The rain outside the window had thinned considerably, perhaps because there were no more secrets left to shroud, and the remaining cold and rain merely served as a backdrop to highlight the warmth from the fire stone in the girl's palm.
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Inside the room, Xu Chang'an and Li Zhibai chatted idly.
Li Zhibai was astonished by Xu Chang'an's peculiar connection to the rain, but she did not inquire further.
Approaching the Qiankun Realm, she still couldn't discern the true nature of the rainwater, yet Xu Chang'an could easily resist it. There was too much to discuss here, and it was far from as simple as it seemed.
At the very least, she began to believe that Xu Chang'an's origins were extraordinary, likely an Immortal Reincarnation.
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Xu Chang'an realized Li Zhibai always talked about inconsequential matters rather than the main issue, which unexpectedly made him feel relieved.
