Ji An originally planned to practice the Silk Thread Spell for a while. He could now divide his Divine Thought into six strands, theoretically allowing him to manipulate six puppets or magical artifacts simultaneously.
However, at this moment, he had no desire at all to practice magic techniques and could not calm his mind.
He walked out of the grotto mansion, strolled down the mountain, and began to wander in the Spirit Plant Garden to distract himself.
When the moon rose above the treetops, his excited heart finally started to calm down.
He rode a cloud back to the edge of the Cold Pool, sat by the stone table beside the water, and instructed,
"Xue Ning, brew a kettle of Yun Ding Silver Needle Tea."
A cup of tea might better settle one's emotions.
"Please wait a moment, ancestor, I'll go fetch the Wind Furnace."
Zhang Xueling spoke softly as she turned to leave but quickly returned.
