Wait, Bro, You Can Actually Summon Wind and Rain?

Huang Che had barely transmigrated when the Yellow Turbans swept him up and forced him into their ranks. Fortunately, Zhang Jiao took a liking to him and made him his disciple. Huang Che thought that after Zhang Jiao died, he could find somewhere to hide until the imperial court forgot about the Yellow Turbans, then emerge and pledge himself to some warlord. It would be easy enough to make a name for himself. Then he saw Zhang Jiao standing atop the city wall, gripping a nine-section staff. “Summon wind and rain, command thunder and lightning!” Lightning as thick as an arm struck the Han forces, while tornadoes sent enemies flying in every direction. Huang Che looked down at the Taiping Scripture in his hands. “Wait, dude, you can actually summon wind and rain?”