Jade Goddess of the Sword, Part III

The vision ended. Wu Meiying bit her lower lip. She wished she could see more, but she knew that no amount of struggling would let her see the rest of that conversation. The fact that she had seen it at all was a miracle.

“First they take away my loves family, and now they are attempting to kidnap Jingshu,” Wu Meiying murmured as she stood up. She was naked. Her clothes would have disintigrated from the lightning, so she’d decided not to wear any. She quickly walked inside of her abode.

After wiping away the sweat, soot, and blood from her body, Wu Meiying dressed herself in a simple hanfu made of pure silver. It was a modified version of the Heavenly Sword Sect’s inner court disciple uniforms. The long gown trailed down to her bare feet. She briefly pondered putting on shoes, but she was more comfortable like this. Perhaps this was the affect adding her reincarnations into her inner world.