"Alas, fine!" Xiao Hua sighed aloud, yet he was not the least bit discouraged. He had used the Lightning Drawing Technique and the Cloud-Gathering and Rain-Making Technique precisely to intimidate petty schemers. If he could also bring rain and dew to the natives of Million Meng Mountain and obtain soul cultivator techniques in exchange, it was killing two birds with one stone. Why would he not be willing?
Over the next several months, Xiao Hua unfailingly performed the Cloud-Gathering and Rain-Making Technique every day. Moreover, those green seal characters seemed to cause absolutely no harm to his life essence. His face remained the same face, and the years had not left the slightest trace upon it! During those months, Xiao Hua's Primordial Spirit soared ninety thousand li upward within the mysterious dark clouds, reaching the very peak of Spirit Cleansing Heaven! He needed only one final step to charge into Bright Understanding Heaven!
Of course, the effect of the Cloud-Gathering and Rain-Making Technique on the Primordial Spirit was much like that of spiritual pills on a cultivator's cultivation. It was tremendously effective at the start, but the further it went, the weaker its effects became.
The soul shamans, sword cultivators, and even cultivators coveting Xiao Hua and the others had not decreased at first. Yet as the rain increased, more and more people noticed Xiao Hua's divine abilities. Everyone came to understand Xiao Hua's importance to Houtu Village, even to all of Million Meng Mountain. Everyone understood... that a person like him was not someone a single faction could control. Thus, in the end, the soul senses and divine thoughts sweeping over them actually grew much fewer, gradually vanishing altogether. Of course, most importantly, since Xiao Hua knew the Cloud Rain Summoning shamanic incantation, who could guarantee that he did