Brimming with youthful spirit

Deep into the night, a fine rain had begun to patter down at some point.

Jiang Yang lay on his back, panting heavily. Not a trace of magic power remained in him, and he was too exhausted to lift a finger, let alone form a hand seal to ward off the rain.

Raindrops brushed his face, their coolness washing away some of his fatigue and making him feel considerably better.

A pair of long legs came into view. Bai Tang had walked over and crouched by his head.

"Don't rush to rest. Come, sit up cross-legged. Empty your mind, embrace your core and hold to oneness, and circulate your cultivation method."

As she spoke, she reached a hand toward Jiang Yang.

With Bai Tang's support, Jiang Yang struggled into the cave abode and settled into a sitting posture on the meditation cushion. Closing his eyes, he began circulating the Dew Essence Consumption Method, drawing in spiritual energy to nourish his parched sea of qi.

Bai Tang circled Jiang Yang, offering guidance.

"Gathering your spirit and focusing your intent is tension; emptying your mind is release. Only by balancing the two can you nurture yourself."

He had nearly exhausted both his spirit sense and magic power. His blood had surged through his body, and sweat had poured off him like rain. He had needed to keep his magic power circulating to execute sword techniques, leap and dodge with all his strength, and carefully consider his next move. The expenditure had been enormous.

Under Bai Tang's guidance, Jiang Yang quieted down and circulated his cultivation method, gradually entering a state in which he forgot both himself and the world.

Rain still fell from the sky. Bai Tang casually thrust the Vine Sword into the ground, then stood by the window, keeping silent