The young man was soaked and shivering from the cold, his teeth chattering as he spoke, yet he still politely replied, "We originally lived in Beichong State. Life was tough, but through diligence, we could barely make it through.

However, at the beginning of the month, some Upper Immortals, who looked like humans but acted otherwise, descended from the sky and started fighting with the cultivation family that protected us!

Those guys not only killed the Upper Immortals but also slaughtered civilians. They were powerful—just a swing of their long swords could unleash flames and huge waves, destroying all the villages and towns in our area.

This is my father, and those two are my father-in-law and mother-in-law.

My in-laws usually delivered vegetables to the Upper Immortals by ox cart, so they were acquainted. When the incident happened, our family was escaping and met a familiar Upper Immortal, who fortunately helped us and escorted us through, allowing us to escape certain death. Somehow, in the blink of an eye, we found ourselves at the border between Beichong State and Central Province.

The Upper Immortal instructed us to go to Central Province to inform the Celestial Sword Sect. Being unfamiliar with the place, it took half a month of wandering before we reached the sect and delivered the message. The Upper Immortals of the Celestial Sword Sect sent us on our way again, pointing us to this East Lake Port to settle, saying that it was protected by powerful Immortals and thus very safe.

Little did we know that after boarding the boat in the morning, thinking we would arrive by afternoon and find peace, we almost capsized in a sudden heavy rain!"

Upon saying this, the people in the cabin were all shocked and started discussing among themselves.

"That's what they call when Immortals fight, mortals suffer. What did the common people ever do to deserve this?"

"I heard from town folks that those who attacked the Upper Immortals weren't human or Immortals, but demons! They took on human forms to deceive the Immortals and attack them from behind!"

"Yes, yes, yes, actually they all turned into those demons that fell during the night!"

"Just a few days ago, a doctor went into the mountains to collect herbs and saw two factions of Upper Immortals fighting. The sky went dark, even a mountain of rocks was blasted apart! He nearly died there, but an old man with a white beard saved him and took him out of the mountains, saying it happened in the blink of an eye too..."

...

While the lively discussions went on in the cabin, Hu Zhile frowned deeply, "Sounds like the demon cultivators are targeting the human race cultivators again."

"I don't understand, why?" Leng Yutang muttered while jotting down notes, "Could people really believe that the falling of Wilderness World at night is a result of human action?

Such a foolish claim, do any demon cultivators really believe it? Have they cultivated for years only to leave their brains with the dogs?"

He Miancun sighed and said, "Whether they believe it or not doesn't matter, what matters is if there is profit to be had. Once there is profit, even the most idiotic excuse can become a cause for war."

"What profit can there be in demon cultivators killing human race cultivators?" Yun Mo couldn't fathom it.

Hu Zhile thought for a while and replied, "When I traveled between the two realms, I heard a few theories: one is that the Wilderness can still rise in the daytime, separating from the Human World, but as years pass, it will lose the power to rise, merging the two worlds. By blaming the fall of Wilderness on the human race, in future when the two realms merge and territory disputes arise, they will have an excuse to eliminate the human race.

Another is that human race cultivators, like Demon Beasts, also cultivate Golden Cores.

Since demon cultivators can kill Demon Beasts to obtain demon cores for cultivation, killing human cultivators to extract their cores for consumption would naturally be even more beneficial; there's also the seizing of cultivation techniques, pill formulas and other resources of human race cultivators; and using the human race to restrain the Ancient Ten Great Sects."

"Tsk, regardless of the reason, it's still the behavior of evil cultivators. The Demon Realm Alliance should do something about it." He Miancun snorted coldly.

As they spoke, the boat, under the control of Hu Zhile, docked steadily.

The strong winds blew the boats at the dock about, and two boats that weren't properly tied down were nearly swept away. Yun Mo exhaled, blowing them back, while He Miancun made a slight motion with his fingers, causing the ropes to coil around the boats firmly, ensuring they remained docked.

"The dock can be remodeled like the Trapped Snake Island dock, using magical artifacts to calm the waters, allowing boats to dock automatically..." Leng Yutang quickly noted it down.

When he looked up, he saw the people of East Lake Port busy themselves—the rain was so heavy that the rainwater ran from their high-up homes into the lower-lying farmlands, and many people were busy in their straw raincoats trying to drain the flooded fields.

"I've never carefully observed the life of ordinary people before. This trip has indeed been eye-opening," Leng Yutang sighed, "For a cultivator, it's a trivial task to solve with a flick of the fingers, but for ordinary people, it's a massive trouble. I'll first go help drain the water and later forge a magical artifact for them!"

After he finished speaking, he used sword flight to reach above the farmland, calling out loudly, "Dear villagers, Mr. Jiang has sent us to assist you. Please return to the edges of the fields, I'll take care of it!"

"Also, if you have any difficulties in daily life, feel free to tell us. If it's something we can help with, we'll do our utmost!"

The seeds sent by Jiang Yuan had already sprouted young shoots. Despite being soaked, they still looked like they were growing well.

As long as the weather cooperated, there would surely be a good harvest before the cold winter arrived.

The people of East Lake Port were troubled by the flooded farms, and even Lord County Magistrate was personally there trying to drain the water, but the rate of inflow was too fast, manual effort was simply futile.

Upon hearing someone speaking from above, they looked up into the rain and immediately felt relieved!

"Wonderful, the Little Immortal has sent Upper Immortals to help us!"

"The Little Immortal is so good, even in heavy rain thinking of us!"

"Aiyo! The Upper Immortal is truly amazing, just look how all that water's been taken care of…"

...

Leng Yutang easily solved the waterlogging of the fields, but as long as the heavy rain continued, without more reasonable water channels, the fields would continue to flood.