The next experiment is the Rain Technique. After he formed the spell, the moisture in the air transformed into small raindrops, falling drop by drop on the rooftop.

Mo Jingyan discovered another surprising function of the Magical Treasure: the rain conjured in the room didn’t wet the floor at all.

It was as if the floor absorbed the raindrops.

Mo Jingyan marveled at yet another feature of the Flying Treasure—it can purify, automatically removing all kinds of grime, dust, and moisture.

If not for the necessity of Spiritual Energy in the air, and the required moisture for fresh air intake without suffocating, the Magical Treasure would have no moisture.

From tiny raindrops, it gradually turned into heavy rain, pattering down.

This displayed his growing ability.

Mo Jingyan, exploring one spell after another to enhance his skills, realized that in the Spirit Gathering Array, time passed several times slower. Otherwise, spending time here cultivating would be wasted; he would have finished and gone home earlier.

He’s not in a hurry; he needs to master these spells through practice.

Only then can he better protect himself and not need others’ protection in the future.

Though Mo Jingyan aspires to be a Domineering President, he also knows his abilities aren’t enough yet and that he still needs to display some capabilities to others.

This is to show his identity, to be seen by others.

Finally, Mo Jingyan practiced the Fireball Technique; this spell isn’t easy to master.

The fireball in his palm felt scalding hot.

In the beginning, without a Protective Body, his palm felt like it was burning, appearing blistered, just like it would turn red from fire.

Fortunately, he took a Spirit Supplement Pill and gradually practiced Protective Body.

The burning sensation slowly dissipated.

Intense practice of Cultivation Techniques requires enduring hardship; he knew from a young age that cultivation meant enduring hardships.

He hadn’t expected that cultivation would also be so demanding.

Now, Mo Jingyan clearly understands that even practicing simple spells and ordinary techniques makes him feel the intensity of hardship.

To become superior, how can one succeed without enduring some suffering?

To become strong, one must enhance their own abilities.

Mo Jingyan had read some novels, which mentioned that cultivating as a Human was full of suffering.

That’s on the land of Immortal cultivation, unlike their ordinary world, where there’s no Spiritual Energy; cultivation relies on resources.

Previously, their family used only some Miraculous Elixirs.

They were very expensive, charged with Spiritual Energy, or grown at some specific locations.

Their family resided in a place with a Dragon Vein, allowing for cultivation with Spiritual Energy.

Ancestors’ legends say they sacrificed many to claim this location.

For that grand Formation, they also paid many costs.

Besides those industries, their family needs these industries to maintain, giving them money to buy resources.

In this nation, those who become officials and secure positions, survive in the ordinary world.

Those who couldn’t cultivate chose to contribute in other fields for the family.

Those who genuinely improve the family’s strength and become central figures usually return after divine tribulation.

Mo Jingyan expanded the fireball in his palm from the size of a rice grain to a ping pong ball, then slowly sublimated it.

This training took more than an hour.

Mo Jingyan had already been training in the room for half a day; in outside time, it was over a whole night.

Because of the Formation, even after so long, it was only a little past nine.

When he felt the fireball was basketball-sized, it was battle-ready; this strength could still be honed.

But to further practice the Fireball Technique, actual combat was necessary.

Without practice, the power of his fireball wouldn’t be known.

Feeling it was sufficient, Mo Jingyan started looking for clothes in the room, but there wasn’t anything that belonged to him.

He forgot; this wasn’t his private plane—it was Luo Youyou’s Flying Treasure.

Though the room had various clothes for all ages and genders.

To find something suitable for him, he needed a good search.

Mo Jingyan decided not to change; his outfit had turned pungent and from pristine clothing to pickled mustard greens.

Yet, under his Purification Magic, the suit reverted to its original state.

During the spells practice, his body and clothes had inevitably snagged and torn.

Even with spells cast, his suit was still torn, trousers still tattered.

Mo Jingyan didn’t want to return home looking like a beggar.

So he found a casual outfit in the room, went into the bathroom, and took a bath.

He changed into the casual outfit, disposed of the previous wear.

Having changed, Mo Jingyan reappeared outside.

Only then did Luo Youyou open her eyes and glance at Mo Jingyan.

She was aware when Mo Jingyan manipulated his phone to fly around but didn’t interfere.

When she initially learned spells, she played similarly and found it very entertaining.

Raising her eyes to scrutinize Mo Jingyan, she didn’t expect him to be so handsome, his appearance so stunning, truly a Dragon among men.

The man already exuded nobility, exuding the presence of a Domineering President in a suit and an entirely different charm in casual wear.

He was already handsome, even more so now, and because of Dual Cultivation with this person, his entire aura elevated.

How could this man before her be so attractive?

Luo Youyou was nearly captivated, thinking he was like a Prince Charming materializing.

Indeed, the fairytale Prince Charming is truly mesmerizing.

Is this the attraction between opposite genders?

Having reincarnated, Luo Youyou no longer had a romantic mindset. She believed, after decades of experience, there had been some mental changes.

She thought she was mature, assuming her accumulated age from both lives must be older than the boy before her.

She never considered that the boy might be a few years older, thinking, feeling he was older, causing her to admire him.

It’s not that she couldn’t resist his good looks, it’s that after her initial cross-over, changing her fate left no room for distractions on others.

Even towards a Scumbag Man or Woman, if they didn’t try plotting against her again, she’d ignore them.

No revenge was enacted, not because she didn’t want to avenge.

But believed in karmic cycles; if they didn’t bother her, she wouldn’t act.

Unexpectedly, they were shameless; last time these two merely schemed, but in this life, they had backers.

As expected in the fictional world, she defied destiny to alter fate, yet faced challenges.

Mo Jingyan, a character never appearing before in her past life, was standing in front of her, making her heart race for him.

Luo Youyou felt her cheeks flush with heat, heart pounding for him, gaze locked on this boy.

Fixated on the man before her, thankful she stocked the Flying Treasure with varying clothes in advance.

Attire sized for her family was placed inside.

It’s only been over a month since acquiring this Magical Treasure.

Every room’s wardrobe in the Magical Treasure had assorted clothing, styles, assorted outfits, though sized for family bought; they were all new.

These were acquired after obtaining the Magical Treasure.

These clothes were brand names, yet their quality paled compared to what Mo Jingyan originally wore.

But the man before her was a clothes rack, any attire appearing dashing.

If this man were in pajamas or a bathrobe, would he look even more impressive?

As she imagined this, a vision of a beautiful man emerging from a bath appeared.

Mo Jingyan had showered in the bathroom just earlier before changing clothes.

He carried a fresh-out-of-the-shower scent.

This aroma left her enchanted.

Mo Jingyan walked over step by step, observing as the girl before him had a face increasingly flushed, eyes burning with an almost fiery glow.