There was a saying in his previous life.
Back when ancient humans still lived in caves, wild beasts lay dormant on rainy days, making them rare periods of safety. Thus, hearing rain would make people relax as well; the feeling had practically been etched into their genes and persisted to this day.
Zhang Qingyuan did not know whether that saying was true.
But it was certainly true that rainy days calmed his mind.
Looking at the Dreamlike Spiritual Medicine Field glowing hazily amid the Spiritual Rain, Zhang Qingyuan felt as though all the dust and weariness he had accumulated over the past year had been washed clean by the rain.
Or perhaps, it was simply the satisfaction of reaping the immense wealth before his eyes.
Thinking back thirty years, when he had just transmigrated to this world and struggled to survive in the Cloud Water Sect Outer Sect, he had painstakingly trained in farming Techniques and Martial Arts for cultivation resources, taking on all kinds of farming assignments to earn the rewards he needed for cultivation.
During that period, he had nearly become a spirit planter in the eyes of others.
Thinking of those stirring years, then looking at himself now, already standing in a realm he had once only dreamed of—even if Entering and Leaving the Azure Sky remained beyond him, he had long since achieved the freedom to soar through the skies.
Looking at the immense wealth before him, Zhang Qingyuan was filled with countless emotions for a time.
This rain he had summoned was both a soothing balm for the exhaustion in his heart over the past year and a cleansing rite for the difficult road he had traveled over so many years!
The dust that had settled during those bygone years also dispersed at this moment.