As an official, what's wrong with raising a few monsters?

Chapter 358 A Thief Who Steals the Country by Using the Law
"Lord Ming, is this... alright?"

Beside Mingchen, the cultivators who had finished their work looked at the raging flood and asked Mingchen with some concern.

These cultivators, in the darkness, peer into the Dao of Heaven, possessing a kind of inexplicable subconsciousness.

They cannot rely on supernatural powers to change the course of events. If they act rashly and involve too many causes and effects, they will suffer retribution sooner or later.

They have certain boundaries in their minds; they can only use their magic to help the forces they support to a certain extent.

Such a move—dredging up the dikes to attack the city and drown an army—is somewhat excessive.

Upon hearing this, Mingchen shrugged and said, "What's wrong with it?"

Didn't the six brothers of Kuxing also attack him first without warning?

Why is it that others are allowed to touch him, but he is not allowed to touch others?
How can there be such a truth in the world?
Mingchen is not the type to take a beating without fighting back!
He has methods that the other party doesn't, so why not use them?
Soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals, and immortals against immortals all depend on the other side having an immortal!

He's not a cultivator, so he doesn't feel anything. He'll just act when the time comes!

If we can take advantage of this opportunity to get rid of Tian Hong and his gang, that would be perfect!

However, in the next instant...

He seemed to have seen something interesting, and he narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at Cheng Jincheng in the distance.

"The water is coming!"

"The water's here!"

"Quick, pack your things!"

"be careful……"

"What...what should we do?!"

……

The floodwaters surged in, and the soldiers, already suffering from the continuous torrential rains, were already in a low-lying area of ​​Chengjin City.

Now, the floodwaters are surging in, crashing against the city walls.

Even the highly skilled troops under Tian Hong's command experienced a temporary collapse in morale, leaving the soldiers at a loss.

Natural disasters and man-made calamities are truly beyond human control.

The soldiers were willing to charge into battle and fight the enemy without fear of death.

But faced with the raging flood, the soaked armor, and the moldy grain, they were helpless.

This is no longer a situation they can handle.

Tian Hong was already very cautious and on guard.

However, his habitual thinking still lingers on conventional ideas.

In his view, even if it was pouring rain, it would still take a lot of time, manpower and resources to breach the river embankment and divert the water to attack the city.

Mingchen's forces were not superior, and Tian Hong was not trapped in the city. He only needed to send people to patrol and watch the river carefully.

Using water as a weapon requires favorable timing, location, and human factors; it's not a simple matter.

Even if he discovered Mingchen's intentions, he would still have time to prepare.

If Mingchen sends men, he will be able to immediately send troops to annihilate the enemy.

But unexpectedly... things didn't go as planned.

Things like magic and supernatural powers are always unpredictable.

He hadn't experienced much of what happened when cultivators participated in wars.

So all that caution and utmost care finally gave Mingchen an opportunity this time.

The Qishui River breached its banks, and a massive flood rushed into the city.

Such a powerful river would surely breach the earthen walls.

The city's food supplies, baggage, weapons, and armor were all destroyed.

What use is it if we have more troops than Mingchen?

With morale low, a single charge after the rain will be enough to crush their valiant Northern Fierce warriors.

Looking at the surging river, Tian Hong felt truly powerless this time.

He was a general, not a god.

I had planned for the future for a long time, but I never expected it to be ruined right before my eyes.

Before he could even make a move against Mingchen, the other party unexpectedly presented him with an unsolvable, deadly problem.

He could no longer wait for reinforcements from the Southern Qi and Northern Lie.

The tide has turned!

No wonder he spat out a mouthful of blood, and stars seemed to dazzle before his eyes.

This time, he really had no other choice.

There are few generals in the world who can win every battle. He has lost before, but he has never lost like this.

Nothing could be more desperate than this.

They had clearly tried their best and covered every aspect, but they were still defeated by a lower-dimensional attack.

The current situation filled him with heartache and despair; this defeat, which felt like a cheating act, left him powerless.

Looking at the raging flood, he felt as if his soul had been ripped away.

"General, pull yourself together!"

Cheng Xinqing quickly stepped forward and helped him up.

He could sense the feelings of the general he admired.

Tian Hong has really gotten old.

He had never seen the spirited general show such an expression before.

However... at that moment.

"General, don't panic, I'm here to help you."

"Boom boom boom!"

Thunder roared and thunderclaped from the dome.

Tian Hong paused, as if a vast voice seemed to emanate from the dome, seemingly extremely ethereal and distant.

They cannot distinguish between old and young, or between men and women.

