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A thunderstorm came down with a loud rumble. It began to rain heavily without any warning, as if a huge thundercloud had drifted over from the Ni Sea. The whole city was shrouded in the storm, followed by a heavy downpour.
The gray waves merged with the hazy sky. The rain and mist drifted in the sky, making the beautiful city on the coast look like an oil painting that had been splashed with water. The colors were fading, making it difficult to see clearly.
The little wild dragon was very happy on the rainy day. It was like a little crop, sucking in the raindrops filled with the presence of lightning.
Zhu Minglang was utterly bored.
The weather at the seaside was always unpredictable.
Originally, he planned to take Little Qing Zhuo, who had just woken up, further away to challenge some more powerful Devil Spirits. Unfortunately, most of the creatures would also hide in their nests under the rain of the ocean, and they couldn't see any trace of them.
"Zhu Minglang, Zhu Minglang, don't sleep!!" Outside the door, there was a hurried knock.
Zhu Minglang yawned. In this kind of heavy rain, listening to the sound of the rain like a zither, what else could he do but sleep?
"What's the matter?" asked Zhu Minglang.
"It's a bunch of White Witch Moths. I think they were startled by the sudden thunderstorm. Their wings were wet, so they couldn't fly. They were blown away by the strong wind and scattered around the bay near the High Court like banknotes. Everyone is trying to catch them. Hurry up, or you'll be in big trouble if you miss them!" Hong Hao said excitedly.
"What are White Witch Moths?" Zhu Minglang was confused.
"I just heard it from someone else. The White Witch Moths are a special kind of night creature in the Ni Sea. Their wings will absorb the moonlight when the moon is full, and something like a stamen will grow on their tails. A White Witch Moth is equivalent to a stamen of moonlight. You should know the price of a moonlight item on the market, right? "said Hong Hao.
"I know that, but the problem is, there are so many people in Jia Man City. Everyone is trying to catch these White Witch Moths. How many can we catch?" Zhu Minglang didn't like following blindly.
"Brother, I think you should come with me to take a look. You won't say that if you see it. The thunderstorm must have destroyed the White Witch Moths' nests. There are so many of them that you can't even describe them!" Hong Hao said.
Zhu Minglang opened his umbrella and followed Hong Hao to see the so-called white witch moth.
"If you want to go, then go. Why are you hugging a blue pillow? Are you planning to sleep at Yuting's place?" Hong Hao said angrily.
"Er, this is my new little Ying Ling," said Zhu Minglang.
"…" Hong Hao took a closer look and realized that there was a pair of big elven eyes on the exquisite blue velvet bolster!
They were really elves!
When her eyes were closed, she indeed looked like an exquisite round pillow.
"She's quite clingy. We just have to bring her with us," said Zhu Minglang helplessly.
The little Wild Jiao might have just been born, but it was more mature and self-reliant. After Zhu Minglang fed it some beef, it started washing its scales in the thunderstorm.
The thunderstorm was able to nourish the Jiao while sharpening its young scales. Either way, the little Wild Jiao was very hardworking and independent.
Little Ying Ling, on the other hand, was completely different.
He had to hug her.
When she heard the thunder, she burrowed into Zhu Minglang's embrace. She didn't even dare to open her eyes, much less that pair of pointed ears. They drooped down and she became a little furball.
Zhu Minglang had no choice but to walk around with her in his arms.
Fortunately, after a few days of cultivation, Little Ying and Little Wild Jiao were growing up healthily. If they grew a little more, Zhu Minglang would be able to strengthen their spiritual aptitude. This way, they would be able to enter the next stage of growth earlier and move towards becoming dragons.
"White Wizard Moths, they're the same type of elves as your little Ying Ling," Mr. Koi floated out. He didn't swim around in the air like he usually did.
"Mr. Koi, do you know about the White Wizard Moths?" asked Zhu Minglang.
"Little creatures that absorb the essence of the Heavens and Earth are very rare. The White Wizard Moths are usually found in wetlands, forests, or islands. If there are only one or two of them, you don't have to waste your time capturing them with your current cultivation. However, it's a different story if they come in groups. The little Bai Qi needs the energy of the moon …" said Mr. Koi.
"Mm, even though I don't know when they are going to break out of their cocoons, it's better to prepare some Spiritual Talents that are hard to collect in advance," said Zhu Minglang.
"Zhu Minglang, can you move your umbrella closer to me? Do you think it's appropriate for me to get caught in the cold rain?" snapped Mr. Koi.
Zhu Minglang glanced at the little golden Koi hiding under his umbrella …
Ugh, is a fish afraid of getting caught in the rain?
Zhu Minglang did not say it out loud in the end. He had no choice but to move slightly to block the rain for Mr. Koi.
Hong Hao, who was walking in front, turned around and glanced at Zhu Minglang with a confused look.
Each of the little elves that Zhu Minglang raised was weirder than the previous one.
A bolster, a flying fish …
"Roundy, do you have any other abilities apart from extracting Spiritual Qi?" asked Mr. Koi.
"I've been trying these days, but I haven't found anything yet," said Zhu Minglang.
"Pop ~" Little Firefly suddenly rubbed against Zhu Minglang's chest. It raised one of its ears and pointed at a small peninsula in the high court like an arrow.
"It seems to have found something that it's interested in," said Mr. Koi.
Even the knowledgeable Mr. Koi did not know much about Little Firefly. However, he had the same idea as Zhu Minglang. Little Firefly's value was definitely higher than the Thunder Dragon Whelp. Its ability was too special. If it was properly cultivated, it would become a portable Spiritual Cloud Well!
"Let's go and take a look," said Zhu Minglang.
Zhu Minglang did not follow Hong Hao. He followed Little Firefly's instructions and walked towards the high court peninsula.
At this point, Zhu Minglang could already see the surface of the gray sea was covered in a layer of wet white, like cotton. It was a spectacular sight.
Under the heavy rain, the cotton-like White Witch Moths could be seen trying to fly into the air, but they were all mercilessly knocked back down. Their bodies were as light as paper, and they wouldn't sink into the ocean, so they all floated on the surface of the water.
"Pop, pop, pop!"
Little Firefly was even more excited. It jumped down from Zhu Minglang's arms and hopped toward one of the ponds on the peninsula.
At the same time, Zhu Minglang saw Little Firefly's blue fur glowing like flowing water.
Zhu Minglang quickly caught up with Little Firefly, feeling puzzled.
He could not see Little Firefly's legs. How was it able to jump around so happily? Was it relying on its chubby belly?
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