Is this the power of the Undead Sequence? It is truly magical, like an extension of the soul, allowing people to see another brand new world.

Loran Hill slowly felt the magic power in his palm. It seemed to have integrated some of the characteristics of his soul and was different from the magic of other sequences.

With a slight wave of his fingers, these transparent water mist particles swayed and transformed into a painting in front of him. The painting depicted a night with fireworks. It was the winter festival party of Emenas. He and several familiar friends were sitting together, watching the bright moon and the starry sky.

Letis, Bumansa, Alena, Niya, Ye Ling, Vimiya, Lily, familiar figures were beside her, talking and laughing, chatting and talking about the interesting and happy things recently.

I miss those people a little bit, Loran Hill muttered to himself.

Then the picture changed again, and a sleeping girl appeared in the scroll.

She had long hair, its color was crimson like flames, scattered on her sides and between her collarbones. When she opened her eyes, her pupils revealed an innocent and dependent look.

Where did Ketti go? The girl recalled the scenery in her memory, but unfortunately, as far as she could remember, Ketti seemed to be still sleeping in the academy.

There's no need to worry about this silly girl. She's a Sequence 9 Fire Witch, much stronger than me.

Shaking his head to cheer himself up, and the hair in front of him swayed, Loran Hill got off the bed, opened the wardrobe beside him, and looked for clothes to wear today.

Now that he had advanced to Sequence 3 of the Undead, it was time to ask about the subsequent training texts.

Sitting in front of the dressing table, Loran Hill looked at the shiny bronze mirror, put up her long hair, tied it with the light blue ribbon given to her by Refilica, tied it into a simple bow, and then let her hair down to fall on her beautiful waist.

Today she was wearing a blue and black dress. The main body was a quiet black, while the sleeves, hem, and waist belt were a soothing soft blue.

Soft blue: also known as "rubbing blue" and "moving blue", the stems and leaves of the indigo plant are used as dyeing materials, and the result of soaking and kneading is "rubbing blue".

(The mountains turn blue in the light rain. —Huang Tingjian, "One of Five Quick Poems in Response to Senior Li Caifu")

It wasn't uncommon for disciples in the Xiangyu Sect to wear Western-style dresses, but it was rarer to see one as well-fitting as Luo Lanxier's. She had also sewn this dress herself in her spare time.

Thanks to Refilica's teaching, Loran Hill learned how to dye, so that he can make clothes that better suit his taste.

He stood up, put on his body, looked in the mirror again, and only after he finished grooming did Loran Hill go downstairs.

Today she is going to find Uncle Lian Yin to ask about the subsequent classics and matters.