For those with lower cultivation who wanted to eat, they would retrieve dry food from their inner worlds and casually satisfy their hunger.
Her Excellency Lady Qiaoqiao lay on Senior Sister Liang's back and fell into a deep sleep. She was awakened by the sound of raindrops slapping.
Looking up, she saw round raindrops floating in the sky, gradually forming a line and gaining intensity.
Only the sound of running water filled the air.
"The rain is too heavy. We need to find a place to take cover for a while." Although the Holy Son had activated his defensive barrier, everything appeared a little blurry under the rain.
Qiao Mu had already taken out an umbrella from her inner world and held it above Liang Qingqing's head.
Initially, everyone thought they were just ordinary umbrellas, but upon closer inspection…
The umbrella automatically repelled all the raindrops.
