Each time the floodwaters receded, countless people knelt on the ground, kowtowing and shouting things like "Dragon, Black Dragon God."

As their homes were rebuilt, the people came to revere it and built a temple to worship it.

Black Dragon God is already famous within the province.

The Black Dragon God statue is enshrined in Tianmen Mountain. The master at Tianmen Mountain is said to be efficacious, and the Black Dragon God has become even more famous.

There are also rumors from other provinces, and many people come to believe in it.

The Wu family never participated; they simply guarded the dragon vein.

If the government hadn't wanted them to relocate a few years ago, they wouldn't have noticed anything was wrong.

Wu Pinggui talked about this all night long.

Lin the Blind looked haggard, but he already had a direction in mind on how to break through.

Is there anything I can do to help you?

Wu Pinggui looked at Blind Lin and asked, and after discussing with Blind Lin all night, he realized that the Wu family had oversimplified things.

The black serpent cannot rely solely on the spiritual energy of the underground dragon veins to transform into a dragon; becoming a god is different from being created as a god.

That scoundrel is actually targeting the entire population of S province. If he succeeds, many people in the province will die, which is an immeasurable and unimaginable consequence.

Therefore, we must not let that scoundrel succeed.

"It's an atmospheric energy formation; I need your help to find the precise core of the formation."

Lin the Blind looked at Wu Pinggui and felt a sense of pressure, as Wu Pinggui was paralyzed from the waist down and had difficulty getting around.

“My granddaughter is capable, but Lan’er is more talented and has greater potential than me. Even if she doesn’t understand something, she can find the right answer through intuition. Lan’er knows the family’s mission and is not afraid to sacrifice herself, but I still want to shamelessly ask you to protect her safety.”

Wu Pinggui looked at Lin the Blind and said, enduring the pain.

Wu Lan is seven years old; she is a clever little girl.

But to adults, she is very weak.

The Wu family is not afraid of sacrifice, but they will fight desperately to survive if given the chance.

"Don't worry, as long as I'm alive, your granddaughter will be safe and sound."

Lin the Blind knew Wu Pinggui's concerns, and he made a guarantee.

"Dad, Master Lin, breakfast is ready."

Wu Wei came in from outside.

Lin the Blind just asked him to make breakfast, and after he ate, he and Su Tiantian were about to leave.

Breakfast was noodles, which Wu Wei and Qiu Ying made together.

Lin the Blind got up and went downstairs.

Wu Wei carried Wu Pinggui downstairs.

Lin the Blind went to the room and called Su Tiantian. Su Tiantian opened her eyes, rubbed them, got out of bed, and put on her shoes.

"Have a sip."

Blind Lin took out a bottle containing the Spirit Essence Liquid and gave it to Su Tiantian.

Su Tiantian shook her head: "Master, we should drink this sparingly and wait until another day."

I can still handle the physical fatigue now, and I'll recover in a few days.

Lin the Blind Man touched Su Tiantian's hair.

When Su Tiantian and Lin Xiazi sat down at the dining table, the Wu family had already made arrangements.

With slightly red eyes, Qiu Ying urged Wu Lan, "Lanlan, eat more."

Wu Lan nodded understandingly and tried to eat more.

After leaving the house, Qiu Ying secretly wiped away her tears and quickly went upstairs to pack Wu Lan's luggage.

Wu Wei went to arrange the car.

Wu Pinggui looked at Wu Lan and said solemnly, "Lan'er, you have a heavy responsibility on your shoulders, so you must be careful."

Wu Lan nodded solemnly: "Grandpa, I know."

After the meal, Su Tiantian and Lin the Blind took Wu Lan away.

As soon as they left, Wu Pinggui asked Wu Wei to notify the clansmen to hold a meeting.

Soon, men from every household came toward Wu Wei's house.

Everyone looked unwell, their faces gloomy and filled with despair.

They are of the Wu family lineage, and no matter how far away they are, they cannot escape it.

This is all because the current clan leader, Wu Pinggui, refuses to submit to Tianmen Mountain.

The children's poor health and the family's misfortunes were all because of Wu Pinggui. Thinking about these things, their eyes were filled with resentment.

"Dear relatives, I have some good news to tell you today..."

Wu Pinggui looked at his gloomy-faced clansmen and tried to encourage them, but he was interrupted by a voice before he could finish speaking.

The one who knelt down was Wu Laicai, his expression grief-stricken and his eyes filled with tears: "Clan leader, brother, I beg you, just admit it. So many people acknowledge it as a dragon, what difference does one more make?"

“I don’t care what benefits it will bring if it becomes a dragon, all I know is that my son is going to die. This morning, Fu Bao was vomiting blood…”

Wu Laicai wept bitterly. He was about the same age as Wu Pinggui, but his son was about the same age as Wu Pinggui's granddaughter. He was the son he had dreamed of all his life.

Everyone turned to look, feeling sympathy for Wu Laicai, and then couldn't help but look at Wu Pinggui.

Will Wu Pinggui agree?

“Brother Lai Cai, believe me, Fu You will be fine. He just needs to hold on for another half month. After half a month, everything will be alright.”

Wu Pinggui asked Wu Wei to help Wu Laicai up. He knew that everyone's morale was low, so he wanted to tell everyone the good news as soon as possible.

“Listen to me, our prayers have been answered. A wise man has come to save us. This time, that scoundrel will definitely be eliminated, and all our illnesses and torments will disappear.”

"In my nightmare yesterday, the master summoned lightning and struck that scoundrel snake so hard it was almost dead. It never dared to be arrogant again."

Wu Pinggui felt a sense of relief when he thought about last night.

"It seems like we really only had one nightmare last night..."

"Could it be that a master has really arrived? Will that scoundrel snake really be eliminated? That's a thousand-year-old demon!"

People were discussing it, and were skeptical of what Wu Pinggui said.

When a person is in despair, they can persevere even if there is only a glimmer of hope.

"What kind of expert is he? Don't be fooled by him. I saw it clearly. He sent Wu Lan away. He used a method to protect Wu Lan. His family bloodline has been preserved. In the end, all of us will die here."

"Wu Lan is a direct descendant, and she can still survive. Why should we be left to die here!"

Wu Laicai spoke angrily, his eyes red-rimmed, and for a moment, everyone fell silent.

The Wu family line is not very large; each household has either one girl or one boy, or at most one son and one daughter.

Once a daughter gets married and registers her household in her husband's family, she won't be affected.

Those at home have been suffering from nightmares lately, resulting in mental exhaustion and various physical ailments.

Originally, Wu Lan was also among those who were ill, but Wu Pinggui refused to admit it, so everyone tolerated their grievances.

Now that Wu Lan has passed away peacefully, the resentment among the people is hard to quell.

People knelt down and pleaded with Wu Pinggui: "Clan leader, it doesn't matter if we are torn apart, please send our children away too..."

Wu Pinggui never expected things to turn out this way. He anxiously explained, "Everyone, get up! I'm not lying, everything I said is true. You have to believe me! Lan'er went to help, she didn't run away. Let's hold on a little longer..."

"Persist, persist my ass! Your child has escaped, and my son is on the verge of death! Give up your position as clan leader, and your whole family get out! Everyone, think carefully about what I'm saying. If you believe me, we'll kick them out today and elect a new clan leader!" Wu Laicai shouted.