Raised to such heights, Jiang Miaomiao had no way to cope when a real crisis came. The negative emotions in her Sea of Consciousness had already drowned her, and that despair was the Human-Faced Gu's favorite nourishment, making it grow even stronger.
Although Qiao Ranran had sealed off the Human-Faced Gu and stunted its growth, Jiang Miaomiao would soon be devoured by her own negative emotions. There was no need to wait for the Gu to act, and no time to wait for Venerable Muhua and Elder Jiang to arrive.
Qiao Ranran sighed. She remembered how feeding Spiritual Qi into the Little Wooden Puppet while applying needles had made him feel comfortable and peaceful. She did not know whether Spiritual Power would have a different effect, but she began treating Jiang Miaomiao with needles again, searching for the subtle feeling she had found with the puppet.
She then realized that her Water-Wood Dual Spirit Roots were so evenly balanced that she normally noticed no difference between them. Perhaps because the Little Wooden Puppet's true body was made of Heaven-Heart Wood of the Dao, her Wood Spiritual Power had been drawn out more strongly when she fed power into him, and more of it had flowed in.
So the power that made the Little Wooden Puppet feel so comfortable was her Wood Spiritual Power. She adjusted the flow of power within her, separating out the Wood Spiritual Power that complemented her Water Spiritual Power, then guided it little by little into Jiang Miaomiao through the Silver Needles.
Feeding Spiritual Power into someone without knowing whether they would cooperate was dangerous. Jiang Miaomiao was lost in her own world, at the very moment when she was most resistant to anything from outside.
Fortunately, her experience with Pei Ling had made Qiao Ranran