Xu Mu stood in place, furrowing his brow as he thought. All of a sudden, a thought flashed through his mind.
"Could it be that I also need to recite a name?"
Thinking back carefully, it seemed like during their worship, the patients would always use titles such as saint or holy mother.
Only Xu Tiantian was closing her eyes and meditating, not doing anything, which made Xu Mu forget about that detail.
"Maybe she didn't recite out loud, but was saying it silently in her heart."
With a bit of reluctance to give up, Xu Mu prepared two more incense sticks, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, cleared his distracting thoughts, and began to chant.
"Bless us holy maiden! Bless us holy maiden..."
With the continuous incantations, Xu Mu found that his spirit had fallen into a deep state of calm without him even realizing it.
He was startled, but suppressed the urge to pull away, continuing to silently chant.
