Chapter 173: Almost Suffering from PTSD
It was nighttime, and heavy rain nourished the dilapidated gardens of the Amber Hall.
It was late in the morning on the other side of town. Lightning illuminated the building once in a while, revealing its dilapidated appearance.
Within the gloomy building, a room was illuminated on the top floor.
Jiangli stood in front of her mirror and wrapped her naked body in a white bath towel. Her moist silver hair was coiled up, and the residual steam from the bathroom leaked into the bedroom.
Ensuring that she was alone, she took out a Tibetan anemone pendant from her bedside table and returned to the mirror. She gently undid her towel and turned her naked body around, revealing a dark sun totem on her smooth back.
She slightly frowned as she shifted the pendant, and her fingertips glowed a silvery white.
Opening her lips, she began reciting Sanskrit mantras in a low voice like an ancient ballad, and the light on her fingertips shone with intensity. In a flash, it transformed into a golden light, with vague images of lotus flowers on a pond.
Under the guidance of her power, the pendant hovered towards the ceiling, causing the chandelier above her to flicker.
Boom!