The lights in the room dimmed and a scented candle was lit. The faint scent of pine needles filled the room. Qi Ying was sitting in a hexagram made of obsidian.
The starry sky outside spun. Her eyes looked through the murky clouds at the starry sky.
All the constellations turned into clear astrolabe patterns in her eyes. All the living beings in the world operated according to the magnetic field between the stars.
She took a deep breath and continued to meditate.
This was the meditation that witches had to do every day.
She had undergone too much divination today. Her spirit medium needed to meditate to accumulate spiritual power.
After meditating for about half an hour, she felt that her spirit medium had returned to its original purity.
She put away the obsidian and the scented candle.
She found some spices in the big box and put them in the cup.
