Lu Yin looked at the Rainmaster expectantly, “Tutor, could you help me get to nine stars?”

“Let’s see when you get onto the Rain List,” the Rainmaster dismissed indifferently. The man left soon after, but he left an excited Lu Yin behind. His current Cosmic Art was only limited to eight stars, and the ninth could be a part of the next set. That was something he might never achieve on his own, so it would be wonderful if the Rainmaster could help him figure it out. But could it really be deciphered so easily? He wasn’t sure. While he hadn’t seen the full extent of this technique’s powers, it was still terrifying.

“Getting onto the Rain List will have to wait until I become a Melder,” he muttered to himself. While he could technically continue practicing until he reached that point, he had no plans to wither away on these trees. The best thing to do was find a way to make money and integrate with...