Chapter 15: Lei Jiang, Obey My Command

Lin Nan could be said to be riding a tiger and unable to get off.

If it were just everyone egging him on, Lin Nan could still refuse, but since it had now been recorded by the system as a suggestion, he had no choice but to find a way to complete it.

The problem was that he had only just acquired magic power, and he was still in the middle of roleplaying as the Ancestor of Thunder.

If he were to cast a spell to pray for rain now, wouldn't he actually have to bring the rain down? Otherwise, this suggestion would certainly not count as completed.

Moreover, the system was offering far too much.

A full eight percent completion reward!

When his completion rate reached 5%, he had already received two rewards.

If he added this 8%, his total completion rate would exceed 10%, reaching 13.6%.

With such a high completion rate, what kind of powerful reward would he get?

Just thinking about it made Lin Nan’s blood boil.

And so, under the expectant gazes of the crowd, he finally nodded and agreed to everyone's proposal.

As he nodded, a burst of cheers erupted from the crowd.

"Lin Nan, you're a good sport!"

"How are you going to pray for rain? What do you need?"

"Yeah, just say what you need, and we'll help you find it."

The students naturally weren't taking it seriously; they were just doing it for the fun of it.

The netizens in the livestream were sending gifts one after another.

Lin Nan used the glow of the setting sun to look for a suitable spot on the playground.

Wang Chengyu had been dutifully filming Lin Nan the whole time. Seeing him looking around, he whispered

"Brother Nan, what are you looking for? Everyone is watching you; why haven't you started yet?"

"Do you need a ritual implement?"

"The male and female whips must have been left in the dorm. Should I ask Tao-ge to go get them for you?"

Lin Nan found a suitable spot at that moment—the feng shui was quite particular—so he nodded and said

"Sure, but you don't need to get the whips. Just bring me that small ceramic jar on my desk and the calligraphy brush on the shelf."

"Got it."

With Lin Nan's instructions, Jiang Tao told Zhang Yong, then quickly ran back to get the items.

Lin Nan walked over to the good spot he had just discovered.

By now, the students of Class 3 had followed him there, and they were trailed by students from other classes who had heard the news.

The entire playground formed a large circle with Lin Nan at the center.

"Is that guy in the costume named Lin Nan? He really has that aura of divine majesty."

"Yeah, he's already blown up in the roleplay section on Douyin. They say he's the only streamer in the roleplay section who plays a god, and many netizens actively offer him advice and send gifts to make him roleplay."

"I heard that people who believe in gods are very disgusted by acts of blasphemy. It's amazing that he hasn't been roasted by netizens."

"Yeah, I haven't seen anyone like that."

"Jiang Tao is back!"

Seeing Jiang Tao return with the items, everyone cleared a path, but the chatter didn't stop.

"What do you think he's going to do with a calligraphy brush and a small ceramic jar?"

"Using them as ritual implements?"

"Probably. It's just a performance, after all. Even if he looks like the Ancestor of Thunder, he can't actually replace the Ancestor of Thunder to summon wind and rain."

"True, it doesn't matter what he uses."

"Look! After Lin Nan took the brush, he dipped it into something from the small ceramic jar and is drawing on the ground!"

Hearing this person's voice, everyone looked toward where Lin Nan was.

Just as the person said, Lin Nan was holding the brush, bent over, drawing something on the ground.

Lin Nan's actions left everyone confused.

Didn't he say he was praying for rain?

What was the point of writing and drawing on the ground?

Zhang Yong walked up to Lin Nan and asked in confusion

"Lin Nan, what are you doing?"

Lin Nan’s hand, holding the brush, kept moving without pause. He didn't look up and replied directly

"I am drawing the Nine Heavens Primal Spirit Rain-Praying Array, the array used by the Ancestor of Thunder to summon wind and rain."

His voice wasn't quiet, and besides Zhang Yong, the students standing nearby heard him clearly.

