CHAPTER 623: CHAPTER 32: DEEP BOND BETWEEN MASTER AND SERVANT

"Spiritual beasts, in comparison to cultivators, have not fully developed their spiritual sense, yet in comprehending the power of nature, their ability is incomparable to humans."

"The lineage of the Jiao Dragon, which had already perished from the Earth, possesses the art of Cloud Formation and Rainfall, a skill only usable by those in the form of an Immortal."

"At the establishment of the North Campus, a restriction was set between zones A, B, and C. Although their strengths varied, it was believed that the balance would not be upset."

"Now, someone suddenly used the art of Cloud Formation and Rainfall, mistaken for the intrusion of a formidable enemy, the North Campus’s thunderstorm protection has automatically activated."

"The naive White Flood Dragon and the unaware Xiao Xian did not realize that they were already in an extremely dangerous situation."

"Little White Jiao, originally a cultivator, due to some mishap became a Water Jiao in White Dragon Pond. If it had not met Xiao Xian, the White Flood Dragon might have taken hundreds or even more years to break through the restrictions between Jiao and Dragon. Although it would be a long process, it was considered safe. When Xiao Xian proposed the request for Cloud Formation and Rainfall, Little White Jiao, wanting to show off its prowess, agreed despite feeling hesitant."

"Acting furiously on behalf of a beauty—this phrase also described Little White Jiao’s impulsive moment. It did not know that this promise would plunge both master and servant into an unprecedented difficulty."

"At the beginning of Cloud Formation and Rainfall, everything went smoothly. Little White Jiao placed five Cloud Formation Talismans at the eastern, western, southern, and northern directions of Zone C, and then another one right in the center of the Xuan Sect. The Cloud Formation Talisman is formed by the spiritual energy of Jiao Dragon, using the clouds as paper and spiritual energy as cinnabar, its shape resembling an auspicious cloud."

"As soon as the Cloud Formation Talisman was ready, the water vapor suspended above Zone C of the North Campus rapidly condensed. Together with the temperature differences between day and night, the water vapor became denser and thicker within the clouds, resulting in the light rain that had begun earlier."

"Zone C had been arid for a long time, and the long drought had not brought any sweet rain. The water vapor fell onto the sand, not even wetting the surface layer before it was evaporated by the hot sand beneath."

"Little White Jiao then started to lay the Rainmaking Talisman. While it was setting the five talismans for Cloud Formation and Rainfall, Xiao Xian stood on the back of the Jiao Dragon, monitoring the changes in the surroundings."

"When the rain first started to fall, the sky to the east turned red, and from the horizon came a rolling, throat-pressing strange sound, "gurgle-gurgle," getting louder as it approached."

"Shortly after, a white light shot out from the source of the sound. As the white light passed, clouds churned and gathered, piling up like thousands of pounds of boulders from all around, rushing toward the center of the Xuan Sect, where Xiao Xian and White Flood Dragon were."

"At first, Little White Jiao did not notice anything unusual. During Cloud Formation and Rainfall, the accumulation of clouds was a natural process for increasing rain strength. But as the clouds pressed down, making the surrounding air thinner, and when "pzzzt-pzzzt" sparks of electricity started spraying out from the clouds, Little White Jiao knew something was wrong."

"Little master, something isn’t right. Hold on tightly to my neck, close your eyes, and don’t open them no matter what. We need to break through the cloud layer," Little White Jiao, feeling the force of heaven and earth, knew that the situation they encountered was beyond the norm. Once the white-light-carrying clouds full of tremendous thunderous power approached, they would have no chance to escape."

Xiao Xian was about to ask a question, having spent a long time with Little White Jiao, their spirits half-connected. As soon as White Flood Dragon finished speaking, numerous palm-sized scales all over the more than two-meter-long Jiao body flared open, with all of its spiritual energy concentrated on its scales, transforming into a shining silver scale armor that glittered brilliantly.

"Having known Little White Jiao until today, I have never seen it in such a state," Xiao Xian stopped talking, wrapping her arms around the neck of the White Jiao. The Jiao Dragon Scale Armor, harder than steel, knocked against her hand, causing a series of painful sensations.

"Little White Jiao quickly descended, attempting to break through the cloud layer restriction."

"The previous clouds lingering nearby, after absorbing enough water vapor, varied in temperature and volume. When they came crashing toward her head-on, it sent chills through Xiao Xian’s entire body."

"While White Jiao flew extremely fast, the speed of the cloud gathering was even faster, resembling the sea, like a storm, continuously pressuring towards the very center of the Xuan Sect. When Little White Jiao plummeted to a position about five hundred meters in the air, the clouds below emitted an even brighter white light."

"Zzzt-zzzt-zzzt," four bolts of lightning shot out from four different directions. Each bolt was the size of a hundred-year-old tree trunk, blue and purple, emitting countless fine, root-like branching lightning. The walls formed on all sides were trapping walls, and the electrical power bursting from those walls shuddered Xiao Xian, lying on Little White Jiao. Merely by listening, she already knew the situation was extremely dire."

"With her stomach churning like turning rivers, as the body shuttled through the clouds, her skin froze to a mottled red and purple. Xiao Xian trembled with her eyelashes, hugging White Jiao tightly, as life and death hung in the balance of a single thought."