Yun Yuan closed his eyes again, his face solemn. He put his index finger and ring finger together and pointed towards the sky. The sky instantly became gloomy.
"Tick, tick." It's raining.
Everyone cheered and laughed, and tears came to their eyes, mixing with the rain, making it impossible to tell whether it was rain or tears.
"Mom, don't cry. Raining is something to be happy about."
"That's great! I wonder if it's raining in my hometown..."
Because of her successful rain prayer, Yun Yuan's name gradually became known to people, and everyone affectionately called her the Little Heavenly Master.
The rain was getting heavier, but the people were reluctant to leave the rain-praying platform. They flocked to Yun Yuan and expressed their gratitude and respect to her.
"Little Heavenly Master, if it weren't for you, everyone in our village would have perished in Guimeng City." A village chief who had led the villagers to escape famine said gratefully, "I will go back and build a longevity temple for you, Little Heavenly Master, and worship you for generations to come."
The villagers who followed him nodded in agreement: "I support the village chief's decision. This is not just a rain, it is our lifeline."
"The Taoist priest from Qingqi Mountain failed to summon rain four times, but the young Taoist priest summoned it with a single tap of his finger on the rain-praying platform. He's much more powerful than the Taoist priest from Qingqi Mountain. Our village will also build a shrine to him when we return."
Yun Yuan's eyes rolled, and she said, "There's no need for a Changsheng Temple. If you really want to thank me, I'll give you a statue. You can burn incense there, and the statue will bless you."
"Really?" Seeing Yun Yuan nod, the village chief was delighted: "I will go to worship you every day after I return to the village."
Yun Yuan took out a statue from the space and handed it to the village chief. "The fox is a symbol of wisdom. I like foxes. You must take good care of this statue and don't lose it."
The village chief nodded solemnly: "I swear to protect the statue of the little Taoist priest until my death!"
Yun Yuan: "That's not necessary. Your lives are the most precious. The statue is just a dead object. If it is stolen, there is no need to feel guilty. It can only be considered that we are not destined to have it."
"How can that be?" The village chief carefully wrapped up the statue and said, "Don't worry, little Taoist priest. Everyone in our village knows a little bit of martial arts, so we can definitely protect the statue."
The first statue was given away in this way.
Some villages also asked Yun Yuan for statues, and Yun Yuan gave away four statues in total.
After the crowd dispersed, Yun Yuan turned around in a good mood and met Jiuli's smiling eyes. He gently extended his hand to her.
"Let's go, let's go back."
The rain-praying mission was a complete success, and soon spies came to report that in addition to Guimeng City, it had rained in several nearby cities. Once the drought was alleviated, the refugees would return home on their own.
After dinner in the evening, a group of people discussed what to do next in the county government office. They were all trivial matters. Yun Yuan felt drowsy while listening to them, and her little head nodded.
Xuanyuan Chengyin looked at her with a faint smile in his eyes.
"A great disaster is accompanied by a great epidemic. Your Highness has investigated in the city and found that many people have contracted the epidemic due to long journeys and sleeping in the open air. They were already weak, and now they have been caught in the rain. Relying solely on medicinal herbs for relief is not a solution, and there is not enough supply of medicinal herbs in the city."
Jiuli inconspicuously moved closer to Yun Yuan and said, "Many people died in this drought, and a haze has enveloped the city. We can perform a prayer dance to bless the nearby cities."
The scene suddenly became quiet and no one spoke.
Yun Yuan belatedly looked up and saw Jiuli, Xuanyuan Chengyin, and the prefect all looking at her. The sleepiness immediately disappeared and she asked hesitantly, "Do you mean I should come?"
Jiuli raised the corners of his mouth slightly, with a subtle and affectionate smile flashing in his eyes, and said: "The prayer dance can only be performed by women. You did a great job praying for rain just now. I believe you will succeed this time as well." His voice was full of pride and trust.
"Uh..." Yun Yuan said, "Why don't you ask me if I can dance?"
Jiuli thought of her soft figure and said as a matter of course: "I think you can."
Yun Yuan touched her nose. She really could do it. She didn’t know how Jiuli could tell.
"Okay, I'll try."
The Qishen Dance also originated from the witch clan. Unlike praying for rain by using spells to communicate between heaven and earth, the Qishen Dance uses dance to communicate between heaven and earth. Every movement has strict requirements. Any mistake will result in all previous efforts being wasted and one will have to start over again.
Xuanyuan Chengyin asked, "Miss Yun, when do you think you will be able to perform this Qishen Dance?"
Yun Yuan took out a book on witchcraft and gently turned the pages with her slender white fingers, thinking that the movements in it were not difficult for her.
So he replied, "It will be in an hour."
Xuanyuan Chengyin was shocked and suspected that he had heard it wrong.
Qishen Dance is not a dance that ordinary people can master. It has extremely high requirements for dancers. Not only must they have excellent dancing skills, but they must also have deep spiritual power and control.
The last time the Qishen Dance was performed was by the Holy Maiden of the Witch Clan, and it has been more than ten years now.
Xuanyuan Chengyin thought that even for a talented dancer, it would take at least a month of careful preparation and practice to learn such a difficult dance. Could Yun Yuan really learn it within an hour?
He couldn't help but ask, "Miss Yun, are you sure it's one hour?"
Yun Yuan nodded with absolute certainty. She was very confident in her dancing skills. As for her control over spiritual power, she had been in the world of immortal cultivation before, so as long as she didn't practice swordsmanship...
Well, let’s not talk about it.
She said, "Don't worry, Your Highness. A sick person can't wait that long. The faster we act, the better."
Jiuli said: "I believe in your ability."
The two looked at each other, their eyes intertwined, with a faint affection flowing in them, as if time had frozen for a moment.
Xuanyuan Chengyin coughed lightly, interrupting their eye contact.
"Your Highness has ordered people to inform the people of the city that you will perform the prayer dance on the altar at midnight tonight."
Yun Yuan responded with a faint smile.
The prefect assigned Yun Yuan a courtyard to study Qi Shen Wu. Yun Yuan closed the door and let the system teach her every move according to the book.
Her movements were a little awkward at first, but as time went on, she became more and more proficient, doing every movement just right.
An hour later, she stopped what she was doing and the system nodded with satisfaction.
[Very good, I've mastered it completely. From now on, I just need to focus on controlling my spiritual power to ensure that everything goes well.]
When the gate was opened, Jiuli and Xuanyuan Chengyin, who were standing at the door, saw her come out and looked at her nervously.
Yun Yuan nodded at them and they breathed a sigh of relief.
At the hour of Hai, the altar was surrounded by crowds of people.
"Look, the little Taoist priest is here!"
With a shout, everyone stretched their necks to look at the altar.
At this time, dark clouds covered the moon and there was a light rain falling sporadically from the sky. It was difficult to see clearly in the darkness, but it did not dampen everyone's enthusiasm.
Yun Yuan appeared on the stage with a calm expression, silently chanted a spell, pointed to the sky, and the rain stopped immediately.
The clouds dispersed, and the cold moonlight shone down, casting a soft glow over everything.
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