"Rumble..."
Muffled thunder rolled across the sky. Daoist Xue continued writing inside the room, but the thunderstorm slowed his movements, and he looked up toward the doorway. It was already getting late, and now the sky darkened almost visibly.
Late-autumn thunderstorms came no slower than those in midsummer, especially in a coastal town like Haiyu County, where the weather could change at a moment's notice.
And lately, the skies over Haiyu County, and even North Sea Commandery, had been particularly fond of rain.
Hui Mian darted out from the roof beam, treading on the wind to reach the rooftop.
High in the sky, dark clouds rolled together, flashing with lightning from time to time. Above the highest clouds, a Black-Robed Man stood gazing toward the ocean.
This wind and rain had not been brought about by his magic. His mere presence here made moisture gather readily, so even a light shower could turn into a thunderstorm.
As heavy rain began falling below, the man withdrew his gaze from the distance and looked down. He seemed to see straight through the clouds to the little town of Haiyu County beneath them, and a cold smile appeared on his face.
Resentment and karmic grievances were inseparably intertwined. With a little exploitation of mortal ignorance, followed by a push to fan the waves, the resentment stirred through Ya Ci's scales was easily twisted.
Under such circumstances, retribution would most likely fail to come, while the resentment would only grow stronger and more polluted.
"In the end, you're still an ill-omened creature. Why cling on as a lingering ghost? Dissipate into heaven and earth sooner rather than later..."
As he muttered to himself, Ya You's gaze seemed to search the mortal world as well.
So many years had passed that even Ya You had