Inner Demons

Kun Wuzi was slightly surprised. After a moment, he asked, "What do you mean by that?"

"The literal meaning," Li Yunxin paused again, looking up at the sky.

Then he muttered to himself, "The rain is heavy. At this rate, many houses in the city will collapse."

After saying this, his eyes suddenly turned golden-yellow. Fine scales appeared on his cheeks, and white strands mixed with his black hair. Clouds of mist rose from his hair, as if his white hair was drifting and turning into vapor.

"Stop," he said in a low voice.

The rain by Dongting Lake immediately abated, turning from a downpour to a drizzle, and then to scattered drops. The dense clouds in the high sky rolled back and shrank, becoming wisps of white clouds. And the lead-gray color that receded from the clouds seemed to have all run into Li Yunxin's hair—the originally black and white mixed hair turned back to jet black, the fine scales on his cheeks receded, and the golden-yellow in his eyes also faded, making him a handsome young man again.

Once the dense clouds dispersed, the sun came out.

Unfortunately, it was no longer a bright sun. He had started fighting with Yue Yunzi in the afternoon, and now it was close to dusk. The sky was dim, and the sun was setting to the west of the distant mountains, which were covered in a whole stretch of red clouds.

Li Yunxin sighed, "A pity."