The Ming Dynasty: Starting with the Somersault Cloud, Old Zhu was so envious he cried!

The torrent of water that had just poured down from the Vajra Bracelet soaked the entire parched land.

The barren land, long plagued by drought

A miracle that is visible to the naked eye is happening right now.

The land, which was originally barren and covered in dust,

Tender green shoots sprouted little by little, and the scattered greenery quickly spread out.

The old trees along the roadside, whose branches had long been withered and were on the verge of death, slowly unfurled their cracked bark.

New buds sprouted one after another from the branches, and in no time the branches became lush and the trees provided a canopy of green.

What's even more amazing is that the branches are soon laden with heavy, fresh fruit, and a faint fragrance wafts through the air.

The village outskirts, which were just moments ago desolate,

In just a short while, it was already full of life.

Xu Miaoyun was filled with shock, murmuring to herself, "How could such a miracle be accomplished?"

Zhu Ming, who was the instigator, wasn't really sure about it either.

But one can vaguely guess that all of this is probably related to the diamond bracelet in his hand.

And indeed, things turned out exactly as he had imagined.

This Vajra Bracelet is a precious treasure personally crafted by Laozi (the Supreme Lord Lao) using his elixir.

Having accompanied Laozi in his cultivation for countless years, it has long been imbued with abundant innate spiritual energy.

Previously, Zhu Mingyuan traveled to the Yellow River and used the Vajra Bracelet to collect a large amount of fresh Yellow River water.

The magical artifact's inherent spiritual power subtly transformed ordinary river water into spiritual water that nourishes all things.

The watering of the earth has brought about this miraculous scene of withered trees coming back to life and barren land bearing fruit.

But Zhu Ming knew nothing about all of this!

He raised his hand, removed the vajra bracelet from his neck, and held it in his palm, asking in a low voice, "Little bracelet, tell me, are you really the vajra bracelet of Laozi?"

No matter how he asked questions,

The diamond bracelet in his palm remained silent, lying there quietly, like a dead object.

Seeing that the bracelet had no reaction, Zhu Ming scratched his head and wondered to himself, "Could it be that I'm overthinking things?"

Since he couldn't figure out the reason, Zhu Ming simply stopped thinking about it and just knew that the bracelet worked.

He raised his hand and tossed it gently. The golden bracelet seemed to have a spirit, spinning in mid-air and hanging back around his neck.

Xu Miaoyun, who was standing to the side, noticed a gold bracelet around Zhu Ming's neck as soon as she left home this morning.

She spent two whole years with Zhu Ming, and she knew everything about the little guy, from the smallest things to the smallest things.

At first, she thought it was just a gift from the Empress to the Sixth Prince, a special favor she had bestowed upon him.

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However, after she witnessed the bracelet grow larger and rain nourish the earth, she was deeply moved.

Xu Miaoyun then realized that she had made a huge mistake.

This is no ordinary jewelry.

It is clearly a top-tier celestial treasure.

At this moment, she could no longer suppress her doubts and asked, "Sixth Prince, where did this gold bracelet around your neck come from?"

Zhu Ming casually replied, "This was a gift from my master."

"Your master? Doesn't that mean this is the magic weapon of the Supreme Celestial Venerable of Morality and Law?" Xu Miaoyun was utterly shocked.

Zhu Ming gave an awkward chuckle, his heart pounding with anxiety.

He didn't want to reveal the system's secrets to others, which is why he brought up the non-existent master.

However, he never expected that he would stumble upon the truth by chance, and that the bracelet was indeed made by Laozi.

And on the other side,

Just as Xu Miaoyun was about to ask for more details, she suddenly heard footsteps in the distance.

Wang Chengan led all the villagers in a brisk walk.

When everyone was about five steps away from Zhu Ming, they all stopped and knelt down, bowing respectfully to him.

"Thank you so much, Immortal Lord, for your divine intervention! You have saved my entire village from this severe drought!"

"The Immortal Lord's grace is boundless, restoring life to all living beings! We will never forget it!"

The shouts of gratitude echoed across the wilderness, causing the newly sprouted branches all around to tremble gently.

What was once a barren wasteland, devoid of any vegetation, has in an instant been transformed by the arrival of rain, bringing spring back to the withered trees and causing the plants to bear fruit.

Such extraordinary and heaven-defying power had already completely won over all the villagers.

Most importantly, they were finally able to survive the severe drought.

Seeing the people kneeling on the ground, Zhu Ming quickly stepped forward and lifted the old man, saying gently, "Please rise, everyone. It was just a small favor; there's no need for such a grand gesture."

The old farmer at the head of the group insisted on prostrating himself and refused to get up. He secretly made up his mind to kowtow several times later to thank the Sixth Prince for his kindness.

To everyone's surprise, Zhu Ming simply lifted his head slightly.

The old man felt an irresistible force coming from his arm, which lifted him into the air in a half-kneeling position.

This comical and bizarre scene unfolded,

The solemn and dignified atmosphere vanished instantly.

The villagers kneeling around were stunned by the sight, and then some of them couldn't help but chuckle softly.

What was originally a scene of gratitude and reverence suddenly became relaxed and lively.

The old farmer hung in mid-air, helpless and stiff, not daring to move at all. Finally, he said in embarrassment, "Immortal Lord...why don't you put me down?"

Zhu Ming laughed and then withdrew his strength, allowing the old man to land steadily back on the ground.

After the old man landed on his feet, his cheeks turned bright red with embarrassment. He hurriedly patted the dirt off his body and dared not stubbornly remain kneeling.

Seeing this, the other villagers also stood up. Their original awe of the Sixth Prince had lessened considerably, and they looked at Zhu Ming with more affection.

At this moment, Wang Cheng'an stepped forward, cupped his hands and bowed: "Immortal Lord, your divine powers are unparalleled. We are deeply grateful and could not have been more polite just now."

"Now the fields have recovered, and all the crops and fruit trees have survived. Our whole village has finally survived this disaster."

The villagers' faces were all beaming with joy.

Zhu Ming waved his hand, his gaze sweeping over the newly sprouted greenery across the fields, and said solemnly, "From now on, you need not call me Immortal Lord anymore. I am Zhu Ming, the Sixth Prince of the Great Ming Dynasty."

"I have come here to provide disaster relief and rescue the people on the orders of my father. It is simply my duty, and there is no need for such a grand ceremony."

Looking at Zhu Ming's calm and methodical demeanor, Xu Miaoyun sighed inwardly.

You know what, this usually playful and mischievous little guy becomes quite proper and well-mannered when he gets down to business.

If His Majesty could witness this scene in person, he would surely be overjoyed.

It is well known that what troubled Zhu Yuanzhang the most was the undisciplined, playful, and unrestrained nature of his sixth son.

He especially likes to go against him.

Right now, the way the Sixth Prince cares about the people and obeys the imperial decree to provide disaster relief is exactly what Old Zhu has always dreamed of.

Now that the disaster has been resolved and most matters have been settled, Zhu Ming and his entourage should set off.

Just before leaving,

There are still two trivial matters to settle.

First, there were the gambling den thugs who had been dealt with by Zhu Ming earlier; second, there was the vicious and despicable Que De Kai.

Zhu Ming turned to Wang Cheng'an and asked, "Where are the thugs who caused trouble earlier, and Que Dekai, kept now?"

Wang Chengan quickly replied, "Those thugs were seriously injured and are now tied up by the villagers under the old locust tree at the village entrance."

"As for that scoundrel Kai, he was blasted away by His Highness's magic earlier, and we all thought he was dead at the time."

"After searching the whole area, we couldn't find him, only a pool of blood leading out of the village!"