93: Chapter 93 The Feng Shui Formation is shrouded in mist? That's air pollution, give me artificial rain.

Panlong Mountain, in the northern suburbs of Donghai City.

A figure, reeking with a nauseating stench, stumbled into the dense shrubbery.

Ye Tianji panted heavily, his chest heaving violently, each breath accompanied by that lingering smell of a septic tank.

His white Tang suit, which had originally possessed an air of ethereal grace, was now an indescribable yellowish-brown, with bits of undigested vegetable fiber hanging from his hair.

"Gu Changan... If I, Ye Tianji, do not avenge this humiliation, I swear I am not a human!"

He gritted his teeth, his eyes bloodshot. Just moments ago at the Cloud Top Villa, he, a dignified successor of Mount Longhu, had actually been forced by a group of Mortals to jump into a cesspit just to barely escape with his life.

This was not just physical filth; it was a devastating blow to his Dao Heart.

"Fortunately, I had the foresight to keep an ace up my sleeve."

Ye Tianji wiped the grime from his face and revealed a sinister smile. This was Panlong Mountain, the only place in Donghai City where the natural Dragon veins converged.

As long as he set up a grand formation at this location and borrowed the Qi of the earth, he could turn a radius of ten miles into a dead zone.

He suddenly pulled from his bosom a handful of cinnabar talisman papers that had long been soaked by filth; although they looked miserable, the spiritual power fluctuations on them remained.

"System! Exchange all remaining Luck points for the 'Innate Eight Trigrams Maze Formation'!"

[Ding! Warning: Host's current hygiene condition is extremely poor. It is recommended to perform cleaning first...]

"Cut the crap! Exchange!"

[Deducted all Luck points! Innate Eight Trigrams Maze Formation activated!]

Hum—!

Following Ye Tianji's roar, several obscure beams of light shot into the surrounding tree trunks.

The next second, the originally clear mountaintop was suddenly hit by gale-force winds, and countless white mists gushed out from the ground, as if alive, rapidly swallowing the entire Panlong Mountain.

In just half a minute, the entire mountaintop was completely shrouded in thick, impenetrable white fog, making it impossible to see one's own hand in front of one's face.

Compasses spun wildly here, and even sunlight could not penetrate this eerie barrier.

Ye Tianji stood in the center of the formation eye, looking at the vast expanse of white, and finally let out a wild laugh of vengeance.

"Hahahaha! Come on! Gu Changan, don't you have high technology? Let's see how you break my maze formation!"

"This is an improved version of Zhuge Liang's Eight Trigrams Formation! Anyone who enters will surely be trapped in a 'ghost wall,' and within three days, they will be trapped to death inside! Even if you have radar and satellites, it's useless; this fog can shield all electromagnetic waves!"

At the foot of the mountain, several black Special Police riot vehicles had completely blocked the entrance to the mountain pass.

Inside the command vehicle, Gu Changan sat before the monitor, holding a cup of freshly brewed goji berry tea.

"Director, the target is lost."

Chen Xiaobei's fingers tapped rapidly on the Keyboard, his brows furrowed. "The drone's signal cut off as soon as it entered the white fog area, and the thermal imager is full of noise; it's impossible to see the situation inside."

On the screen, the entire Panlong Mountain area was marked as a large, glaring red blind spot.

Several experts from the Geological Bureau and the Meteorological Bureau gathered around, shaking their heads as they looked at the data. "This fog is too bizarre. The humidity is one hundred percent, the air pressure is abnormally low, and it completely defies current meteorological conditions. Moreover, there seems to be a special magnetic field interference in this fog; our communication equipment has all been affected."

"Of course it's bizarre." Gu Changan gently blew the foam off his cup. "This is someone engaging in feudal superstition, attempting to put up a desperate fight with a smoke screen."

He set down his teacup and picked up the walkie-talkie.

"Attention all units, do not force a breakthrough. In this kind of mountainous fog environment, entering rashly makes it easy to trip or get lost."

"Then what should we do? Director Gu, that old bastard reeks with a biochemical weapon-level stench; if we let him run, the source of the pollution will spread."

The Special Police Captain beside him looked serious.

Gu Changan pointed at the white fog on the screen, which was as thick as milk, and a cold smile curled on his lips.

"Run? Where is he going to run to?"

Gu Changan picked up a tablet and pulled up the real-time monitoring data from the Donghai City Environmental Protection Bureau.

"Look at this. The current PM2.5 level in the Panlong Mountain area has gone off the charts, and air visibility is less than five meters. According to the 'Law on the Prevention and Control of Atmospheric Pollution,' this constitutes a serious local air pollution incident."

Since it is pollution, then solve it using pollution control methods.

