Shennong Dao Master
Chapter 53: Attracting Thunder, Yin Wind, Ice Rain

Chapter 53: Chapter 53: Attracting Thunder, Yin Wind, Ice Rain

After waiting for a moment, Zhao Xing entered the All Saints Hall to seek knowledge. There were no divine statues here, only memorial tablets, which were of lower status compared to the solo enshrined Yin Gods.

But since it was just for seeking mid to low-level spells, it didn’t matter much.

Finding a secluded corner, Zhao Xing sat cross-legged on a cushion.

"I have no particular preference; any spell from any faction will do. Whichever True Monarch is willing to teach, that’s what I will learn," Zhao Xing prayed silently.

His thought conveyed only one meaning: not picky!

As if hearing Zhao Xing’s prayer, a gentle breeze soon blew around him.

Zhao Xing couldn’t help but close his eyes—this was a sign that the teaching of the spell had begun.

At the same time, on the densely packed spirit tablets, a tablet named ’Zheng Lun’ began to faintly glow.

"Kill!"

"Swish, swish, swish!"

"Hee-yah~"

"Enemy attack!"

Dark clouds loomed, and the canyon was eerie.

Clanging weapons and cries of battle filled the sky.

Zhao Xing found himself in the First-tier Sky Canyon, pushing a grain cart while boulders, wooden logs, and arrow rain fell from both sides of the canyon.

Instinctively, Zhao Xing wanted to cast a spell, but he found himself almost ethereal in this place.

Arrows passed through him without causing any harm.

"So this is the scene for receiving and understanding the Dao. It seems the True Monarch passing on the spell was once a Military Minister of Agriculture Officer," he thought.

Encountering a battlefield scene during enlightenment usually indicated that the person was a Military Minister of Agriculture Officer in life, or their major achievements were gained on the battlefield, which earned them their title.

"Swish, swish, swish~"

Arrows rained down.

However, the grain transport team was not powerless to retaliate.

The soldier transporting the grain exerted a little force, and the grain cart in front of him flipped over, quickly rolling under the cart and starting to move the cart along with himself.

"This is the Returning Spirit Shield Carriage?" Zhao Xing instantly recognized it.

"Form a defensive formation with the Returning Spirit Shield Carriage quickly! Captain Congyun, block the enemy’s line of sight immediately!"

A commanding voice spread with the wind. Upon hearing this voice, the ambushed grain transport team began defensive maneuvers.

Zhao Xing looked in the direction of the voice and saw a middle-aged man dressed in a golden raincoat and wearing a Flowers Fighting Umbrella, issuing commands.

A wind surrounded him, and arrows automatically veered away three feet before reaching him.

There were also several other Ministers of Agriculture dressed similarly, their faces unclear, starting to cast spells.

"Captain Zhongxian, Grain Transport Officer Zheng Lun."

Zhao Xing naturally recalled the man’s name, title, and conferred honor rank.

"It seems this True Monarch is the one transmitting the spells to me," he realized.

Focusing his mind, he began carefully observing Zheng Lun’s spellcasting.

Mist obscured the ambushers on both sides of the canyon, and the arrow rain immediately lessened.

After ten breaths, the arrows, boulders, and wooden logs ceased entirely.

Because thunder began to rumble within the clouds—if the enemies didn’t flee or take cover, they would be struck down by Zheng Lun’s thunder.

Yet even so, it was too late for them to run.

"Boom!"

Thunder descended like threads, straightforwardly shattering the enemies atop the mountain.

Even those hiding behind rocks weren’t spared; the lightning curved around to hit them.

"Charge!"

The attack pressure from above lessened slightly, but two contingents of soldiers charged from the front and back of the canyon.

"Big Spear Soldier?!"

Zhao Xing recognized this ancient troop type. Each charging soldier wielded a three-meter-long spear.

All were fully armored, even their faces shielded, with only a pair of eyes exposed. They had menacing horns atop their helmets, crushing fist-sized rocks under their charge and making the ground tremble.

