Chapter 4

“As expected of clouds from a cultivation world—they look completely different from those on Earth, even more beautiful and magnificent…”

The forbidden land was shrouded in overcast skies all year round. In the past ten years, not even the sun had been seen, let alone such a spectacular scene.

“Grandmaster Uncle!”

Ethan Brooks and Robert Scott came forward, looking at the young man before them with a hint of curiosity.

Innate Dao Body… the most powerful cultivation physique in legend. After ten years of arduous cultivation, just how strong had he become?

“Why does it feel like he has no cultivation at all, just like an ordinary person?” After watching for a while, Ethan Brooks couldn’t help but send a voice transmission.

“His steps are unsteady, his defenses wide open as he walks, no sign of any protection…”

Robert Scott was equally baffled.

Even with the most ordinary physique, after ten years of cultivation, one should at least reach the seventh or eighth level of Qi Gathering!

This Grandmaster Uncle… had been cultivating in the most mysterious forbidden land all this time, so how could he have no strength at all?

Could it be that he doesn’t want others to know and is hiding his power in advance?

Yes!

That must be it!

As expected of the highest-ranking member of the sect—so low-key and humble.

While they were sighing in admiration, this elder, who was even younger than them, smiled and looked over: “I entered the forbidden land from a young age and rarely went outside. Are the clouds in the outside world always this beautiful?”

“Reporting to Grandmaster Uncle, at this time of day it usually rains a little. This kind of glow and clouds—we’re seeing it for the first time as well…”

Ethan Brooks hurriedly bowed.

Samuel Clark nodded. “That makes sense. The weather is quite dry. This one here, with all its dazzling colors, might just be a rain cloud—maybe it’ll pour down at any moment!”

“Rain cloud?” Ethan Brooks shook his head. “Impossible…”

Though he didn’t know why so many colorful clouds had suddenly appeared, it was definitely related to some treasure or the like. Rain… was almost impossible!

He was about to explain, but before he could open his mouth, a muffled thunder rumbled overhead, the seven-colored light slowly faded, and a torrential downpour immediately began to fall.

“Well, looks like it really was a rain cloud!” Samuel Clark laughed heartily.

He hadn’t expected the sky of this other world to be so cooperative—he’d just made a casual guess and got it right.

“……”

At the same time, Ethan Brooks and Robert Scott were stunned, eyes wide.

He said it was a rain cloud, and it started raining—was this… words becoming reality?

Forget about an eighteen-year-old who had only cultivated for ten years—even those powerful sect leaders of Great Qian State, those super experts at the Void Immortal Realm, couldn’t do this. Only those legendary Saints might have such an ability!

Could Grandmaster Uncle be a Saint?

The two shook their heads at the same time.

Ten thousand years ago, a great change occurred, the path to ascension disappeared, and not only were there no more Saints on the continent, there weren’t even any immortals—let alone this Grandmaster Uncle, who was younger than them.

No point thinking about it. Ethan Brooks waved his hand, and a barrier of vital energy appeared overhead, blocking the falling raindrops. He was about to invite Grandmaster Uncle to move forward when his body suddenly trembled and his face turned pale.

“Senior brother…”

Robert Scott was momentarily stunned. Looking up, he immediately saw thirty-six beams of light and spiritual energy in the sky, merging with the rain and falling down.

This was the power of heaven and earth infused with the Dao of the Saints. For Saints, it was a reward, but for ordinary people, it was a punishment. Even though the power was diluted to less than one percent by the rain, it was still far beyond what they could withstand!

Boom!

In less than two breaths, the air barrier couldn’t hold and exploded. The falling raindrops, like arrows, struck their bodies, quickly shattering the protective true essence on their skin. Under the immense pressure and impact, their dantians churned violently.

“If this keeps up, we’ll die…”

Ethan Brooks and Robert Scott turned pale, unable to resist any longer. They sat down on the ground in unison, their internal vital energy roaring, white steam rising from their heads.

This was a sign that their true essence was operating at its limit.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!

The water flowed like acid, corroding their strength. In just a minute, their bodies were in turmoil, and blood seeped from the corners of their mouths.

What on earth was going on?

Heaven and earth’s power merging with the rain—was it just in this small area, or was the entire Great Yan State affected?

If it was just a small area, and it happened to be right above them… what rotten luck!

“Right, Grandmaster Uncle…”

Nervous, the two looked up—and immediately saw a scene they could hardly believe.

The Grandmaster Uncle they were so worried about was now quietly standing in the rain, arms outstretched, eyes closed—not only showing no sign of pressure, but actually looking as if he was enjoying it.

The torrential rain, infused with the power of heaven and earth, poured down on him. The vast and mighty force stirred up pure white mist around his body. This mist—just a wisp of it would be unbearable for cultivators like them—yet he was not only unharmed, but absorbing it all…

Is this really… an ordinary person?

If I have to believe that, then I must be out of my mind!

No need to think about it—he’s definitely a master, one whose depths they can’t fathom!

Unlike their suffering, Samuel Clark hadn’t seen rain in ten whole years. Overjoyed, he spread his arms wide and enjoyed it to the fullest.

Warm and cozy, it felt a bit like soaking in a hot spring.

“So comfortable!”

A soft murmur.

As expected of a world where cultivation is possible—even the rain is different from that on Earth.

After enjoying it for a while, he felt the rain gradually lessen. Only then did he open his eyes, his gaze falling on Ethan Brooks and Robert Scott.