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The moonlight gradually became thicker and the moonlight scattered on Jun Ling Yan's body, causing her back to become more hazy and unreal.

As he turned around, he coincidentally saw Yun Chen Jing standing at the window. He smiled and said, "I'll keep your conifer fruit, if you need me in the future, you can come find me!"

A peerless smile bloomed on his face, outshone the gentle moonlight, causing Jun Ling Yan, who was used to seeing all sorts of beautiful men, to uncontrollably become intoxicated.

She stood up and looked towards Yun Chen Jing who was by the window, "It's getting late, you should get some sleep soon!"

Inside the room, Bo Re had long since held onto the lamp, and the flickering yellow candlelight revealed a hint of warmth.

"Miss, the bed is ready! "Please rest early!" Bo Re who was sleeping in the outer room welcomed him with a smile on his face.

Jun Ling Yan agreed and went back into the room.

Jun Ling Yan did not like people sleeping under him, so after she made her bed, there was nothing left for Bo Re to do.

entered his room and sat on his bed. He habitually used the technique he had learnt in his previous life — — Nine Revolutions Nirvana Technique.

An hour later, Jun Ling Yan stopped her cultivation, and her lips revealed a helpless and bitter smile.

In reality, after coming to this foreign world for the past few days, she had not given up on practising the Nine Revolutions Nirvana Technique. However, the reality was still shockingly cruel. Her meridians did not give birth to any elemental energy.

It was not because this body was not suitable for cultivation. On the contrary, this body possessed the superb talent to cultivate the Nine Revolutions Nirvana Technique!

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.