A light rain pattered down. Winter had passed and spring had come, bringing a hundred flowers into bloom. The spring rain mingled with the earth's vitality, filling the air with traces of coolness and floral fragrance. Yet to Ma Xiaotao, the rain now carried a hint of desolation. She knitted her brows, and a wisp of divine fire rose, driving away the chill between heaven and earth. The rain evaporated, draping her graceful figure in something like a veil of white gauze.
Jiang Hai summoned his divine fire as well. It was not as scorching as Ma Xiaotao's, but it carried an added trace of wisdom and civilization. Wherever he went, he seemed like a god walking among mortals, bringing civilization to the world. Even the rain seemed to gain wisdom and avoid his body. This was a flame of civilization.
Ma Xiaotao's eyes lit up as she looked at his divine fire. "You've already found a way to evolve your divine fire?" she asked in surprise.
Compared with seven months ago, Jiang Hai's divine fire had grown considerably stronger. Its temperature had not changed much, but Ma Xiaotao could sense that the divinity within it was growing ever stronger.
Jiang Hai nodded, the trace of sorrow in his heart dispersing. Over these seven months, he had kindled his divine fire to enlighten his mind. Yet as he developed one soul tool array after another and broke through problem after problem, his divine fire had also been growing silently.
Shrouded in rain, the two of them strolled along with their divine fires. Though they had not seen each other for seven months, there was scarcely any distance between them.
For the past seven months, Ma Xiaotao had been training diligently in the Inner Court. After obtaining the Divine Fire Demon