Moving mountains and making seas: Great Yunmeng Marsh (2/3)

"Has the sky cleared up?"

Emerging quietly from the soil, a tiny Ginseng Doll looked up at the sky, its eyes filled with disbelief.

Several months of torrential rain and strong winds, coupled with the recent unrest.

The Ginseng Doll almost thought that it might never see the sunlight again in its life.

"Yes, the sky has indeed cleared up, and it has been clear for several days now."

Not far from the Ginseng Doll.

A large dog with horns on its head and leopard-like markings lazily flicked its tail.

This large dog is a canine spirit that roams this area, named "Jiao".

Because of its skill in hunting and its fondness for chasing various spirits and monsters in the mountains, it is quite famous among the Hundred Lands Mountain Range.

As for this tiny Ginseng Doll?

In every sense, he can be considered the cunning's "adoptive father."

After all, the Ginseng Doll only looks delicate; in reality, it is a ginseng spirit that has lived for at least five hundred years.

"Why didn't you call me out sooner? My roots are practically rotting!"

The Ginseng Doll, which looked like it was being coquettish and indeed was, complained.

If someone who didn't know the situation saw this, they might think that Jiao was the "adoptive father"!

"I'm just doing this as a precaution."

He rolled his eyes helplessly, feeling that he had been unusually attentive, but he hadn't received a good evaluation.

"As you know, the river gods and water spirits have been causing trouble lately, and even the water monsters are restless."

"But you yourself are a walking, breathing treasure, so it's always good to be cautious."

The Ginseng Doll admitted that the cunning man's words did make sense, but it still hit the nail on the head regarding the most fundamental reason.

"Is it because you've been too busy lately?"

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"While you were hunting down those troublesome spirits and gods with Pan Hu, do you know how worried I was about you!"

The concern Ginseng Doll is not an exaggeration at all.

The cunning thing has been doing lately, and every single one of it has terrified Ginseng Doll.

Especially when the Ginseng Doll learned that among the gods killed by Pan Hu and Jiaolie was a water god from the outside world, its worries became a reality.

The Ginseng Doll's ability to live for so long is largely due to its excellent information network.

After only a little inquiry, the Ginseng Doll learned the identity of the water god—the second son of Wuzhiqi, one of the culprits who instigated this flood.

"Look at you, that's why I don't want to talk to you about these things."

He sighed with a sense of helplessness.

As usual, Jiao tried to comfort his timid father.

"Don't worry, Pan Hu is my older brother, and he has always been very sensible in his actions."

"Besides, as you've seen the weather now, those so-called river gods and water gods can't stir up any big waves at all."

Seeing that his father still didn't believe him, Jiao had no choice but to reveal some unverified rumors.

"If you don't believe me, surely you should believe that Red-Haired Ghost God?"

"According to my information, this bright sunny weather is the work of that Red-Haired Ghost God."

"He has already prepared for a counterattack. Those water gods outside who are still trying to invade the Hundred Lands Mountain Range will be dealt with by Xiu sooner or later."

Just as the cunning man had predicted, the Ginseng Doll immediately showed a relieved expression upon hearing the news.

"So it was that great deity who made a move. No wonder." Let me tell you, that great deity is the first Heavenly Deity to be so active in all these years of our Hundred Lands Mountain Range.

"Compared to that so-called Undying Spring God, Heaven-Eroding Lord, he is the Hundred-Earth Heavenly Deity is truly worthy of our trust, you brat."

It seems the Ginseng Doll is about to officially enter "praise mode".

The cunning man immediately pulled down his ear flaps, completely ignoring what the other person said.

Anyway, what followed was nothing more than expressing its respect and worship for the Red-Haired Ghost God, and incidentally complaining about its disobedience [I wonder what kind of bewitching potion that Red-Haired Ghost God gave its father].

[He's only shown himself less than three times, yet his father, who trusts no one, believes him so much.]

"Is today the seventh day?"

As one of the few in the Hundred Lands Mountain Range who knew of the true form of the Red-Haired Ghost God,

While helping the villagers of Gao Family Village with sowing, Pan also kept an eye on the sun in the sky to count the days.

A week of consecutive sunny days brought smiles to the faces of all the Mountain Folk.

However, Pan Hu is more concerned about is: where did all the rain that should have fallen go?

Although this was an era dominated by mythology, the most fundamental law of conservation of mass still existed.

The water vapor and mist that gather above the Hundred Lands Mountain Range will not disappear into thin air.

Especially with even more moisture and fog pouring in from the outside, Pan was very curious about how that Red-Haired Ghost God dealt with all the excess moisture and fog.

"Could it be...?"

As if suddenly realizing something, Pan Hu abruptly turned his gaze towards the direction of Mount Yunmeng.

"You little brat! Do you want to flood the entire Mount Yunmeng?!"

Standing atop the highest point of Ghost God Cliff, Xiluo became unusually violent.

While spring has returned to the Hundred Lands Mountain Range, the area around Mount Yunmeng remains shrouded in torrential rain.

No, this can no longer be described as a downpour; it's as if the sky has collapsed.

The torrential rain poured directly into Mount Yunmeng, almost turning the surrounding area of dozens of miles into a vast swamp.

Most incredibly, Li Boyang, standing atop the altar, was still manipulating the changes in the Earth Veins and water veins in real time, altering the Mountain Terrain with Divine Ability powers that were almost unimaginable to ordinary people.

With a thunderous roar, mountains and rivers transformed into basins, and peaks into lakes.

The water level around Mount Yunmeng rose rapidly, visibly increasing.

If Li Boyang hadn't intentionally spread this change in Mountain Terrain towards the core area of the Hundred Lands Mountain Range, Li Household Village, the closest village to Mount Yunmeng, would have been swallowed up by the storm long ago.

Even so, looking at the lightning, gale, and torrential rain just a hair's breadth away, the Mountain Folk of Li Household Village couldn't help but tremble.

On one side is the blazing midday sun, and on the other is a torrential downpour. There seems to be a clear boundary between the two, neither interfering with the other, yet both existing simultaneously.

In just seven days, the original Mount Yunmeng was transformed into the real Yunmeng Marsh.

Except for the still towering Flying Peak.

This place has now become a super-large lake that gathers the water veins of the Hundred Lands Mountain Range.

"Moving mountains and creating seas" became a real phenomenon at this moment.

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