Every time they met, Purple was always shrouded in cloud mist.
Its understanding of the various changes in water system clouds and vapors had reached an exceedingly high realm.
Dragon Cypress wore a solemn expression and said humbly, "I am enlightened!"
Purple asked again, "Ant, your cloud mist can't change color? You can only do the water system blue?"
Dragon Cypress: "More or less—"
Purple: "This can be learned, I'll teach you."
After speaking, its tentacles curled and then slowly stretched out. In front of it, a mass of white cloud condensed, its color gradually deepening, turning to gray-white, then dark blue-green.
The cloud surged apart, its color shifting bit by bit to light blue, then deep blue.
In a sudden transformation, it became white cloud, then slowly shifted to pinkish white, pale pink, bright red, then deep red.
Another change, and it became a light yellow, gradually transforming into a bright golden yellow.
