Having solved the problems of humankind, a construction boom swept through Wanling City.

In this wave of fervor, the palace for Water Moon Fairy and the other Forecasters was completed, and Sun Wukong named it "Chuanyin Hall."

"Chuanyin Hall?"

Water Moon Fairy knew her guess was right the moment she saw these three big characters.

The function of that musical note was not only for rain prediction, but to spread the voice of Wanling Country—sure to play an important role in the future.

"Now, in my capacity, I can understand all the developments in Wanling Country."

Water Moon Fairy thought to herself in secrecy, dismissing the idea of leaving.

After Sun Wukong named the building, he scanned the Forecasters present, feeling quite puzzled about something: "Why didn't Daji come?"

Only a part of the Forecasters who came to Wanling Country was present; the others were still on Huaguo Mountain. That wasn't the strange part. What was curious was that Mei Hu, extremely inquisitive about the outside world, didn't come at the first opportunity.

"She cannot protect herself."

Water Moon Fairy answered, "She said she wanted to come with Elder Golden Cicada."

"Elder Golden Cicada?"

Sun Wukong frowned slightly.

Daji was coming with Elder Golden Cicada?

It would be strange if they didn't get lost.

With a thought, Sun Wukong guessed that Daji wanted to have more fun outside following Elder Golden Cicada.

"Great Immortal, go pick up Daji."

Sun Wukong said to Immortal Zhenyuan, "And bring Elder Golden Cicada along. We can't do without him here."

"The last time I went back to Huaguo Mountain, Elder Golden Cicada had already left."

Immortal Zhenyuan replied, "Since he's not here, he must have lost his way again."

Sun Wukong was taken aback.

"Don't worry, dear brother."

Immortal Zhenyuan continued, "I will look for them shortly."

He had already prepared the portrait that would be hung on the carriage.

This time, he intended to make Elder Golden Cicada known to all in the Western Continent.

A thousand miles away, Elder Golden Cicada was utterly unaware of the impending bad luck.

He had left Huaguo Mountain with Daji more than a dozen days ago and was still meandering through the dense forest.

"Hey, elder."

Daji couldn't take it anymore, "How much longer until we meet the Great King?"

She regretted following Elder Golden Cicada, intending to take this chance to roam more in the human world—yet the Western Continent proved to be quite uninteresting.

They passed through several human kingdoms, the lifestyles of which couldn't compare to Huaguo Mountain. Daji was not eating or sleeping well, and was full of frustration.

"You've been ruling the Western Continent for so long, how come it's still so poor."

Daji complained, "It would be better off under the Great King!"

This experience made Daji recognize anew the prowess of Sun Wukong.

"Amitabha."

Elder Golden Cicada, unable to bear the bother, said, "Let's go ask for directions!"

He, too, couldn't stand Daji any more.

"Where can we ask for directions in this wilderness?"

Daji looked around, then noticed a shabby Mountain God Temple.

The size of the Mountain God Temple was only as tall as her calf, surrounded by weeds. If not for Daji's keen eyesight, she might have missed it.

"Elder, let's ask the Mountain God."

Daji ran over, squatted down, and pushed aside the wild grass to see a broken statue of the Mountain God inside.

"I've found it..."

Daji was pleased for a moment, then puzzled.

She saw some patterns of clouds and rainwater in the tiny temple.

"This is..."

Daji looked at the patterns.

"This is a rain forecast."

Elder Golden Cicada walked over and explained.

Although the Mountain God Temple had long been neglected, the Mountain God still dutifully reported as commanded by the Heavenly Venerate.

Suddenly, Daji realized that she seemed to be undertaking a very special task.

"Amitabha."

Elder Golden Cicada employed his mana and summoned the local Mountain God.

"Immortal above."

The Mountain God gave a bow to Elder Golden Cicada, "For what do you summon this humble god?"

"I am going to Wanling."

Elder Jin Chan asked, "Do you know the direction?"

"To the location where the Great Saint is?"

The Mountain God nodded, "From here, head east for three hundred li and you'll be there."

"East?"

Elder Jin Chan was astonished; he had actually overshot his destination.

"Well said."

He thanked the Mountain God and turned to leave.

However, Daji did not move.

Elder Jin Chan turned back to look at her with curiosity.

"Hey..." Daji asked the Mountain God, "Shall we help you fix the Mountain God Temple?"

"That shouldn't be something for you to do."

The Mountain God smiled and looked at Daji, who was veiled, with curiosity.

"Miss, your voice sounds familiar."

Daji was about to reply when Elder Jin Chan abruptly pulled her.

"Let's go, there's no need to worry."

Elder Jin Chan said, "Someone will come to repair the temple soon."

Daji looked at the Mountain God Temple, saw a puff of smoke emerge, and then the Mountain God was no longer in sight.

Daji followed Elder Jin Chan towards the east. After walking for about ten minutes, they passed by a group of humans.

Daji noticed that these people were carrying stones and offerings.

She stopped in her tracks, staring at their departing figures, "Those are the people you just mentioned..."

"The ones going to repair the Mountain God Temple."

Elder Jin Chan said, "Two days ago, the land gods of the Mountain warned of an impending flash flood, and the village below was saved."

Out of gratitude, the villagers repaired the lands and the Mountain God Temple.

Such a mundane matter, Elder Jin Chan could calculate clearly with a flick of his fingers.

A special feeling arose in Daji's heart.

She walked on with Elder Jin Chan, her mind seemingly occupied with thoughts.

After traveling some distance, it dawned on Daji that they had taken a wrong turn again.

"Elder, this way is south."

Daji called out to Elder Jin Chan.

"This won't do."

Elder Jin Chan said, "I shouldn't be the one to lead the way."

His divine skills were too strong, leading would actually result in going astray.

"Here."

Elder Jin Chan picked a vine from the roadside and handed it to Daji, "You lead the way, take me to the east."

"This might not be enough."

Daji covered his eyes with leaves before pulling him towards the east.

"Elder."

On the way, Daji said, "I believe the Great King can change the Western Continent."

"I believe so too."

Elder Jin Chan responded.

"What we are doing..."

Daji paused for a moment and continued, "May be more important than we think."

Elder Jin Chan smiled.

It was the first time Daji had spoken such words, and it brought him some comfort.

"But it's still not enough."

Daji continued.

She understood why Master Puti would accept Ao Luan as a disciple.

Because what Ao Luan was doing was a hundred times more important than her own work.

To be accepted as a disciple by Master Puti, she should, like Ao Luan, do things of more significance.

"Elder," Daji asked, "what do you suggest I do?"

"Just keep doing what you are doing now."

Elder Jin Chan answered.

Every evening, Daji relied on his power to spread rainfall forecasts and songs with musical notes.

Forecasts were her duty, the songs were personal indulgence.

But this indulgence might not necessarily be a bad thing.

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