The excitement and tension were such that her hand holding the medicinal herbs trembled, her clear watery eyes sparkling, shining with a bright luster.
Inhale, exhale—at less than a second, her delicate and smooth face returned to calm, impressing Elder Fei enough for him to nod repeatedly. Such ease of control, he thought, even he could not match; it made him wonder what kind of era and environment had shaped such a unique soul.
The flames hissed in the Cauldron, and the Cold Cauldron automatically raised a thin layer of cold air around its exterior, forming a barrier that contained the heat within. With a thought from Zhiyan, a pale golden Gourd Lantern immediately flew into the Cauldron. Soul Power instantly enveloped it, leaving no part uncovered.
