The Seventy-Two Paths of Smoke and Dust roamed about, dangling Ying Jiaren and swinging her back and forth.
"Let me down!"
"Wait!"
Ying Jiaren...
A cup of tea's time later...
"Senior brother, let me down!"
"Can we do this again tomorrow when we go to the Scripture Repository?"
Wang Quan laughed. "Do you still want to stand a head above me?"
Ying Jiaren...
"No!"
Whoosh!
The Seventy-Two Paths of Smoke and Dust collapsed, rolling back into the hair behind Wang Quan's head.
Whoosh!
Ying Jiaren hovered in midair, her robes fluttering.
Her toes pointed downward, her hands held behind her back, her expression cool. "I tested the power of [Drowning Water] with you, and you took the chance to toss me around? Was that necessary?"
Wang Quan coughed. "I was just stunned by the power of [Drowning Water] and lost focus for a moment."
As he spoke, he retracted the arms beneath his ribs and said solemnly, "[Drowning Water] is extraordinarily powerful. It can actually rival spells enhanced by a [Second-Rank Dao Seal]!"
"That's quite remarkable!"
Ying Jiaren rolled her eyes, but did not pursue the matter further. Instead, she muttered, "The enhancement from [Drowning Water] is powerful, but it doesn't last!"
"That exchange of spells just now consumed two-thirds of that drop of Drowning Water."
As she spoke, she opened her little mouth and stuck out her tongue, with a droplet of [Incense Drowning Water] resting on it.
Only, this drop of [Drowning Water] looked very small.
Wang Quan frowned. "If you don't cast spells, can it recover on its own?"
Ying Jiaren nodded. "Yes!"
"I sensed it: this [Drowning Water] can absorb spiritual energy to recover completely!"
Wang Quan was surprised.
Spiritual energy was something New-Method Cultivators needed.
For Orthodox Cultivators, apart from being useful when growing spiritual