Zhao Xing walked to the bow of the ship and took out the Cloud Rain Pearl, a deep blue orb that immediately attracted the attention of everyone on the flying boat.
"His Cloud Rain Pearl has such a large collection," Jiang He said, his gaze sharpening. "It must be the largest collected on this flying boat."
"Such good luck," Jiang Hai said sourly. "He discovered it first."
Zhuo Li looked at the blue pearl, and the smug expression he had earlier faded away.
Just looking at this Rain Pearl, as long as Zhao Xing's Rain Method wasn't too poor, he could achieve good results in this barrier.
"If the Rain Pearl has no blue, even if the clouds move, it is in vain. If the Rain Pearl has seven parts blue, the clouds will bring rain and crush the mountains," Hua Zhilin said, staring at the pearl in Zhao Xing's hand, her voice soft. "Brother Zhao's Rain Pearl has at least five parts blue."
Zhao Xing: "……"
He suspected that Hua Zhilin was deliberately messing with people's minds.
"Sir, is there a rule against others interfering?"
The judge could hardly take it anymore and dropped a stern warning: "Yes, if anyone makes noise during another's trial, they will be disqualified."
Now everyone fell silent, quietly watching Zhao Xing perform.
"Clouds come!"