The summit of mountains.
Perfect for star-gazing.
Here once was an ancient family's sanctuary for cultivation.
However, as time passed by, the family declined, its descendants withered, and was eventually ravaged by a great calamity.
Nearly two hundred years no one has lived here.
But Diliya liked this place.
She settled herself here, arranged various sacred Techniques, cleaned the entire abandoned structure, set up alert Techniques, and placed defensive-type sacred Magic Artifacts.
In the dead of night.
Work was initially complete.
It was time to rest.
Diliya stood under the eaves, looked up at the starry sky for a while, and began to dream about the future days ahead.
"Go to sleep..."
She whispered.
With a wave of her hand.
All sorts of Bannings quietly activated, making the entire building private and unobservable.
Back in the room, Diliya lay on the large soft bed, eyes closed, soon to drift into deep sleep.
One breath.
Two breaths.
Three breaths.