89: The earth trembled violently, a severe drought was imminent! A great demon had come seeking an audience!
“The River God just sent a letter yesterday saying she doesn't have enough Spirit Pills to eat."
Bai Ling pulled out a letter, shook it, and said.
“This is outrageous! Absolutely impossible!”
Xu Qing looked at the words in the letter—two out of three lines were requesting more Spirit Pills—and immediately shook his head, saying, “Even the best Spirit Pills can't be eaten like rice! Three bottles of Spirit Pills per meal? Do you eat like that in the Demon Spirit Realm?”
Bai Ling covered her mouth and laughed. The Two Fox Demon Sisters were quite surprised to hear this, and their impression of that River God sister changed slightly again.
“She just has a naturally large appetite, darling, hurry up and go~”
Bai Ling's smile was like a flower, and her voice was sweetly pleading.
Both she and Liu Mei doted on the River God immensely, sometimes feeding her as if she were their daughter.
“This is a sin! If we hadn't taken the Four Regions of Fierce Tooth Mountain this time, the Taihang Mountains would have been eaten into poverty.”
Xu Qing sighed. He didn't even have time to take another look at his wives and child before turning around to prepare for Alchemy of Spirit Pills again.
Tushan Nanyu and Tushan Yiyi exchanged glances, and a hint of a smile appeared in their eyes.
The Xu Qing who used violent methods in battle formed a stark contrast with the Xu Qing of this moment.
They had never expected that Xu Qing, who possessed great power and profound Spell knowledge, would dote on his wives so much.
Now it seemed... he really was a good husband.
The same thought arose simultaneously in the hearts of the two sisters... Tushan Nanyu and Tushan Yiyi temporarily settled down in the Taihang Mountains.
They talked all night long with Bai Ling and Liu Mei, enthusiastically discussing the wedding arrangements.
To hold a wedding, a suitable venue was naturally required.
Holding it directly in the wilderness would be too shabby.
After discussion among the Demonesses, they decided to construct a suitable location.
Tushan's ancient records contained similar books, and since Bai Ling grew up in the Demon Spirit Realm, she had impressions of various architectural styles, which further enhanced their efforts.
After finishing their discussion, they came to find Xu Qing and informed him of the results of their consultation.
Xu Qing naturally had no objections.
As a Great Demon with thousands of years of Cultivation Level, living continuously in a simple lair wasn't appropriate; it was time to improve their living environment.
He immediately ordered his subordinate Great Demons and lesser demons to cooperate with the Fox Demon sisters' command and construct a new complex of buildings.
No one dared to disobey the Snake King's orders.
Especially Fat Ball and Skinny Egg, upon learning that the Great King was holding a wedding, became extremely excited and volunteered to participate, bustling about with exceptional enthusiasm.
Several days later.
Tushan Nanyu and Tushan Yiyi returned to Tushan.
Xu Qing accompanied them. He planned to consult the ancient records within Tushan to solve a major problem.
At the same time.
Including Tushan, the Demon Cultivators from the ten territories surrounding the Taihang Mountains all became active, gradually dedicating themselves to the wedding preparations... Time quietly slipped away.
The twenty-first year of Emperor Jingtai's reign, late spring and early summer.
From the Capital City of Great Gan, an imperial decree was issued from the Longevity Palace.
Emperor Jingtai had obtained a bottle of Immortal Pills and invited experts from across the land to enter the Capital City and share them.
When the news spread, the world was shaken.
The common populace of Great Gan knew that ever since His Majesty entered middle age, he had become obsessed with seeking immortality and Alchemy, meditating daily in the Longevity Palace and neglecting court affairs.
As time went on, the imperial administration became chaotic, corrupt officials ran rampant, and all living beings suffered!
Even though they knew it was a crime of great disrespect punishable by the extermination of nine generations of kin, many common people often sighed deeply late at night.
“Why hasn't Your Majesty died yet?”
Now, upon hearing that His Majesty had obtained Immortal Pills, the common people sighed even more frequently.
While the common people lamented, those who practiced cultivation were excited yet puzzled.
If he had something this good, would the Emperor really bring it out for us to share?
Harboring doubts, Cultivators from all regions flocked to the Capital City, wanting to investigate the truth.
The border Prefecture Governments, including Yun Prefecture, were the same.
However.
Just as the Cultivators from Yun Prefecture and other places arrived at the Capital City, trouble arose.
Since the beginning of this year, not a drop of rain had fallen in several areas of Yun Prefecture, and the potential for drought was already present everywhere.
Misfortunes never come singly!
A Drought Demon had emerged, scorching the land for a thousand miles!
The Demon Slaying Division and the other two divisions, along with the Cultivators remaining in various places, were greatly alarmed. They all took action and killed it as quickly as possible.
But the disaster could no longer be contained. The ground in several areas of Yun Prefecture was parched, and the land cracked for ten thousand miles.
The crops planted during the spring plowing withered and died, plunging countless common people into despair.
Drought... was imminent!
The common people all knew that drought meant death!
Those with foresight and some spare money immediately pulled out all their savings and rushed into the City to buy and store grain.
But how could the common people be as sharp as the merchants? Grain prices skyrocketed everywhere.
Major grain merchants even came out to aggressively purchase grain.
For a time, all parts of Yun Prefecture were thrown into chaos.
In desperation, the common people came before the City God Temples everywhere, set up altars, knelt on the ground, and begged the City God for mercy and rain.
The Fengyang City God Temple, not far from the Taihang Mountains, was no different.
A massive, dense crowd gathered in front of the City God Temple, kneeling and praying devoutly.
Wisps of faint green Qi flew out from their bodies, all surging into the Underworld Office beneath the City God Temple.
Massive amounts of Incense Offerings converged here. The various Underworld Officials of the Fengyang City God Temple were all beaming, their faces filled with excitement and greed.
Incense Offerings were the source of their power and the foundation upon which they survived.
“Lord! So many Incense Offerings, more than we gathered in the entire previous year!”
A Military Officer shouted excitedly.
The Fengyang City God, Huang Yushu, was equally delighted, and the gloom that had long lingered between his brows dissipated slightly.
This was the first time he had been this happy since he was tricked by that detestable Jingyue River God.
Taking a deep breath of the surrounding green Qi, he displayed a look of contentment and comfort.
But immediately afterward, the prayers of the ten thousand people entered his ears.
The Fengyang City God's brow immediately furrowed.
“Praying for rain...”
He muttered to himself, raised his head, and his gaze passed through the earth to look at the cloudless sky.
Divine Dao Cultivators like City Gods and Earth Gods all possess Spells for praying for rain; consuming Incense Offerings allows them to summon heavy rain.
At this moment, the green Qi within the City God Temple's Underworld Office was dense, making the execution of the rain-summoning Spell extremely easy.
However, the Fengyang City God had no intention whatsoever of casting the rain-summoning Spell.
When he was first conferred his title by the Great Gan Imperial Court, various rules were established.
If he were to summon rain without an order from the Yellow Register, he would be suspected of illegally gathering Incense Offerings and would definitely face the destruction of his mountain and temple!
Therefore.
The Fengyang City God dared not even entertain the thought of immediately summoning rain!
The fat-headed and large-eared Huang Yushu shook his head, ignored the sounds in his ears, picked up a cup of tea, and tasted it carefully.
Meanwhile.
In the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains, where Tushan is located.
A Great Demon rushed to the Tushan Ancestral Land to request an audience with Xu Qing!