Tian Hong, utterly despondent, seemed unsure whether he had heard clearly.

The strange monk from Daqi seemed to have said something to him before he left...

Someone will come to his aid.

"go……"

Then came another soft exclamation.

Something seemed to drift in from afar, growing infinitely larger in the sky and enveloping the entire Chengjin City.

"Has the rain stopped?"

"Wait a minute! It's still raining..."

"what is that?"

"This……"

……

Suddenly, the rain stopped falling on me.

The disorganized soldiers kept looking up at the dome, as if a semi-transparent dome had fallen from the sky, enveloping the entire city. Dark clouds covered the sun, the weather remained gloomy, and the rain pattered down, all hitting the dome without letting a drop leak through.

Meanwhile, outside the city walls.

The raging floodwaters seemed to encounter some kind of obstruction, unable to reach the city walls, and instead diverted and flowed elsewhere.

"This……"

Tian Hong, who was utterly despondent, was stunned for a moment.

I originally thought that the heavens were going to kill me.

But unexpectedly, another person from heaven came to his rescue.

A series of dramatic ups and downs, a moment of disorientation.

A gentle breeze blew by, and before anyone knew it, a figure appeared in front of them.

The newcomer appeared to be an old Taoist priest, dressed in an indigo Taoist robe, with a pale face and white hair, holding a whisk, looking quite ethereal and otherworldly.

"who are you?!"

The guards must ensure the general's safety.

Seeing an unpredictable and strange person suddenly appear before them, they quickly drew their weapons to protect Tian Hong and the others, and questioned the old Taoist priest with a wary expression.

Under the wary gazes of several soldiers, the old Taoist waved his hand without getting angry. He simply smiled and said to Tian Hong, "I am just a wandering traveler passing by. I saw injustice and came to help the general."

Upon hearing this, Tian Hong lowered his eyes.

The strange monk's parting words seemed to have come true.

The old Taoist priest, unaware of Tian Hong's thoughts, looked up at the magical dome that covered the entire city.

He formed a hand seal with one hand, and invisible magical power flowed.

He simply called out, "Li Shui, gather!" "What...what's going on?!"

"The water...the water went up to the sky."

"What kind of divine magic is this?"

The invisible dome trembled slightly.

To everyone's astonishment, the entire city was submerged by the flood, and the uncontrollable rainwater and river water seemed to be drawn by something, surging towards the dome in the sky.

The water flowed backwards, heading towards the sky – a truly awe-inspiring sight.

In the blink of an eye, the entire city was cleaned up of its floodwaters.

"This……"

"Lord Ming, this magic weapon is probably extraordinary..."

The city should have been destroyed by a massive flood.

Unexpectedly, the situation reversed in the blink of an eye.

Everything that happened in Chengjin City was naturally seen by Mingchen and his group who were watching the show from outside.

Several cultivators looked at the magical artifact that enveloped the entire city and sighed softly, then spoke to Mingchen.

"Oh?"

Another new person has arrived?

Mingchen was actually testing and probing the powerful figure behind Bei Lie.

He created this flood disaster using supernatural powers, and was also prepared for the other party to solve it using supernatural powers.

This can be considered forcing the other party to take action.

If this problem cannot be solved, then the invading force of Bei Lie can only wait to die.

Those hidden forces will only gradually reveal themselves through repeated tests and rule-breaking.

"Really?"

"I'd like to see……"

However... this time, Mingchen didn't want to let the other party off so easily.

After so many days of rain, it wasn't just Tian Hong's army that was being eroded by the rain.

His troops were also soaked, and their armor and provisions were damp.

If he lets the other party pass so easily, then he's worked for nothing.

He narrowed his eyes, and the warm, soft jade flashed past his hand.

He murmured softly, "You scoundrel Dong, you've been at ease for so long, lend me your magic."

Only the bright morning sun can reveal the ancient chapters of the Immortal Jade Record, and a new page is turned.

An eerie old man stood quietly amidst the paintings and calligraphy, dressed in a dragon robe, his eyes sinister yet insane.

The next instant, the surrounding cultivators were shocked and looked at their leader in disbelief.

How could a person's temperament change drastically in an instant?
Just moments ago, he was the same jovial and carefree, yet unpredictable, Duke.

In the blink of an eye, a cold wind blew by, but Mingchen seemed to have become a different person.

He resembled a high and mighty king, yet seemed somewhat mismatched; his eyes were upturned, unpredictable, and his whole being exuded a sinister and eerie aura.

Dong Zhenghong, a traitor who stole the country's wealth.

