The dark cloud must have accidentally attached itself to her in the Immortal Realm.
But unexpectedly, when she patted it lightly, the cloud didn't disperse. Instead, it slowly began to rise.
Shen Ningning looked up, watching helplessly as the head-sized dark cloud floated upward and finally vanished into the clouds above.
Suddenly!
Centered on the spot where the small cloud had disappeared, the sky abruptly turned pitch-black, like dark cotton soaked with water.
Thunder RUMBLED, growing closer and louder!
Shen Ningning's watery eyes widened in astonishment as she stared at the horizon.
In the distance, a villager shouted, "It's going to rain! Quick, get the basins to collect water!"
The very next second after he spoke, bean-sized raindrops came crashing down!
It was as if the heavens were dumping water, the drops hitting Shen Ningning's little face hard enough to sting.
