Southern Province, Southern Sea.
Lu Qing stood atop a leaf boat, his robes fluttering gracefully.
The sea and sky, merged into one expanse, reflected in his eyes.
Many merchant ships and seagoing vessels from Southern Province sailed these waters. The sea was often rough and perilous, and aquatic demon beasts frequently appeared beneath the Southern Sea.
Lu Qing had not gone far out to sea. He had merely found a spot near the coast to cultivate the Cloud and Rain Art. He had long since mastered this spell to perfection, yet the divine ability to command wind and rain had stubbornly refused to appear.
"Commanding wind and rain is originally an innate divine ability of the dragon race. If I want to experience it firsthand, Myriad Dragon Lake would be a good place."
Lu Qing lowered his hand. At that moment, he realized he had overlooked some of the resources close at hand.
What divine ability could compare to this innate ability of true dragons?
At least from Lu Qing's current perspective, there was no need to seek afar what lay close by.
"It is time to break through."
As soon as the words fell, his aura abruptly surged.
Over the next few days, pure innate spiritual power hung suspended within Lu Qing's dantian. Drop by drop, when the water was full, the channel opened. The breakthrough seemed to encounter no obstruction at all, and he easily crossed the next threshold, reaching the eighth realm of the Purple Mansion.
Lu Qing did not feel much surprise at reaching the eighth realm of the Purple Mansion.
Ever since he had begun taking on missions, he had more or less been able to sense during these trials that his next breakthrough would not be far away.
They said that those with exceptional