Second Peak, Phoenix Perch Cliff.
Today, a great wind, with rain.
Ye Qingzhou sat cross-legged at the edge of the cliff, braving the wind and rain, occasionally looking up to observe the sun and moon, and sometimes bowing his head to overlook the mountains and rivers, continually contemplating the wondrous interplay of Yin and Yang, capturing the flow of energy of all things in the universe.
At this moment, his spirit was elevated infinitely, as if merging with the heavens and earth.
Yet, within his perception, what Ye Qingzhou focused on was a seemingly insignificant drop of water amidst the torrential rain.
This drop of water, from the ocean, evaporated under the sunlight as the temperature rose, and then, due to varying air pressures, was blown to the land by the wind.
