C23 (2/2)

Logically speaking, after these past few days of hard work, she should have long since entered the sect. However, the cruel reality was that she was still unable to cultivate the slightest bit of her Essence.

Sighing lightly, she gave up on her current cultivation. Picking up a book from a bookshelf, she sat down at the table and began to read. The book was the only shortcut she could use to understand the structure of this world.

The candlelight swayed, and the candle tears gradually fell. They congealed in the candlestick, and the night deepened.

Jun Ling Yan stretched lazily as she laid on the table, walked to the front of the bed, and laid down, ready to go to sleep.

At this moment, in a certain courtyard in Jun Mansion, a black figure flew out, swiftly and accurately dodging every patrol in the Jun Mansion, and arrived in front of Ling Yan's small building.

His black clothes blended into the night sky, only revealing a pair of bright eyes that gazed at the small courtyard with a complicated expression.

He paused in front of the gate. When the next batch of patrolling soldiers was about to arrive, he jumped up and fell into the yard.

After entering the courtyard, he carefully headed toward the main house where Jun Ling Yan was. The moment he neared the door, he tensed up and any movement would attract his attention.

The moment his hand touched the door, he quietly let out a sigh of relief. He took out an exquisite slender bamboo tube from his chest, broke the window paper, and blew the smoke into the room. Only then did he completely relax and push the door open.

”I never thought that the people of the Jun Family would like to play dirty tricks in the middle of the night, and it even came to the host's house!”

At this moment, a cold voice came from the side, causing him to almost throw the bamboo tube in his hand out.