A Dao Rain

A Dao Rain?

What was this?

Lin Jiufeng was deeply puzzled. He looked out the window. The sky had been clear for miles, white clouds drifting lazily, but in the blink of an eye, dark clouds had blotted it out, lightning flashed, and thunder rumbled.

"Why is it suddenly raining?" Outside the study, Bai Ling had been lying on the ground. Now she stood up and looked on in confusion.

The three little ones, who had experienced Enlightenment during rain several times before, all looked excitedly toward Lin Jiufeng's study.

"Whenever it rained before, it came with immense spiritual energy. Will it be the same this time?"

"The previous rains were all brought down by Martial Uncle's guidance of that spiritual energy. Will Martial Uncle guide it this time?"

"Of course he will. Martial Uncle is omnipotent."

The three little ones held Lin Jiufeng in immense admiration. They all watched the outside expectantly, waiting for the rain to fall.

Even Bai Yunfei stood in the Golden Summit Great Hall of the Feather Transformation Sect, secretly looking forward to it.

Rumble!

Before long, dark clouds completely shrouded this patch of heaven and earth. Thick bolts of lightning snaked like winding giant dragons, revealing themselves only occasionally in the sky while spending most of their time swimming through the vast black clouds.

The gale howled in fury.

Night descended.

It was like the end of days.

This rain was fiercer and more terrifying than the previous rains—more terrifying even than any rain people remembered.

Everyone watched nervously.

Inside the study, Lin Jiufeng stood by the window and observed the changes between heaven and earth. He keenly realized what this Dao Rain meant.

It was using heaven and earth as a Scroll Painting, painting countless Great Daos upon it. How much one could comprehend depended on the viewer's own fortune.

"This Dao Rain has come at exactly the right time," Lin Jiufeng murmured, delight filling his heart. He immediately sent his voice to everyone in the Feather Transformation Sect.

"This is a stroke of fortune that can only be encountered, never sought. Devote yourselves fully to it. How much you can comprehend and how far you can improve will depend on your own fortune."

Hearing this, everyone's spirits rose.

The three little ones, Wen Xinyun and the others, immediately sat cross-legged in meditation along the corridor outside the Scripture Pavilion. Each occupied a direction and observed the Dao Rain in their own way.

Little Fox Bai Ling ran to the roof of the Scripture Pavilion. On its highest level, she crouched on all fours and watched quietly.

Inside the Golden Summit Great Hall, Bai Yunfei had long since clasped his hands in salute and waited eagerly. He awaited the torrential spiritual energy that would descend with the rain. He felt that if there were a few more rains, the immense, fresh spiritual energy would be enough to batter through the Ninth Restriction without any issue.

Rumble!

At that moment, thunder boomed from the heavens. Accompanied by raging winds, rain began to fall.

At first, there were only a few drops. Then, as though Heaven had lifted its eyelids, rain poured down in sheets, blanketing the area around the Feather Transformation Sect.

When he saw the rain fall, Lin Jiufeng casually cast the Rain Character Art.

Boom!!!

The next instant, the Rain Character Art drew down vast spiritual energy, covering the Feather Transformation Sect.

Bai Yunfei and the others immediately began Cultivation, absorbing the immense spiritual energy. They did not notice the changes in the sky at that moment.

Lin Jiufeng could not help reminding them, "Don't bury your heads in bitter cultivation and absorb spiritual energy. Look up at the sky."

Confused, everyone raised their heads and looked at the sky shrouded in dark clouds, streaked with lightning and rolling with thunder.

What was there?

Bai Yunfei was the first to notice something strange. He had only glanced at it casually when his body shuddered. His eyes widened at once, and he said in disbelief, "The Great Dao is in the sky."

Yes, the Great Dao was in the sky.

At that moment, the dark clouds were like thick ink, and the lightning like brushstrokes. Together, they outlined a Heaven and Earth Scroll.

Within that Scroll were the Great Daos of heaven and earth.

They were clearly visible and constantly changing.

Bai Yunfei saw the Dao he had comprehended, the Dao within the Ninth Restriction, and the opportunity for a breakthrough.

The longer he watched, the deeper he sank into it, unable to pull himself free.

Gradually, he began to attain Enlightenment. Driven by the immense spiritual energy, his realm loosened, and he strode forward in great steps.

It was not only Bai Yunfei. Wen Xinyun and the other two, along with Little Fox Bai Ling, were all shaken by such simple and lucid Great Daos. Soon afterward, they too fell into Enlightenment.

One after another, they became immersed in the Sea of Daos that was this world. How much they could comprehend depended on their individual fortune.

Instead, no one paid any attention to the immense spiritual energy Lin Jiufeng had drawn down with the Rain Character Art.

Seeing this, Lin Jiufeng smiled faintly. Since they had all entered Enlightenment, he too began his own.

The world was a painting. Dark clouds and lightning, torrential rain and wild winds, outlined a breathtaking Scroll Painting. In Lin Jiufeng's eyes, it was brilliant with color.

He comprehended them one by one, gradually becoming immersed within them as well.

At the same time, behind him, the Chronicle of Ages silently appeared. Its pages turned continuously, revealing the Dao Lin Jiufeng had comprehended and mutually confirming it against the Worldly Dao upon the World Scroll.

Rather than immediately attempting to break through his realm, Lin Jiufeng began seeking out the flaws in the Dao he had comprehended before.

At this moment, the world was a vast Scroll Painting, while the Chronicle of Ages was a smaller one, recording the Visions and Dao Lin Jiufeng had comprehended.

Lin Jiufeng was verifying them, uncovering the flaws within the Visions and Dao he had comprehended, then correcting them. This would make their power greater and his foundation stronger, giving him greater confidence when he broke through in the future.

The Chronicle of Ages flipped through page after page, sorting through every Dao Lin Jiufeng had comprehended before. Every kind of Dao improved.

Until it opened to the newest page.

Upon that blank page, a new Great Dao slowly emerged.

"The world is a Scroll Painting, and everyone carries out their own affairs within it."

"I too am a person within the painting."

"Wen Xinyun, Zhou Tianzi, Yue Dashan, Bai Yunfei, and Little Fox are all people within the painting as well."

"The countless living beings and the vast thousand worlds, where all manner of wonders exist, create the splendor of this painting."

"Now, the world lies before my eyes. I will carve this painting down and write it into the Chronicle of Ages."

"This painting will help me enter the Ninth Restriction."

Lin Jiufeng silently gazed at the world, engraving what he saw and thought upon the Chronicle of Ages.

The Dao comprehended on this new page was called—Ephemeral World Painting.

Having comprehended a new Great Dao, Lin Jiufeng's realm rose at a tremendous pace. He consciously began absorbing the immense spiritual energy that descended with the rain, filling his body.

His realm continued to rise.

Late Eighth Restriction.

Eighth Restriction perfection.

By the time the rain stopped, Lin Jiufeng still had not broken through to the Ninth Restriction. He remained at Eighth Restriction perfection.

Yet he was not disappointed. Instead, he was extremely satisfied. This time, he had refined the Dao he had comprehended in the past, gained a new Great Dao, raised his realm, and absorbed immense spiritual energy.

Other than failing to break through to the Ninth Restriction, his gains were abundant.

"The Ninth Restriction is right there. I am not far from it, so there is no need to hurry. One step at a time—I will break through eventually," Lin Jiufeng said calmly.

Then he turned and looked at Wen Xinyun, Zhou Tianzi, and Yue Dashan outside the Scripture Pavilion.

The auras around the three little ones trembled again and again. Clearly, they were about to break through.