"Damn, this guy is something else. He actually did his homework in advance; he even knows the array used by the Ancestor himself."

"Probably searched it online."

"But arrays are hard to draw. Ordinary people can't replicate these arrays, right?"

"Look at the part Lin Nan just drew. Doesn't it look like the Yin-Yang Bagua?"

"Hey, it really does!"

"Could it be that Lin Nan is actually a Taoist?"

"Doesn't look like it."

Wang Chengyu and Jiang Tao looked at Lin Nan with complex expressions.

Of everyone present, no one knew Lin Nan better than they did.

But he had never mentioned when he learned this array.

Besides, it was just a performance; did he have to draw it so seriously?

Wouldn't it be enough to just put on a show and chant a spell?

Not only did the onlookers not take the array seriously, but even Wang Chengyu and Jiang Tao didn't understand why Lin Nan was so focused.

Anyway, no matter how seriously he drew it, it was impossible for it to actually rain.

Amidst the voices of doubt, Lin Nan's right hand was as steady as a mountain.

The brush, dipped in cinnabar, traced line after line on the ground.

The reason he used cinnabar was that it was formed by the pure Yang energy of heaven and earth; drawing an array with cinnabar could increase its power.

He chose this spot because the wind gathered here, making it the best location for the drawing.

Qian is three continuous lines, Kun is six broken lines. Zhen is an upturned bowl, Gen is an overturned bowl. Li is empty in the middle, Kan is full in the middle. Dui is missing at the top, Xun is broken at the bottom.

The Yin-Yang Bagua was just the simplest part of this array, and also its core and foundation.

Every subsequent stroke had to be handled with the utmost caution!

Then, with the Bagua as the center, Lin Nan drew many horizontal lines of varying lengths along its perimeter.

The distance between each horizontal line was also very particular.

The three long lines of Qian, the two short lines on the outside and two long lines on the inside of Dui...

The area outside the Kan trigram was even more profound.

Kan corresponds to water; thunder moves it, wind disperses it, and rain moistens it...

Under the puzzled gazes of the crowd, lines surrounded the Bagua in the center.

When Lin Nan finally stopped the brush in his hand, fine beads of sweat had already seeped onto his forehead.

Drawing this array seemed to have consumed a great deal of his mental energy and strength.

"Is Lin Nan actually from the Art Department instead of Business Administration? Every stroke looks like it was measured with a ruler and compass."

"This looks similar to the array diagrams I've seen in Taoist temples before."

At this point, the onlookers thought Lin Nan's rain-praying was over and were preparing to applaud as encouragement.

But they heard Wang Chengyu, who was standing next to Lin Nan, ask

"Brother Nan, are you done?"

However, Lin Nan shook his head and said with a straight face

"No, it hasn't rained yet. There is one last step. Don't make noise."

Hearing Lin Nan's words, the onlookers were stunned.

"Wait, is Lin Nan really in character?"

"Isn't he just roleplaying as the Ancestor of Thunder summoning rain? Does he really think he can bring the rain down?"

"How is that possible? Whether it rains or not isn't something we ordinary people can decide."

At this moment, Lin Nan seemed unable to hear the surrounding noise. He raised his head, his serious face full of majesty.

And those skeptical voices stopped in unison as they looked at Lin Nan.

The gaze Lin Nan swept over them contained a coldness mixed with compassion, as if he had seen through the secular world, making everyone present feel a jolt in their hearts and automatically fall silent.

At the same time, Lin Nan's mouth began to move.

"The Thunder-Fire Essence of the Great Origin, bind the Yin and gather the Yang to guard the Thunder City."

"This is the name of the Ancestor of Thunder; those who dare to refuse shall not be lightly punished."

His deep voice chanted the incantation that accompanied the array.

Lin Nan's right hand, which had been forming a seal in front of his chest, suddenly pointed like a sword toward the array and shouted

"By my command, align with the creation of heaven and earth!"

"Thirty-six divisions of Thunder Generals, hear my order!!"

(End of chapter)