While writing a diary at Zongwu, Wang Yuyan falls in love with someone else.

Aunt Zhou gave Xiao Wu a wink, then walked behind the counter, her back to everyone.

The three mysterious men then found a table and sat down.

The two tables were next to each other. Du Bingyan looked at the woman in the snow coat with curiosity, clearly wanting to know what she looked like.

Xiao Wu brought over the teapot that Aunt Zhou had brewed. When he saw that the three mysterious people's clothes were dry, 370 exclaimed in surprise, "Wow, how come they're not wet at all? Is it not raining outside?"

His expression was blank and confused, as if he was extremely shocked by what he was seeing.

Unfortunately, none of the three mysterious men offered any explanation for his question.

Xiao Wu had no choice but to suppress his curiosity. As he went forward to pour tea for them, he exclaimed in admiration, "The three gentlemen have truly profound inner strength. I have been in the martial world for so long, and this is the first time I have ever seen someone stroll leisurely in the rain without getting a single drop of rain on them."

The middle-aged man took a sip of tea, scoffed upon hearing this, and said with a face full of disdain, "What internal strength? You're ignorant!"

"Kurokawa!" The old man frowned, his voice carrying an air of authority.

Kurokawa's smug expression froze on his face. He lowered his head and dared not utter another word.

Xiao Wu looked embarrassed and said with a forced smile, "Please enjoy your meal, esteemed guests."

After that, he turned around and left.

The woman in the snow coat suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist.

In an instant, a strong chill surged from his wrist throughout his body. Xiao Wu felt as if he were naked in a frozen wasteland, his entire body stiff with cold.

They wanted to break free, but couldn't move at all.

Xiao Wu's expression changed drastically, and fear showed in his eyes.

Just then, a surge of heat welled up within him, counteracting the chill.

With the balance of hot and cold restored, Xiao Wu finally regained his ability to move.

However, he did not break free immediately. Instead, he looked at the red light that suddenly appeared in his palm and exclaimed in astonishment, "What... what's going on?"

The woman in the snow coat did not answer, but slowly took off her hat, revealing short hair that reached her ears and a delicate face.

The girl's face was youthful and delicate, not stunningly beautiful, but her features were exquisite, making her a typical girl from a modest family.

What is most striking is her pair of pupils.

It's blue!

The girl in the snow coat looked up at Xiao Wu, her blue pupils like two cold diamonds, and said, "You just held the divine sword, have you ever seen the sword attendant?"

Although it was a question, the tone was extremely certain, with a hint of urgency.

"Divine sword? Sword attendant? What are you talking about, young lady?" Xiao Wu asked, looking puzzled.

However, to the three mysterious men, this expression was simply feigning ignorance.

Kurokawa said, "The red light in his palm is so obvious, he must have just touched the divine sword not long ago."

The white-haired old man nodded: "That's right, I don't think the person has gone far."

As he spoke, he looked outside and swung his palm out: "Rise!"

Without any fluctuation of true energy, the icy rain outside suddenly disappeared.

It didn't stop; rather, carried by a gentle breeze, the entire curtain of rain began to move in all directions.

Du Bingyan and Xiao Wu were dumbfounded.

Commanding the wind and rain?!

What kind of divine skill is this!

Du Bingyan was alright, having heard of and seen many strange occurrences, but Xiao Wu was completely dumbfounded.

It turns out that these three people were the ones who caused this freezing rain.

After casually striking with his palm, the white-haired old man made no other moves. Instead, he and Kurokawa closed their eyes, as if sensing something.

At the same time, the heat in Xiao Wu's body began to dissipate, and the chill regained its advantage.

He tried to pull his hand back, but the girl in the snow coat held it firmly.

Soon, Xiao Wu started shivering all over, his lips turned white from the cold, and his eyebrows were covered with frost. He stammered, "Miss, your hands are so cold, are you sick?"

The girl in the snow coat looked at him coldly, her indifferent tone devoid of any emotion: "If you don't tell me where the swordsman is, you'll be the one who gets sick."

