A flicker of delight crossed Lin Ze'an's eyes. Almost instinctively, he reached out his right hand and firmly grasped the jade-green staff.
The moment his palm touched the staff, a warm, vibrant force coursed through his entire body.
As Lin Ze'an took hold of the staff, the energy that had swept across heaven and earth gradually subsided.
In the sky, the enormous emerald vortex slowly faded, and the clouds settled once more.
Lin Ze'an looked down at the staff in his hand, which seemed attuned to his very thoughts, and an unconcealed smile of satisfaction tugged at his lips.
He gently waved the staff, and a jade-green radiance spread outward. Wherever it passed, the flowers and grass on the ground burst into even more dazzling colors.
Ling Yuan stared blankly at the staff glowing in Lin Ze'an's hand, her eyes filled with shock.
She parted her lips, about to say, "Congratulations, Elder, you..."
Before she could finish, her body suddenly went limp, and she toppled straight to the ground.
Lin Ze'an was still basking in the joy of obtaining the staff. At the sound beside him, he paused and instinctively lifted his gaze from the staff in his hand.
Then he slowly turned around and saw two incomparably familiar figures appear there without a sound.
He said helplessly, "Couldn't the two of you just contact me telepathically? There was no need to descend to the lower realm."
Wouldn't pulling him into the mental space have been better than showing up in person? They were always knocking people unconscious. He couldn't keep explaining that they had been stunned by the energy every time.
The Goddess of Life drifted gently down in front of Lin Ze'an. Looking at the staff in his hand, she said softly, "We had meant to contact you