Heaven-Defying Summoner: I Made a Pact with an Ancient Divine Beast

After three straight days of rain, it finally stopped.

Jun Yi'an rolled over on a beam in the ruined temple, half his body hanging off the edge. His hair fell in a thick curtain over his face.

He yawned, his eyes watering.

The temple leaked badly, leaving more than a dozen puddles of various sizes on the floor. He’d spent ages last night finding this one beam that didn’t leak. After sleeping on it all night, his waist was sore and marked up.

“Such a pain.”