The mountain torrent roared like a herd of ferocious beasts, rushing down the valley from above, destroying everything in its path, breaking trees and hurling stones, creating earth-shattering sounds.

Fang Chang walked to the edge of the hillside and watched the turbid torrent rolling through the valley.

Fortunately, the flat hill where he stood was below the mountain peak's ridgeline, flanked by deep valleys and cliffs. The flood poured down from the mountains above, traveling along the side valleys and covering the streams in the valley, but it spared the clearing on this cliff.

The water in the valley gathered the rainwater from the surrounding mountains, creating a continuous flow. The flood's destination would be the river outside the mountain, eventually merging into a great river and flowing into the sea.

The flood peaked rapidly, mixed with stones and broken vegetation, and some wild animals struggled in the water.

Seeing this, Fang Chang's heart moved with compassion.

He extended his finger and gently moved it, and the small animals struggling in the rapids were lifted to the opposite bank one by one. Wild boars, hares, elk, tigers, and leopards—all looked delicious, but Fang Chang didn't take advantage of their plight and rescued them all.

This marked Fang Chang's first official spellcasting since he arrived in the mountains.

Once rescued, the animals were in shock. Following their instincts, they ran up the mountain and disappeared into the forest. Among them, a hare and a mountain fox, after being saved by a mysterious force, didn't flee immediately. Instead, they shook the water from their bodies and looked around.

These two creatures had already developed spiritual wisdom. Seeing Fang Chang standing on the opposite bank and watching as he saved more animals from the flood, they realized who had rescued them and bowed to Fang Chang across the valley.

Then, like the other wild animals, they staggered into the forest.

Fang Chang only rescued the animals within his sight. He felt compassion for the small creatures floating in the water.

Meeting him was a stroke of fate for these animals.

In the surrounding valleys, flash floods also erupted simultaneously. Judging by the sounds, the entire Yunzhong Mountain was affected.

Floods raged through the mountains.

The mansion trembled, and the mountain god who was resting was startled.

The mountain god of Yunzhong Mountain paused with his staff in hand and immediately surfaced. Seeing the water around him, he instantly understood what had happened.

The mountain god rushed to his small temple, protected it with his mana, and breathed a sigh of relief. Then, he stomped his staff again and instantly appeared on a nearby mountain peak, using the mountain's power to look around and sense the surroundings.

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By now, the sky had cleared, a rainbow adorned the sky, and the sun shone brightly, but the mountains below resembled a scene from purgatory.

Floods surged, wild animals fled, and vegetation lay broken.

Huh?

The mountain god of Yunzhong Mountain suddenly noticed a change in the distance and turned his gaze to investigate. He saw a person on a distant cliff, wearing coarse linen clothes, using magic to rescue the creatures caught in the torrent.

During his actions, he harmonized perfectly with the nature of heaven and earth, without a trace of mortal smoke and fire.

An expert?

The mountain god of Yunzhong Mountain was a bit suspicious and didn't dare reveal himself. He quietly hid under a nearby pine tree and observed through the gap.

When did this person come to Yunzhong Mountain?

Before moving into the mansion, the mountain god of Yunzhong Mountain hadn't ventured out for a long time. There was no time in the mountain, and everything was peaceful in Yunzhong Mountain, so the mountain god didn't worry much.

Now, seeing the person's actions in the distance, the mountain god was very curious: When did such a practitioner arrive in Yunzhong Mountain?

Judging by his practice of saving animals in the flood, he appeared to be a virtuous man.

This was something the mountain god wanted to do but couldn't. The survival of the mountain's creatures was also connected to the mountain god's duties. Unfortunately, the mountain god of Yunzhong had low mana, and his authority and ability didn't extend to water rescues.

While pondering this, the mountain god of Yunzhong Mountain suddenly felt a jolt.

For the cultivator in the distance had raised his head and glanced in his direction. The mountain god was sure it wasn't a casual look.

Was he discovered?

From such a distance, using the mountain god's power to observe...

Hiss, it was terrifying.

The mountain god quickly retreated. Years of experience had taught him that when the situation was unclear, it was wise to protect oneself.

...

Once the water flow slowed, Fang Chang returned to his room.

He added a few pieces of firewood to the firepit.

He resumed sharpening the uncut jade knife on the rock beside him. The mountain was muddy from the rain, limiting other activities.

When he rescued the creatures caught in the torrent, Fang Chang felt a sense of being watched. The source was a distant mountain peak, so he glanced in that direction, but the feeling vanished instantly. He didn't dwell on it.

He placed a bamboo tube of stream water in the firepit and took some tea leaves from the side.

Despite the humid air, the tea leaves remained fresh and green. This was a bit he picked in the morning and hadn't used up.

Thinking of the muddy torrents in the valley and the creek covered by the flood, Fang Chang praised his foresight: preparing a few tubes of stream water in advance was very wise.

The stream's source, the high mountain spring, remained unaffected. If he needed water next, he'd have to go upstream to fetch spring water.

Through the fence gate, Fang Chang saw white-haired monkeys appearing with their kind in the trees not far away. They had their usual rain shelters, but even so, their fur wasn't spared from the rain.

The white-haired monkey stood on a straight branch, lying flat like a dog, shaking vigorously from front to back.

Water mist rose, glistening in the setting sun—a truly beautiful sight.

Fang Chang smiled and continued his work.

...

The first step in firing pottery is finding the right clay.

It comes in many varieties, and as long as it has a consistent texture, it's suitable. In a rush, ordinary clay can be fired into pottery, but it lacks plasticity, cracks easily, deforms, and isn't durable.

With a few bamboo tubes hung from his body with rattan, Fang Chang carried a basket on his back, walking lightly through the rain-soaked mountains.

The mountain breeze was fresh, the sun warm and pleasant, and the vegetation green. After the heavy rain, the mountain cliffs appeared blue. Under the light mist, the scene seemed otherworldly.

The upper spring, still bubbling, was the main source of the stream below.

After the flood, the valley where the stream flowed was a mess, with uneven soil and rocks, and the stream remained turbid. It would take several days for the stream to clear and return to its previous state.

After taking a sip, Fang Chang wiped his mouth and praised:

"Good water!"

The spring water's quality surpassed the stream water he used before.

In the future, he planned to fetch more water from here, enhancing the quality of life.

He removed the bamboo tube from his body, washed it with water a few steps downstream from the spring, then dipped it into the spring to fill it.

The grass and trees behind rustled, and the white-haired monkey that had followed emerged, observing Fang Chang's actions. Fang Chang turned and smiled at the monkey: "You're here? This spring water is excellent."

The monkey ran over with its tail up, glanced at Fang Chang, then bowed its head a few steps downstream from the spring and took a drink.

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