"It has now been discovered that the mortal Chen Shun'an has accumulated many good deeds and merits. He is hereby specially appointed as the Grass-Head God [Water-Splitter Who Collects Dew], and is granted a Grass Talisman, thus elevating his divine position."

"Thank you so much, Great God, for bestowing upon me this divine title. I am deeply grateful!"

Chen Shunan immediately knelt down and automatically assumed the identity of 'minor god'.

However, no one responded.

Chen Shunan mustered his courage and looked up.

The speaker was merely an unnamed divine scroll, its position conspicuously vacant!

Chen Shunan's eyes widened suddenly, and an extremely bold idea rose in his mind!

He grabbed it!

"Since the position of Water Emperor is vacant and no one is going to take it, I'll take it."

...

When Dongzhou entered the pass, it ruled the world with the power of shamans and demons. The disciples of Baishan took control of the court, and all kinds of lineages were defeated and fled.

However, the dynasty's reign was short-lived. At that time, the dynasty was coming to an end, and the world was in chaos and demonic phenomena were frequent.

Externally, various religions are knocking on our door with their new doctrines, smuggling hibiscus incense; internally, secret societies are forming alliances to subvert the state.

Three thousand unorthodox paths, eight hundred side sects, one hundred and eight upper sects, Dragon Tiger Golden Elixir, the Eight Schools of Supreme Enlightenment, the God of the Spiritual Path, the Civil and Martial Pu'an... the lineage is restored.

Chen Shun'an, who was fifty years old and knew the will of Heaven, transmigrated to this world. He struggled for most of his life, but he was still just a water carrier from a bitter well in the capital. He accidentally obtained a scroll of the "True Spirit Treasure Edict of the Three Primal Water Officials", which gave him control over the mountains and rivers of the world and made him the Water Official of the Three Primal Elements.

As time goes by, all dharma is like a dream, an illusion, a bubble.

Only when waterways are flowing freely can I dwell amidst heaven and earth.