The miniaturized Sword Immortal drew closer to Wang Xuan, utterly captivated by the experience of the silver mist. With her eyes closed, she inhaled deeply again, seemingly intoxicated by the mist, which, though not inebriating, left her feeling slightly tipsy. Her small head swayed, and she felt as if she might float off the ground. 0

Amazed, she wondered, "How can he, at his level, emit such a mysterious substance?" Now fully awake and devoid of any sleepiness, she delightedly muttered, "I'll just inhale a little bit more, just a little more..."0

She found the silver mist addictive. Rich with vitality and possessing extraordinary properties, it was irresistibly enticing. Without realizing, she moved closer to Wang Xuan, almost touching him, enveloped partially by the ascending mist.0

"Yuck, that's disgusting," she exclaimed, recoiling quickly. Nearby Wang Xuan, she noticed some charred patches on the ground. These spots, shrouded in the silver mist, could easily be overlooked.0

"It looks like he's been struck by lightning and shed a layer of skin," she commented, wrinkling her nose. With a wave of her hand, she flung those blackened materials and the affected soil up to the surface.0

Meanwhile, in the void, Wang Xuan sat meditating in the Life Pool, his vitality increasingly robust. He was startled to see changes on the nearby mound of soil where the Nine Calamities Lotus was planted. The new leaf and...0