Wang Yue waited until the two kingdoms had finished their handover before making his appearance. He left the imperial city with Tan Tai Jin, then met up with Ye Xi Wu and the others. After that, he began teaching Tan Tai Jin a few spells.
They were all simple spells for summoning wind and rain. They were easy for cultivators, but Tan Tai Jin found them fascinating and put his whole heart into learning them.
Ye Xi Wu, on the other hand, had no interest in them. After all, she could already use these spells five hundred years in the future. Seeing everything progress in a positive direction, she simply began to enjoy life.
After mastering the spells, Tan Tai Jin became even more eager to help the people. Wherever there was a drought, he went, earning the faith power of the local people and creating a virtuous cycle.
As it happened, the war between the two kingdoms had only just ended when drought struck. Xiao Lin was terribly worried. After all, he had promised to make sure the people could live better lives.
Xiao Lin had only just unified the land when a severe drought hit. Worried that he had broken his oath and would bring down endless calamities, he spent his days on edge and his nights sleepless.
As luck would have it, the drought-stricken area was the Fifth Prince's fief. The Fifth Prince was a debauched, extravagant man. Resentful that Xiao Lin had taken the throne, he oppressed the people and secretly trained troops, hoping to rebel one day.
Then a miraculous scene unfolded: the Fifth Prince was struck by a sudden thunderbolt on a clear day and killed on the spot.
When word of this spread, people across the land were stunned. They all remembered the