The Big Spear Soldiers had immense vitality. In their midst, an ensign gleamed with brilliance, countless strands of vitality gathered onto the military flag, which then shot a rainbow beam into the sky.

"Hum~"

The cloud layer above the canyon broke open in response.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh~"

The grain transport soldiers within the Returning Spirit Shield Carriage began counterattacking with arrows, but they failed to penetrate the armor.

As the Big Spear Soldiers neared, Zheng Lun took action once more.

"Wind, come!"

A violent wind arose in the canyon; Zhao Xing shivered as it passed him.

He watched Zheng Lun, whose eyes were now filled with black gales.

Simultaneously, this strange spectacle reflected in the Big Spear Soldiers’ eyes.

"Thud!"

The first row of Big Spear Soldiers collapsed without warning.

They seemed like papermen, easily toppled by the mysterious wind.

Row after row, as if straw bent by a powerful gale, nearly five hundred Big Spear Soldiers were annihilated in the blink of an eye.

The other contingent of Big Spear Soldiers, witnessing the eerie scene, began to retreat in panic.

"Hmph!" Zheng Lun pointed backward, and the clouds followed quickly.

"Pour~"

A heavy rain fell, slowing the Big Spear Soldiers as if they were trudging through mud.

"Full chase! Kill the invaders!"

Zheng Lun ordered, and all soldiers emerged from the Returning Spirit Shield Carriage to pursue the retreating enemies.

The grain transport team had only 500 men, but the ambushers, totaling over 1,500 from both the front and back, were entirely routed instead of capturing the grain transporters.

"So strong." Zhao Xing couldn’t help but admire the scene.

Amid the heavy rain, the enemy soldiers fell one by one, their bodies turning rigid and pale.

Zhao Xing felt enlightened.

He realized what spell the Military Minister of Agriculture was imparting.

And at that moment, everything suddenly stopped.

The stern Zheng Lun turned to look at the "outsider" Zhao Xing, seemingly encouraging him.

"Thank you, True Monarch," Zhao Xing bowed in gratitude as the scene shattered completely.

......

[You have received enlightenment in the All Saints Hall and comprehended the mid-level spell "Summon Lightning."]

[Summon Lightning: Mid-level spell]

[Effect: Summon lightning to strike down your enemies.]

[Proficiency: 0/9999]

......

[You have received enlightenment in the All Saints Hall and comprehended the mid-level spell "Yin Wind."]

[Yin Wind: Mid-level spell]

[Effect: The Yin Wind blows, scattering the soul and po.]

[Proficiency: 0/9999]

........

[You have received enlightenment in the All Saints Hall and comprehended the mid-level spell "Ice Rain."]

[Ice Rain: Mid-level spell]

[Effect: Rain drops turn to ice, condensing vitality into frost.]

.......

Zhao Xing opened his eyes, looking at a certain row of spirit tablets in worship. Following the protocol, he bowed once more and then left the main hall.

No one expected that this visit to the All Saints Hall for enlightenment would yield such unexpected gains—he had learned three mid-level spells.

And all of them were offensive spells.

Usually, Summon Lightning was relatively easy to learn; Yin Wind and Ice Rain, however, were exclusive to the Military Minister of Agriculture, rarely learned before officially being appointed.

"Summon Lightning, Yin Wind, Ice Rain—these three are all upgraded versions of the Four Heavenly Time Techniques. It seems my inclination towards combat caught the Military Minister of Agriculture’s attention, hence why these offensive spells were transmitted to me."

These skills perfectly compensated for Zhao Xing’s lack of offensive power; he was no longer a Minister of Agriculture who could only rely on the Grassman to evade enemies. Now, he had considerable offensive capability!

Returning to the Minister of Agriculture Supervision, Zhao Xing explained his enlightenment experience to Xue Wenzhong. The Old Minister of Agriculture was taken aback: "I can still teach you Summon Lightning, but I don’t know Yin Wind and Ice Rain. You’ll need to find Chen Shijie for those."