Shen Zhiyao stood at the window. The moon was hidden by clouds, and the distant beach was shrouded in shadow.
"Dark clouds can hide the light for a moment, but not forever. When the clouds disperse, the truth will be revealed."
As if to prove her words, the moon soon emerged from the clouds, once again illuminating the land.
"The weather is great tonight. Perfect for cultivation."
With that, she walked to the second-floor, floor-to-ceiling window, sat down cross-legged, and began her cultivation.
Chen Yan was sitting in the first-floor courtyard, and he could see her just by looking up.
The moonlight, fluid as water, washed over her face, giving her the air of the Nine Heavens Goddess.
He just watched her quietly. It was unclear what memory crossed his mind, but a hint of sadness surfaced in his eyes.
...
「Five hours later.」
The group that had gone to the Bell Factory in the Island Country returned.