Whether good or bad, whether praised or cursed, he was remembered by the people and left a mark on this era, engraved in history.

This was the first time Mingchen had borrowed his technique.

Mingchen lowered his eyes, looking at his somewhat withered hands.

He then raised his head and gently waved it towards the sky above Chengjin City: "Come!"

……

"Taoist Priest!"

"The Taoist priest is truly a divine being!"

They had reached a dead end, but unexpectedly, things took a turn for the better, and a glimmer of hope appeared.

Not only did they keep the raging floodwaters outside, they also collected all the floodwaters that had overflowed into the city.

Even a composed person like Tian Hong couldn't help but feel excited after experiencing such great joy and sorrow, and couldn't help but express his gratitude to the mysterious old Taoist.

"On behalf of the Bei Lie Wan Jun, I thank the Taoist priest for his righteous rescue."

The old Taoist priest smiled and waved his hand, saying, "General, you flatter me."

However, they didn't have time to be happy for long.

The old Taoist's expression changed instantly. Ignoring his conversation with Tian Hong, he hurriedly formed a hand seal and shouted, "Withdraw!!!"

As if responding to the old Taoist's call, the magical dome that held back the rain and floodwaters trembled slightly.

Immediately afterwards, it transformed into a streak of light and flew away.

However... this magical treasure did not fall into the hands of the old Taoist priest.

"Boom boom boom!"

The next instant, without the protection of the magic weapon, the raging floodwaters followed closely behind, no longer diverted.

The floodwaters kept crashing against the city walls, and the rain poured down.

The city, which had just been safe, is once again in danger.

"what?"

"Why is it raining again?"

"What's the matter?"

"Water...so much water..."

……

The soldiers in the city were all dumbfounded.

What's going on with this water? It comes in, then gets taken away, then comes in again.

"Master, what's going on?"

The cold, icy rain slapped haphazardly against my face.

Tian Hong was also somewhat helpless.

I experienced great sorrow and joy, and then great sorrow again. I was saved, but it seems I wasn't completely saved.

He's not in grief or despair right now; he's just a little numb.

He raised his head and looked at the old Taoist priest with a questioning gaze.

The old Taoist priest, who had appeared with an air of otherworldly grace, was now too preoccupied to pay attention to him. His brows were furrowed, and his fingers were constantly forming hand seals, as if he were calculating something or casting some kind of spell.

However, it seems that this time there is no way to save Cheng Jincheng.

Soon, the floodwaters rushed into the city, turning it into a vast expanse of water.

The soldiers, who had just dried off, were once again subjected to the baptism of the tide and heavy rain.

The old Taoist priest looked up at Tian Hong and said, "General, this place will soon be flooded. Please move the troops quickly."

……

Mingchen's face was sinister. He toyed with a small bowl-like object in his withered hands, and said in a low, hoarse voice, "Good stuff~"

This magical artifact can be made large or small, and can repel fire and water, or attract fire and absorb water.

It's definitely a good product.

This is a great artifact; it's mine now.

You must hold your precious treasure tightly in your hands, be careful at all times, and never let go for even a moment.

Once you part with it, you must be careful; if someone sees it, they will covet it.

If they could steal a country, how much more so a magic weapon?
Magical treasures can be stolen as soon as they leave one's hands.

This is the law of Dong Zhenghong, the thief who stole the country.

It can weaken the enemy's power to the greatest extent and turn the magic weapon into my own.

He looked in the direction of Cheng Jincheng, and gently tilted the small bowl in his hand. In the next instant, a torrent of water poured down, even more turbulent than the river that had burst its banks.

This action left the surrounding cultivators completely stunned.

What happened? Did something happen to your kidneys?
They haven't seen it clearly yet!
In the blink of an eye, the magical artifact that could cover and protect an entire city fell into the hands of their Duke.
They knew very well that Mingchen was not a cultivator; he was just an ordinary person with vigorous blood and strong body, at most with the help of some divine birds, demons, and ghosts.

But in essence, he was just an ordinary person who had never cultivated and had no magical power whatsoever.

Ironically, he is able to use forces that defy common sense.

It's like he's become a completely different person; his demeanor has changed drastically.

There is even a supernatural power to capture other people's magical treasures and use them for my own purposes.

Looking at Ming Chen's sinister and indifferent smile, the group felt a chill run down their spines, as if they were being targeted by some villain, and unconsciously clutched their private parts tighter.

This Duke has made such a name for himself, and there are so many legends surrounding him... there must be a reason for it.

(End of this chapter)