The night was deep and silent.
The sky was like a piece of dark, heavy satin, the moon dim and invisible, veiled by thick, dense clouds.
Not a single star was embroidered upon the entire night sky; in this pitch-black midnight, even the mountain ranges in the distance were only shadows, and beneath one's feet, it was hard to tell if it was mud or leaves...
Song Tan silently pushed open her room door.
Spiritual Energy wrapped around the old wooden door, striving to prevent the terrible creaking sound.
While in the Cultivation World, she had imagined countless times what modern life would be like, but never included using Spiritual Energy for such purposes.
But now... desperate times call for desperate measures.
After much difficulty exiting the main house's door and seeing the locked iron gate, she could only muster her meager Spiritual Power, leap over two meters high to the top of the gate, and then successfully jump out of the courtyard.
