"The sky... has cleared up?"
A tiny Ginseng Doll quietly erged from the soil, gazing up at the sky with an incredulous look in its eyes.
After months of violent storms, followed by recent unrest,
the Ginseng Doll almost believed it might never see sunshine again in its lifeti.
"Indeed, the sky has cleared up, and it's been clear for several days now."
Not far from the Ginseng Doll,
a large dog with a horn on its head and leopard-like spots lazily swished its tail.
This big dog was a canine Spirit Monster wandering in the area, known as "Jiao."
Because it excelled in hunting and enjoyed chasing various Spirit Monsters in the mountains, it was quite well-known in the Hundred Lands Mountain Range.
As for this little Ginseng Doll?
In every sense, it could be considered Jiao's "foster father."
After all, though the Ginseng Doll appeared tender and young, it was actually at least a five-hundred-year-old ginseng spirit.
"Then why didn't you call out sooner? My roots are almost moldy!"
The Ginseng Doll complained in a manner that seed like whining, and indeed, it was whining.
If soone unaware saw this scene, they might have thought Jiao was the "foster father"!
"Wasn't I just being cautious?"
Jiao rolled its eyes helplessly, feeling that it had been thoughtful for once, but received no appreciation.
"You know that during this ti, those River Gods and Water Gods have been causing trouble, and even water-dwelling Spirit Monsters have been restless..."
"And you yourself are a walking treasure; being cautious is never wrong."
The Ginseng Doll agreed that Jiao had a point, yet it also pointed out the fundantal reason.
"Is it because you've been too busy lately?"
"Hunting those troubleso Spirit Monsters and Gods with Panhu, do you know how worried I am about you!"
The Ginseng Doll's concerns were not exaggerated in the least.
Everything Jiao had done recently was enough to make the Ginseng Doll extrely anxious.
Especially when the Ginseng Doll learned that among the Gods hunted by Panhu and Jiao was an outsider Water God, its worries beca reality.
The Ginseng Doll, having lived for so long, was naturally well-inford.
With just a bit of inquiry, the Ginseng Doll discovered the identity of that Water God — the second son of Wuzhiqi, one of the culprits behind this flood disaster.
"You see, that's why I didn't want to tell you about these things."
With a rather helpless sigh,
Jiao, as usual, comforted this always timid old father of his.
"Don't worry; Panhu is my big brother. He's always been very asured in his actions."
"Moreover, you've seen the weather now; those unruly River Gods and Water Gods can't stir up much trouble."
Seeing his old father still displaying a disbelieving look, Jiao had no choice but to disclose so unverified rumors.
"If you don't believe , you should at least believe in the Red-haired Ghost God, right?"
"According to my information, this sunny weather is the Red-haired Ghost God's doing."
"He has already prepared for a counterattack. Those Water Gods still trying to invade the Hundred Lands Mountain Range will be dealt with by Him sooner or later."
Just as Jiao predicted, upon hearing this news, the Ginseng Doll imdiately showed a bit of relief.
"So it's that Great God who's intervened; no wonder..."
"Let tell you, that Great God is the first so active Celestial God in our Hundred Lands Mountain Range for so many years."
"Compared to that so-called Immortal Spring God and Celestial Erosion Monarch, He is the truly trustworthy Hundred Earth Celestial God, you rascal..."
Seeing the Ginseng Doll about to officially enter "praise mode,"
Jiao's ears drooped imdiately, not taking the other's words to heart at all.
After all, the words that followed would rely express its respect and admiration for the Red-haired Ghost God, along with complaints about its own disobedience.
[I don't know what kind of mind-altering potion that Red-haired Ghost God gave the old man...]
[Even though He has only appeared less than three tis, He managed to make the old man, who trusts no one, have such trust in Him.]
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"Today's the seventh day, right?"
As one of the few in the Hundred Lands Mountain Range who knew the true form of the Red-haired Ghost God,
Panhu was helping the villagers of Gao Family Village with planting while still taking ti to look up at the sky, counting the days with the sun.
A week of sunny weather had caused smiles to unconsciously spread across the faces of all the mountain people.
However, Panhu was more concerned about where the rain that was supposed to fall had gone.
Even though this was primarily a mythological era, the basic law of conservation of mass still existed.
The water vapor clouds gathered over the Hundred Lands Mountain Range wouldn't just disappear into thin air.
Especially with more water vapor clouds streaming in from the outside, Panhu was eager to know how the Red-haired Ghost God was dealing with this excess water vapor.
"Could it be..."
As if suddenly realizing sothing, Panhu suddenly directed his gaze towards Yunng Mountain.
"You little rascal! Are you trying to flood the entire Yunng Mountain!?"
Standing at the highest point of Ghost God Cliff, Xiluo uncommonly erupted in rage.
While the entire Hundred Lands Mountain Range was experiencing a revival of spring, only the vicinity of Yunng Mountain was still being pounded by heavy rain.
No, this couldn't even be described as heavy rain anymore; it was as if the sky had torn a hole.
Torrential rain poured directly into Yunng Mountain, nearly turning the surrounding dozens of miles into a wetland.
Most astonishingly, standing on the altar, Li Boyang was still manipulating the Earth Vein and Water Vein in real-ti, using divine power beyond ordinary imagination to alter the mountain formation and terrain here.
Rumbling...
Mountains turned into basins, peaks into lakes.
The water around Yunng Mountain amassed at a visible speed.
If Li Boyang hadn't deliberately directed this mountain formation change towards the core area of the Hundred Lands Mountain Range, Li Family Village, the closest to Yunng Mountain, would have long since been consud by storms and rain.
Even so, seeing the lightning, gales, and downpours separated by a re line, the mountain people of Li Family Village couldn't help but shiver.
On one side was the noon sun, on the other was a torrential rain...
It was as if an invisible boundary existed between them, coexisting without interfering with each other.
In just seven days, the original Yunng Mountain had turned into the true Yunng Marsh.
Except for the still towering Feilai Peak.
This place had beco a supermassive lake, the central hub of all the Water Veins in the Hundred Lands Mountain Range.
"Move mountains and create seas" had in this mont beco a tangible reality.
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