Sitting in tranquil meditation until the break of dawn, Mu Weining opened her eyes to find her mind clear and her inner distress largely dissipated.
Outside the window, the autumn rain pattered on, the rhythmic dripping endless. The ground was soaked inch by inch, and there was no telling how long the rain had already fallen. Opening the door, a wave of fresh, damp air rushed to greet her, instantly refreshing her senses.
Gazing out at the patches of peach blossoms and speckles of green leaves, some drifted in the muddy water while others hung from the branches, bathing in the boundless misty rain, Mu Weining’s gaze grew slightly concentrated. Could it be that even the Heavenly Dao no longer favored the Heavenly Court?
Chapter 54