu Xinghe did not speak immediately.

"Let's go to Daxing Prefecture and take a look first."

Hearing Chu Xinghe's words, a light appeared in The Emperor's eyes.

"Good, I will take the Noble One there immediately."

The Emperor could only treat a dead horse as a living one.

He had visited many people these past few days.

None had found a solution for the drought.

Now he could only place his hopes on Chu Xinghe.

By the time the Yan Chi Guards arrived at Daxing Prefecture,

Chu Xinghe and The Emperor walked out.

Looking at the endless, cracked earth,

The Emperor sighed, squatted on the ground, and picked up a handful of soil.

"Why must my people be made to suffer so?"

Chu Xinghe stood beside him without speaking.

At this time, the sound of several horse hooves rang out in the distance.

When they drew near,

A young man with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, with a resolute and cold gaze, appeared.

He was riding a date-red Akhal-Teke horse.

When he drew near, he flipped off the horse,

And walked to The Emperor's side.

"Your son pays respects to Imperial Father."

"No need for such formality, you have worked hard these days."

Ye Wuxin shook his head.

"Noble One, this is my third son, Ye Wuxin."

A faint light appeared in Chu Xinghe's eyes.

Name: Ye Wuxin

Age: 21

Physique: Profound Ice Physique

Identity: Great Yan Third Prince, Villain, Lone Star of Heavenly Slaughter.

Strength: Grandmaster Early Stage

Cultivation Technique: Heavenly Cold Art.

destiny value: 150,000

Chu Xinghe hadn't expected the guy in front of him to be a villain.

Grandmaster Early Stage at such a young age, quite good.

Chu Xinghe could also see that this guy was surrounded by Evil Qi.

It should have been formed on the battlefield.

Ye Wuxin looked at Chu Xinghe warily.

He felt as if he was being seen through.

Who is this person?

Could it be the legendary Immortal?

"The matter of the great drought is related to you."

Chu Xinghe looked at Ye Wuxin and spoke.

Ye Wuxin was stunned.

The Emperor was also stunned.

"Immortal, my Third Prince is diligent in military and political affairs and treats the people like his own children. Why would it start because of him?"

Ye Wuxin looked at Chu Xinghe, coldness in the depths of his eyes.

Chu Xinghe knew they naturally wouldn't believe it.

He just shook his head.

"Forget it, let's solve the drought first."

Hearing Chu Xinghe's words, the father and son both looked at him.

Chu Xinghe looked up at the sky.

Auspicious clouds gathered around him.

A True Dragon Phantom Image emerged in the sky.

Rumble.

In the sky, thunderclouds rolled.

In an instant, a torrential rain poured down.

The Emperor felt the cold rain hitting his face.

His eyes gradually reddened, mixing with the rainwater.

"Good, good."

Beside him, Ye Wuxin stared blankly at Chu Xinghe.

Is this the legendary power of an Immortal?

Just by forming a few hand seals with his fingers,

He could change the problem facing their Great Yan.

The Emperor fell to his knees before Chu Xinghe with a thud.

"Thank you, Immortal, for granting my Great Yan the Heavenly Dew and saving my people from suffering."

Seeing The Emperor kneel, Ye Wuxin did not hesitate either.

One hour later.

The heavy rain disappeared.

The scent of moist earth still lingered at the tip of the nose.

On the carriage,

The Emperor looked at Chu Xinghe respectfully.

It truly is the power of heaven and earth.

As expected of an Immortal.

"Immortal, I have a request."

Chu Xinghe looked at the Great Yan monarch.

"No need to say more. I only have a fated connection with Great Yan. Once it is resolved, I will leave."

The Emperor sighed, his eyes filled with complexity and helplessness.

"Immortal, I want to announce today's events to Great Yan and cast a golden statue for you."

Chu Xinghe shook his head.

"Announcing the matter is enough, skip the golden statue."

The Emperor could only helplessly agree.

Two hours later.

The entire Great Yan knew.

The drought in Daxing Prefecture had been solved by an Immortal.

It caused a huge stir throughout Great Yan.

Soon, even the entire True Spirit World knew.

An Immortal has appeared.

Some even speculated that Great Yan would rule the True Spirit World in this era.

Being able to attract the help of an Immortal meant that the Mandate of Heaven was with Great Yan.

Chu Xinghe lived in the depths of the palace, a place of tranquility.

Without the monarch's order, no one was allowed to disturb the Immortal's quiet cultivation; violators would be severely punished.

However, at this time,

Chu Xinghe looked at Ye Wuxin standing before him.

After witnessing Chu Xinghe's methods, Ye Wuxin felt admiration.

More importantly, Chu Xinghe's words.

The matter of the drought started because of him.

This added a layer of worry to his heart.

He could only request to see Chu Xinghe.

Much to his surprise,

Chu Xinghe met him easily.

"Immortal Master, please resolve my doubts."

Ye Wuxin knelt down.

Chu Xinghe waved his arm.

Ye Wuxin stood up directly.

"There is a fated connection between you and me."

"Back when I was in seclusion and about to undergo Ascension, I sensed this connection, which is why I came."

Hearing this, Ye Wuxin was about to kneel again.

"I do not take disciples easily. This Opportunity lies with you, not me."

Ye Wuxin was very smart when it came to killing and handling government affairs.

But facing these words, he really couldn't understand.

What is the purpose?

Why do this?

Just said there's a fated connection.

Now won't let me become a disciple.

And says the Opportunity is on me.

What on earth is going on?

Chu Xinghe looked at him.

"You were born with the fate of the Lone Star of Heavenly Slaughter. When you were born, your mother died, and your Imperial Father loathed you. It was your diligence that earned you a sliver of a chance."

"But this sliver of a chance has reached its end. The drought is a sign."

Ye Wuxin fell silent.

That was a pain in his heart that could never be mentioned.

But this Immortal Master spoke of it without a single error.

"If today's matter isn't resolved, within three days at the latest, rumors will appear."

"That your birth caused the death of the Empress, and now that you've grown up, your killing intent is too heavy, bringing retribution upon the people of Great Yan."

Ye Wuxin sighed.

"Three months ago, I was ordered to the border. I killed a hundred thousand soldiers of Tianwu, buried a hundred and fifty thousand, and slaughtered six cities. The original hundred and fifty thousand surrendering soldiers and those city residents united to try and catch me off guard, but I discovered it."

"I don't regret it. We are in different camps. The people I lead are also my brothers; they have families and children. If I take them out, I must bring them back. If I am truly guilty, I am willing to bear it all."

Chu Xinghe looked at Ye Wuxin seriously.

This was also why Chu Xinghe was willing to give him a hand.

"Go back. Tell your Imperial Father that tomorrow you will accompany me on a tour of Chang'an."

Ye Wuxin nodded, his eyes filled with surprise and a touch of confusion.

He really didn't know what the Immortal Master was planning.

Chu Xinghe looked at his back.

Born with the fate of the Lone Star of Heavenly Slaughter, yet this fate is actually wavering.

Even his destiny has undergone a slight change.

Quite interesting.

But he probably isn't the person who wants to kill me.

That woman's methods are ruthless, cutting through the Gordian knot without the slightest hesitation, and her moves leave no room for chance.