As the swirling spiritual energy subsided, the raging winds ceased. The sandstorm that had blotted out the sky began to settle, revealing the interior of the palace.
Meanwhile, the sand golem located at the eye of the storm had already been swept away by the raging winds and turned into a swirling sandstorm, disappearing without a trace.
Upon seeing this scene, Su Xuan opened her eyes and raised her head with a smug look in her eyes.
Seeing this, Yi Ting hopped over in a few steps to the back of where the sandman puppet had been standing. There, several spiritual plants, shimmering with a faint light, lay scattered, their leaves still bearing traces of shimmering light, standing out starkly in the dim hall.
Yi Ting deftly peeled and stored the spiritual energy from the ground, her movements fluid and efficient, clearly demonstrating her extensive experience.
In a brief moment of busyness, Yiting didn't forget to praise him in her clear, crisp voice:
"Senior Sister Suxuan, you were amazing just now! When your pure white spiritual energy erupted, it was like a fairy descending to earth. The guardians of the ruins were like kittens in front of you. I'm afraid I'll never forget your heroic figure for the rest of my life!"
Upon hearing this, Su Xuan feigned annoyance and rolled her eyes at Yi Ting, but couldn't help but let out a slight smile and snort:
"Your praise is a bit too perfunctory. But then again..."
She drew out her words, hands on her hips, "Considering your kind intentions, I'll reluctantly accept it. But next time, don't be so lazy. Think carefully about how to compliment me more sincerely."
As she spoke, Su Xuan walked over to Yi Ting's side and helped her organize the spiritual points she had stored away, her eyes filled with a hint of doting affection.
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