Deep within the opulent Jin Clan estate, Meng Yan sat reclined on a chaise of violet silk, swirling a single, translucent pill between her fingers. The sunlight caught the silver-blue glow of the Pure Flow pill, reflecting in her narrowed, cat-like eyes.
"So, you finally revealed your hand, Yu'er," she whispered, her lips curving into a sultry, predatory smile. "A twenty-percent efficiency leap... you're even more monstrous than you were in my bed."
She popped the pill into her mouth, letting the liquid starlight of the medicinal essence wash through her meridians. A soft, involuntary shiver ran down her spine as the purity of the Qi sang through her veins, though not much for her, but still she was able to feel it. 'So clean... I truly wish he were here. I've learnt a few new meridian-opening techniques that would make even his golden eyes widen.'
Her private musings were interrupted by the heated voices of the Jin Clan elders gathered around a massive sandalwood table nearby.
