As they chatted back and forth, the two got along quite well. With the help of the four-fusion-soul beast, Lu Xiaotian had transformed into something almost like a puddle of mud and drifted across Blue Mirror Lake for more than twenty years. Without the old monster Firecloud giving him pointers, even Lu Xiaotian's patience would have worn thin.
One day, the sun hid behind the clouds. Dark clouds hung low, looking from afar like heaps piled atop the treetops. **Crack—**a bolt of lightning split the clouds, and rain immediately began pouring from the sky. Two men dressed in coarse cloth, with bare heads shaped like the character for "mountain" and bodies a head taller than ordinary humans, nimbly crossed the grass and came to the lakeshore. Each drew water from the lake with a green gourd. But halfway through, the water suddenly splashed, and a man burst from the lake without warning.
The two men with mountain-shaped heads were startled. They sprang back several yards as if jolted by electricity, then warily watched the figure floating on the lake. Perhaps it was a corpse.
Splash! A wave surged across the lake, and the person lying face-down in the water suddenly rolled over. The two men with mountain-shaped heads saw his face and were overcome with excitement.
Just then, a small whirlpool formed on the lake. From it emerged a fish noticeably larger than an ordinary person, its back lined with sharp spines. Having caught the scent of blood, the demon fish opened its jaws and lunged to bite the man floating on the water.
The two men with mountain-shaped heads were instantly enraged. One of them beckoned with both hands, and a four-foot-long axe appeared. He swung it down toward the water, and a massive axe-shaped shadow cleaved through the