From afar, there is a zither, serene and ethereal, each sound urging a heavenly rain.
This dragon breath turned rain didn't last too long, roughly an hour, then it gradually dispersed. The clouds dissipated, the rain cleared, and clear skies were seen again.
But it had already attracted countless gazes from the Shu Mountain.
The ordinary disciples on the mountain were all somewhat puzzled. You say this is Dragon Breath turned rain, insisting that we don't fear and don't evade. We believe you, even looking forward to it, but... where is this rain coming from?
What is it doing only at the foot of the Silver Sword Peak?
If it was on other peaks, there might be people coming over to soak in and feel the nourishment of the dragon breath with the golden rain.
But that's the Silver Sword Peak…