Xiao Wu: "..."

Just when he was about to give up, the white-haired old man and Kurokawa opened their eyes at the same time.

"Found it, let's go!"

Upon hearing this, the girl in the snow coat released Xiao Wu, and the three of them quickly left the teahouse.

Xiao Wu gradually regained his body temperature, and after calming down, a flash of inspiration struck him.

"The divine sword... the divine sword... could it be him?"

Thinking of that divine sword that could understand human speech, attack autonomously, and protect its master, a sudden realization welled up in his heart.

At this moment, Jiang Sishui called out, "Boss lady, the bill is due."

"Hey, you're here!"

Aunt Zhou, who had been hiding to the side just moments before and hadn't uttered a sound even when Xiao Wu was almost frozen to death, came over decisively.

Jiang Sishui paid for the tea and smiled, "Aunt Zhou, your tea is very delicious, but I may not be able to drink it again in the future."

Aunt Zhou laughed and said, "What are you saying, sir? My little shop is right here. If you want a drink, just come on over. How could I not serve you?"

Jiang Sishui replied, "Selling tea is just a small business. Once Aunt Zhou has completed a big deal and her wish is fulfilled, she will naturally stop running the tea stall."

"A big deal? What big deal? I don't know anything about it."

"I want to do this big business with you, but the time isn't right yet. Aunt Zhou will find out when the time comes."

"You want to do business with me?"

Aunt Zhou looked suspicious.

Unfortunately, Jiang Sishui didn't explain further and left with Du Bingyan.

Watching the two figures disappear into the distance, Aunt Zhou frowned, her heart filled with doubt and unease.

boom!

A loud thud as something heavy hit the ground startled her.

Aunt Zhou turned around and saw that Xiao Wu had already fainted on the ground.

225 The Rain Clan of the Ice Domain, Empress Jian, the Witch Lord

The Northern Darkness True Qi can be both cold and hot. Jiang Sishui used it to dry the horses, and the two continued on their way.

"Brother Jiang, who were those three people just now? How could they possibly control the wind and rain?"

Du Bingyan found a comfortable position and leaned against Jiang Sishui's chest. After hesitating for a moment, she couldn't suppress her curiosity and asked the question that had been bothering her.

That miraculous skill truly shocked her.

Jiang Sishui pondered for a moment and said, "They are from the Rain Clan."

"The Rain Clan? Is it a family?"

"No, they are not like ordinary aristocratic families, but a tribal group with a long history."

"tribe?"

"Yes. This tribe lives in a mysterious place called the 'Ice Domain'. Perhaps it is because when they appear, blue ice rain falls, that's why they are called the 'Rain Tribe'."

"Huh? Are the Rain Clan born with the ability to summon wind and rain?"

"I don't know. But I think it's probably related to the witchcraft they practice, not just their physique."

"witchcraft?"

"You can think of it as something similar to magic in mythology, though the two are not entirely the same. And what they cultivate is not true qi, but a kind of witchcraft power that is completely different from mainstream martial arts."

“Witchcraft… witch power…” Du Bingyan was even more shocked: “Is the entire tribe like this?”

Jiang Sishui thought for a moment and said, "It's unlikely to be an entire tribe. It should be that every once in a while, a few special geniuses will appear in the tribe, and only they can cultivate witch power."

"special?"

"Yes. This must be related to their heritage or bloodline."

"Inheritance or bloodline..." Du Bingyan seemed to understand but not quite.

Jiang Sishui didn't go into further explanation, but changed the subject: "That young woman was walking ahead of the other two, so she must be of a higher status. She should be the next generation's 'Witch Lord' of the Rain Clan."

"Witch Lord? What's that?"

"The highest leader of the Rain Clan."

"How did Brother Jiang know she was a backup sorcerer?"

"Because of her eyes."

"Ah, I see, her eyes are blue."

Jiang Sishui nodded slightly: "Only the eyes of the Witch Lord and the Rain Clan members who are just one step away from becoming Witch Lords will turn blue."