As a trainer, he has the rain trait

The document theft incident came to a temporary end with Wu Ding's arrest.

Zhilin stood at the entrance of the Shanhe Dojo, his gaze fixed on Wu Zhao and Yu Huan, a wave of emotion welling up in his heart. Originally, he had come here solely to challenge the dojo, but he had never imagined it would coincide with their engagement. While happily attending the engagement party, he unexpectedly encountered the theft of their documents.

These things are over, and now it is time to say goodbye.

"Zhilin, take care on your journey." Wu Zhao said solemnly.

Yu Huan's eyes curved, and she said with a smile, "We must have the chance to meet again."

Zhilin raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a warm smile, and responded softly: "Okay!"

After saying that, Zhilin turned around and embarked on his journey again. His figure gradually walked away and disappeared at the end of the road.

......

Zhilin headed north and arrived at the cold Frost North region.

The air here is cold and dry, and the ground is covered in snow, creating a world of ice and snow. Most of the Pokémon in the Frost North region have become Ice-type Pokémon, highly adaptable to the cold, making this their paradise.

Zhilin walked in the snow, his feet making a crunching sound. He tightened his cloak around himself, exhaled a puff of white mist, and sighed, "It's so cold!"

It was only November, but the temperature in the north was already below zero, and the snow was so white that Zhilin was dazzled.

The wooden sign not far away looked particularly dazzling in the snow-white, with three large blood-red characters "Xing'an Mountains" written on it.

Zhilin breathed a sigh of relief, finally arriving at his destination.

Xing'an Mountains, the largest gathering place of elves in Frost North, has a total area of nearly one million square kilometers.

Zhilin had come here, naturally, to train his Pokémon through outdoor battles, and for that very reason, he had even asked Yujing for an entry permit. Otherwise, without a fully assembled team, he would have been recaptured if he encountered a ranger.

This is just one of the entrances to the Xing'an Mountains. At the foot of the mountain lies a small town, its houses covered in thick snow, with smoke rising from the chimneys. The people here wear thick cotton-padded clothes and have simple smiles on their faces.

Zhilin walked into the town and found an inn to rest. The owner of the inn was a warm-hearted middle-aged man.

"Welcome to Snow Ridge Town, trainer who has come from afar." The boss said with a smile.

Zhilin nodded and said, "Boss, I'd like to book a room. Please prepare some hot food."

The boss responded and quickly prepared food for Zhilin.

Zhilin sat in the restaurant, eating hot food, and his body gradually warmed up.

Zhilin had just finished his hot meal and was about to go back to his room to rest when he heard the innkeeper chatting with a traveler from afar at the counter, and the content piqued his interest.

"I heard there's a Gaxian Cave in the Xing'an Mountains?"

The boss nodded, cleared his throat, and slowly said, "There is such a place. Nagaxian Cave is a stone cave. Legend has it that a demon named 'Mangai' once lived there. This demon was very fierce and ate many trainers who entered the forest."

The passenger raised his eyebrows slightly, showing an interested look: "Oh? And then?"

"Later, many brave trainers fought against the demons, but they all failed. At the critical moment, Gaxian from heaven came to the human world and fought with the demons, driving them away. To commemorate Gaxian's heroic act, people named this cave Gaxian Cave."

The passenger listened attentively and nodded repeatedly: "Are there any other interesting places?"

The boss smiled and continued, "Yes! There's a five- to six-hundred-year-old tree in the Greater Khingan Range. It's revered by the older generation as a 'tree god.' Legend has it that if people sincerely burn incense, kneel down, pray, and make a wish beneath the tree, and tie a red string around its branches, their wishes will be granted. They say this old tree is incredibly powerful, capable of warding off illness and evil, and bringing happiness."

The boss paused and continued, "But these two places are deep in the Xing'an Mountains. If you want to go there, without sufficient strength and a guide, it's impossible to find them."

The traveler shook his head regretfully, "Unfortunately, I'm not a professional trainer."

The boss smiled and said, "It's okay, we have a lot of fun places here!"

Zhilin listened quietly at the side, curiosity welling up in his heart.

Or maybe he could hire a guide to go and have a look, since he would have to go in and gain experience anyway.

Once you start thinking about it, you can't stop.

......

The next day, Zhilin quickly bought thick military coats, snow boots, gloves and other equipment, as well as some easy-to-carry food. He then asked around and hired a guide who was familiar with the terrain of the Greater Khingan Range.

The guide was an experienced old man, his face full of traces of time, but his eyes sparkled with wisdom. He led Zhilin into the vast snowfields of the Greater Khingan Range, where the cold wind howled and snowflakes fluttered down.

They journeyed along a winding path, their will constantly tested by the harsh weather. The cold wind razed their cheeks, stinging them; the snow fell like a curtain, blurring their vision. But Zhilin, with his rainbow feathers to maintain his body temperature, remained unfazed.

They encountered many wild Pokémon on the way, but the guide was also a trainer with rich experience in battles and did not cause them any trouble.

On the way to Gaxian Cave, the guide talked to Zhilin about his own information about Gaxian Cave. Zhilin listened carefully, and his anticipation for Gaxian Cave became stronger and stronger.

The guide was familiar with the route, and they arrived at Gaxian Cave in just half a day.

The entrance of the cave was partially covered with snow. The guide walked in front, carefully clearing the snow at the entrance, then turned back and said to Zhilin, "Be careful, follow me closely." Zhilin nodded, followed the guide's footsteps closely and walked into the Gaxian Cave.

The light in the cave was dim, with only a few faint rays of light coming through the cracks in the cave ceiling. The guide took out a torch from his backpack and lit it. Suddenly, the cave became much brighter.

Simple yet vivid murals line the cave walls, depicting battles between the Gaxian and demons. The Gaxian stands tall and majestic, his hands radiating a mysterious light; the demons, with their claws and fangs bared and their faces ferocious, are steadily defeated by the Gaxian's attacks.

Zhilin scanned the area and discovered traces of previous rituals. On the ground lay some worn vessels, seemingly once containing offerings. The surrounding stone walls also bore faint inscriptions, perhaps prayers and blessings left behind by those who had come before.

They sat down on the wooden tables and chairs placed in the cave and began to rest.

The guide took out some dry food and water and handed them to Zhilin, saying, "Eat something first to restore your strength." Zhilin took the dry food and water and ate in small sips.

The guide looked at the ancient carvings and vivid murals on the cave walls and said slowly, "The murals in Gaxian Cave have a long history, at least a thousand years ago. For a long time, hunters have come here to offer sacrifices and pray to Gaxian for their safety in the mountains."

Zhilin asked curiously, "Do you think this legend really exists?"

The guide pondered for a moment and said, "I think the legend is true, but Gaxian is probably not a god, and Mangai is not a demon. They may be powerful wild Pokémon.

However, time has passed so long that this legend has become a carrier of people's faith and hope, and there is no need to dwell on its truth."

Zhilin nodded and looked thoughtfully at the carvings and murals on the cave wall.

The guide continued, "As we travel through the Greater Khingan Range, we often encounter various dangers and challenges. The legend of Gaxian can also give us courage and strength, allowing us to..."

The guide suddenly stopped talking, and a trace of alert suddenly flashed across his face.

He tilted his head slightly, his ears trembling slightly, catching any unusual sounds coming from afar.