The fine rain softly falls onto the hillside, soaking the four thatched huts. Droplets slide down the eaves, and all is tranquil and serene.
Creak! Liou Yuan, who had just broken through to Qi Cultivation Fourth Layer last night and spent the night stabilizing his realm, stretched and pushed open the door of his hut.
He was met right at the doorway by the misty drizzle swaying off the eaves.
He reached out and caught it, letting his fingers be moistened by the rain.
Liou Yuan pinched his damp fingertips and laughed, "To see this gentle rain in the dead of winter—now that's magical."
Just as Liou Yuan was marveling at it—
Whoosh! A streak of light shot from the summit of the Fifth Peak, piercing the sky.
Liou Yuan caught sight of that light in his peripheral vision and couldn't help but feel envious.
"Foundation Establishment Great Cultivators can roam freely through the sky—truly enviable."
Scenes like this, in his previous life, Liou Yuan wouldn't even dare to imagine.