"Connect me to the Meteorological Bureau's Artificial Weather Modification Office." Gu Changan's voice was calm and forceful. "Tell them that an extremely strong temperature inversion layer has appeared in the Panlong Mountain area. To prevent the smog from spreading and affecting the city's air quality, I am requesting to immediately implement artificial rain enhancement operations."

"But Director Gu, the weather forecast says it's a sunny day..."

"If I say there will be rain, there will be rain." Gu Changan glanced indifferently out the window. "For the sake of the respiratory health of the people of Donghai City, this bit of funding cannot be saved."

Three minutes later.

At a meteorological operation point five kilometers away from Panlong Mountain.

Four pickup trucks carrying rain enhancement rocket launchers slowly raised their barrels, the pitch-black muzzles pointing obliquely at the sky, locking onto that eerie white fog.

"Target locked, elevation angle 45 degrees, fire!"

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

With several shrill whistles, twelve rain enhancement rockets, trailing long tails of flame, tore through the sky and plunged headlong into the thick cloud and fog on the top of Panlong Mountain.

Boom! Boom!

Muffled explosions rang out in the clouds, and the silver iodide catalyst instantly filled the entire airspace.

The water vapor that had originally been forcibly gathered by Ye Tianji rapidly condensed into ice crystals under the effect of the catalyst, and then melted into raindrops.

Splosh—!

In less than ten minutes, Panlong Mountain, which had originally been clear and sunny, suddenly experienced a downpour.

This was not ordinary rain; at Gu Changan's request, the Meteorological Bureau had increased the dosage, and this was an extremely heavy downpour that even included small hail.

In the formation eye on the mountaintop.

Ye Tianji was sitting cross-legged on the ground, closing his eyes to rest, imagining the scene of Gu Changan kneeling and begging for mercy.

Suddenly, a drop of cold liquid landed on his forehead.

He frowned, and before he could react, it was followed by a second drop, a third drop...

The torrential rain, like a river pouring from the heavens, instantly soaked him to the bone.

"Where did this rain come from?!"

Ye Tianji opened his eyes in horror.

His pride and joy, the "maze fog," was dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye under the washing of this unreasonable downpour.

Those hallucinogenic particles that had originally been suspended in the air were directly swept up by the rainwater and slammed into the mud.

What was even more fatal were those cinnabar talisman papers he had placed on the surrounding tree trunks earlier.

Those were cinnabar and yellow paper used for drawing talismans! They were most afraid of water!

With a series of "hissing" sounds, those talisman papers stuck to the trees were instantly turned into pools of red and yellow rotten paper pulp under the washing of the downpour, sliding down the tree bark to the ground and becoming a pile of waste paper.

"My formation! My Innate Eight Trigrams Formation!"

Ye Tianji rushed over like a madman, trying to use his body to protect the talisman papers, but the rain was too heavy, so heavy that he couldn't open his eyes, and even breathing was difficult.

Having lost the spiritual support of the talisman papers, the fog that had originally shrouded the mountaintop dissipated completely in the blink of an eye.

The so-called "ghost wall" magnetic field also completely disintegrated under the violent washing of nature.

A few minutes later, the rain gradually subsided.

The entire Panlong Mountain looked as if it had been given a bath, and the air was incredibly fresh.

Ye Tianji stood on the muddy mountaintop like a drowned rat, soaked through, his hair plastered to his scalp; his clothes, which had been covered in excrement, were now mixed with rainwater and mud, and black water dripped down his pant legs.

He stared blankly at the sky, completely stunned.

He had calculated all the secrets of heaven; he had calculated that Gu Changan would break the formation, and even calculated that there might be experts fighting with magic.

But the one thing he didn't calculate was that the other side would actually call the Meteorological Bureau directly!

Is this guy even human?!

Just then, a harsh sound of electric current suddenly echoed through the empty valley.

Buzz—

That was the sound of a high-power police loudspeaker.

"People on the mountain, listen up! I am Gu Changan from the Donghai City Bureau of Abnormal Affairs!"

Gu Changan's voice, which lacked any emotional fluctuation, was amplified by dozens of loudspeakers, making Ye Tianji's eardrums buzz.

"According to Article 25 of the 'Forest Fire Prevention Regulations,' it is forbidden to use fire in the wild within forest fire prevention areas. Satellite monitoring just detected you burning a large number of talisman papers in the forest area; this constitutes a serious violation."

"In addition, in view of the environmental pollution caused by your public urination and defecation, as well as the unauthorized construction of superstitious facilities on the mountaintop, you will now be punished for multiple offenses."

At the foot of the mountain, Gu Changan put down the walkie-talkie, looked at the small black dot shivering in the pouring rain on the monitor, and turned to wave his hand at the Special Police beside him.

"Since we've finished giving him a bath, go up and arrest him. Remember to bring disinfectant; don't dirty the police car."

The Special Police Captain had long been unable to hold back; he slammed his foot on the accelerator, and the riot vehicle roared as it charged up the mountain road.