Jiayin nodded, then looked up at the sky and silently said to herself: You can stop now.
Miraculously, as if responding to her, the rain abruptly ceased. The dark clouds scattered, and sunlight blazed down onto the earth.
Fang Youwei looked up at the sky and reached out his hand. The rain had indeed stopped. The bright sun was so intense he could barely open his eyes.
Seeing the sky clear, the old lady beamed with joy and pulled Jiayin into her arms, planting a loud kiss on her chubby cheek. “Oh my heavens! The rain has finally stopped! Jiayin truly brings good fortune—the moment you mention the rain, it stops!”
The old lady had no idea she had hit the truth, because this rain had indeed been brought by Ao Jiayin.
Originally, the drought here was supposed to last three years before ending. But with Ao Jiayin’s arrival, it ended a full year early. You see, dragons were responsible for bringing rain and also loved being in watery environments. If she hadn’t called for it to stop, the rain could have continued indefinitely…
Someone might ask: Why was her space sealed, but not her abilities?
Her space was sealed because it contained many artifacts from higher-level planes, any one of which could destroy this plane if taken out.
As for the little dragon cub herself, her cultivation level wasn’t high. Her innate ability was to summon clouds and bring rain, and she could only cover the area of a single commandery. If she were an adult dragon, the entire continent might have been flooded…
Jiayin felt very pleased to be praised. She tilted her little head up proudly and thought: I can also make it rain again! But as soon as the thought arose, the rain started pouring down once more!
She quickly looked up and silently recited: Stop, stop, stop! Forget what I just said! The rain ceased abruptly again.
Old Madam Yang and Li looked strangely at the sky and murmured, “Why is the weather so abnormal today—starting and stopping like this? Could it be mountain spirits causing trouble?” They felt a bit uneasy. They’d better not run into any. Out here in the middle of nowhere, they’d be wiped out in one go.
Jiayin looked at them innocently. “Is there something wrong with that?”
Old Madam Yang said to her, “Of course there is. When it keeps switching between rain and sun like this, it usually means mountain spirits are at work. Legend has it that when they cultivate in the mountains and transform into human form, they encounter a thunder tribulation, and a downpour comes along with it!”
Jiayin’s face fell. She had caused the rain. She was no mountain spirit—she had a celestial registry! Her father had registered her for it when she was still just an egg.
Fang Zhiyuan saw her gloomy expression and thought she was afraid of mountain spirits. He gave her a reassuring smile. “Don’t be scared, little sister. Mountain spirits stay in the mountains and rarely come down to harm people. Grandma says if they harm people, they’ll be struck dead by lightning.”
Jiayin looked at him speechlessly. She wanted to say she wasn’t afraid—she could crush them with one claw—but on second thought, they were ordinary humans. It was better not to frighten them…
The group went ashore on a gentle earthen slope. Barefoot, they trudged through the mud, stepping high and low, and made their way up the slope. Fang Youwei, still in the water, untied the wheels from under the plank and fumbled to attach them, then pulled the cart onto the shore.
Jiayin asked curiously, “Uncle, why didn’t you wait until you were on shore to do that? Working in the water without being able to see must be so much harder!”
Old Madam Yang explained to her, “In the water, the plank floats. You can attach the wheels without unloading the luggage on top. If you do it on shore, you have to take everything off the plank first.”
Jiayin suddenly understood and nodded. So that was it. She looked at all the things on the plank—there was quite a lot. Loading and unloading would indeed be a hassle.
But if it were her, she could just lift the plank and the luggage together…