C345 The Holy Cultivator

"Me."

Meng Xiaobai lazily yawned and crawled out of bed. She felt as if she were in some dark place where she couldn't see a thing, but it felt empty, so empty that the slightest sound seemed to echo endlessly. It was dark, but she was surrounded by a round white beam of light, a meter in diameter, so that it was clear that she was wearing a long white cotton dress and a white cotton quilt