The South Sea was too far away; it was closer to summon clouds from the East Sea.
For small-scale troublemaking with wind and rain, she could simply draw clouds from nearby. But the Northern Lands were far too vast. After much study, Bai Yujun decided the best method was to go to the coast and bring clouds from there. It would certainly be harder, but the results would be best.
She traveled through the starry night and reached the shores of the East Sea.
Dressed in a fitted white outfit and wearing a straw hat, she stood atop a seaside reef and gazed out at the ocean. Water vapor rose before her, carrying a faint summons. She wanted to enter the sea, yet instinct told her something was missing. The time had not yet come.
"The time isn't right yet..."
Blue waters crashed against the reef, furious waves surged into the sky. At dawn, she waited quietly for the red sun to rise.
The horizon sat high, as though the sea could swallow the land at any moment. The red sun leaped above the horizon, its rosy light stretching endlessly. Faced with such a scene, Bai Yujun felt she ought to compose a poem and display this flood dragon's extraordinary talent. After thinking for a long while, she spat and gave up.
She could not write poems about Kunpeng soaring a hundred thousand li. Who knew where creatures that enormous even were, whether something so gigantic would run around everywhere, and so on.
Water vapor gathered over the East Sea without reaching land, as if something were holding it back.
"Interesting."
She rummaged through her storage pouch, found a rain cape, and draped it over herself. Rolling up her trouser legs, she changed into straw sandals. Her soft, pale little