Early in the morning, on the mountain peak.
As usual, Xiao Yue was practicing her cultivation on a protruding black rock at the edge of the cliff. With every inhalation and exhalation, the sound of thunder resonated faintly within her body, combining with her vital energy and blood to form a perfect cycle.
When the final cycle of thunder resonance came to an end, Xiao Yue slowly opened her eyes. A faint flash of blood-red light swept across them, and her waist-length silver hair suddenly fluttered and danced without any wind.
Chapter 38