In the poplar forest, the Elemental Spirit pressed its two little short hands against a tall poplar tree, its two jade-like eyes brimming with green light.
"Hehe."
The Elemental Spirit released its hands and looked at the round hole that had sunk into the trunk, showing a disappointed expression.
Shao Zifeng stepped forward to inspect it, only to see that the sunken hole was covered with bark, as if it had grown that way from the beginning.
Shao Zifeng looked at the disappointed Elemental Spirit and comfortingly whispered, "It's okay, try again."
...
The entire morning, Shao Zifeng and the Elemental Spirit were developing their abilities in the poplar forest.
The poplar trees nearby bore concavities of various sizes, all absorbed by the Elemental Spirit.
What baffled Shao Zifeng to no end was that even if real trees were absorbed by the Elemental Spirit, they left not a speck of dust or wood chippings, only pockmarked gaps on the tree trunks.
