Chapter 162: Light
A firm, stable figure was seated in a cultivation room with astral essence dense enough to lick and touch. Garbed in tight-fitting black-colored martial robes, Su Mei quietly cultivated.
Since arriving in the Myriad Monarch Sect, Su Mei had experienced benefits that could likely never be enjoyed with someone of her background. In truth, while she kept it silent, her heart was overwhelmed by the new scenery and lifestyle.
Leaving behind her home, millions of miles away, and entering this new sky, this new horizon. Who would've thought that she'd end up here?
She was born in a small village and raised as an upright and proper woman whose only hopes her parents had for her was to make a proper wife and find a good husband. She thrived for this, learning how to cook, clean, be silent when required, and act in the best interests of others. But this future was snatched away from her, and cultivators descended and snatched her away.