The moon rose over the willow tree tips.

In these days, due to the lack of tourists and pilgrims, Dragon Tiger Mountain was especially quiet every night.

As Lu Heng hesitated about whether to start a live stream, a commotion suddenly arose outside the door.

"Someone set a fire, hurry and catch them!"

"Forget catching them for now, quickly put out the fire!"

"Extinguishing the fire is urgent, don't let the flames rise!"

"Everyone get up, quickly come help put out the fire..."

Upon hearing the noise, Lu Heng quickly got out of bed, put on his shoes, and rushed out.

Joining him in rushing out the door were five or six young Daoists.

After exchanging glances, they all looked bewildered.

"It's not good, the Spirit Treasure Hall is on fire, everyone hurry to put it out!"

"The fire extinguishers on the mountain are limited, hurry and take basins to fetch water..."

At this moment, Qingming ran over and shouted loudly to them.

Upon hearing this, their faces turned pale immediately, and they rushed back to their rooms to get basins for water to put out the fire.

Hearing this, Lu Heng frowned deeply.

Why did the Spirit Treasure Hall suddenly catch fire out of nowhere?

He grabbed Qingyue and asked, "Elder brother, how did the Spirit Treasure Hall catch fire out of nowhere?"

"Damn it!"

Qingming couldn't help but curse.

Then he deliberately lowered his voice and said, "Someone deliberately set it on fire!"

"Junior Brother Qingling saw some sneaky figures behind the Spirit Treasure Hall when he returned from an errand down the mountain."

"Just as he was about to ask, they set the Spirit Treasure Hall on fire..."

Lu Heng looked surprised and said, "Who could be so bold?"

"In the middle of the night, how could we see who they were? Anyway, Junior Brother Qingling went after them..."

"Enough of that, putting out the fire is more important!"

"I have to go notify others..."

After saying this briefly, Qingming hurriedly ran to the backyard to call the other disciples.

After hearing this, Lu Heng calculated secretly in his heart.

Who could Shangqing Tao have offended lately?

And even if they did offend someone, no one would be bold enough to choose arson.

After all, in Dragon Country, deliberately setting a fire is no small crime.

At the very least, it can mean a sentence of three years.

Even if those people had a grudge against Shangqing Tao, they wouldn't risk their future, right?

Could it possibly be people from the Religious Affairs Bureau?

Lu Heng thought about it, and recently, Dragon Tiger Mountain was closed off, and only people from the Religious Affairs Bureau had come.

Their purpose was to investigate the manifestation of so-called "Immortals."

Could it be that their investigation went poorly, so they're trying something to test that "Immortal"?

But even if they were stupid, they wouldn't resort to arson, right?

Then who exactly set the fire?

With this question in mind, Lu Heng joined others in the fire-fighting effort.

The Spirit Treasure Hall, built over two hundred years ago, was a wooden structure, and the arsonists deliberately poured a lot of gasoline, causing the fire to grow larger.

All the fire extinguishers within Shangqing Tao were used up, and the fire still wasn't abating.

The fire call had been made, but it was unclear when the fire trucks would arrive.

The water basins and buckets seemed like a drop in the bucket.

The flames grew, illuminating all of Shangqing Tao brightly.

Facing this relentless firelight, everyone present fell silent.

Many couldn't help but start sobbing.

"Elder brother, boo hoo hoo..."

Qingyue clutched Lu Heng's sleeve, her lips quivering, as she burst into tears.

Lu Heng was also sweating profusely from anxiety.

At that moment, inspiration struck him.

I still have a Cloud-Forming and Rain-Spreading Talisman, don't I?

With his current cultivation, even if one Cloud-Forming and Rain-Spreading Talisman couldn't cover the whole mountain, it should at least handle the Spirit Treasure Hall, right?

With this in mind, he quickly retrieved the long-dormant Cloud-Forming and Rain-Spreading Talisman from the system's storage.

Once activated, a mass of dark clouds gathered in the sky.

In the blink of an eye, raindrops started pouring down.

"It's raining! It's raining!"

"Oh my, it's actually raining?"

"Haha, the Celestial Venerable is protecting our Shangqing Tao!"

"Great, there's hope! The Spirit Treasure Hall is saved!"

The Daoists present couldn't help but dance with excitement.

Xuan Cheng, Xuanming, and others, though puzzled, finally took a long breath of relief.

Only the officials from the Religious Affairs Bureau were dumbfounded.

They had watched videos of the "Immortal" manifesting countless times.

But witnessing it in person was a first.

The mass of dark clouds in the sky only covered the top of the Spirit Treasure Hall.

The torrential rain fell only in the area of the Spirit Treasure Hall.

Elsewhere, not a drop fell.

It was as if this storm was custom-made to put out the fire at the Spirit Treasure Hall.

Who wouldn't believe this as an "Immortal" manifestation?

"Zhang, quickly record this with your phone!"

"Wang, do a headcount to see if everyone is here."

"Li, observe everyone's reactions here..."

The deputy director of the Religious Affairs Bureau instructed in a low voice.

As the fire extinguished, the dark clouds in the sky slowly dispersed.

The outer layer of the Spirit Treasure Hall was charred black, but fortunately, the fire didn't reach inside, and the Celestial Venerable statue inside was intact.

"Thankfully, it rained. Otherwise, our Spirit Treasure Hall might have been lost."

"Did you notice, the rain only fell on the Spirit Treasure Hall?"

"Now that you mention it, I realize that not a drop of rain fell outside the Spirit Treasure Hall!"

"Could the 'Immortal' within our Shangqing Tao have intervened?"

"Definitely, who else could have such power other than the 'Immortal'?"

"Who do you think this Immortal is?"

"It's definitely Uncle Xuan Cheng; it started raining not long after he came out."

"I feel it's like Uncle Xuan Cheng..."

The young Daoists gathered, whispering among themselves.

"Elder brother, is it the master?"

Qingyue pricked up her ears, listened attentively, then quietly asked Lu Heng.

"I don't know."

Lu Heng shook his head and sighed inwardly.

Master, oh master, please bear this blame for your disciple for the time being!

Meanwhile, Qingling and two other Daoists returned to the mountaintop, gasping for breath.

In their hands, they held a guy with bandages wrapped around his head.

"Master, Uncle, we caught an arsonist!"

"They fled in different directions, we only caught this one..."

As Qingling spoke, the Daoists immediately gathered around.

Looking at the shivering arsonist, anger flashed in their eyes.

This damnable bunch nearly reduced the Spirit Treasure Hall to ashes.

"Hey, doesn't this person look familiar?"

"Seems like one of those punks who came to challenge us before, right?"

"Now that you mention it, it seems so."

"You there, what are you up to, speak it clearly..."

The arsonist's identity was soon revealed.

Undoubtedly, the other three who escaped were among those small-time punks.

"System, query this person's past information!"

Standing not far away, Lu Heng's eyes flashed with a stern light.

[System Alert: Querying past information will consume three days of the host's lifespan. Continue?]

"Yes!"

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