These days, she has figured out Zhiying's character.

Shadow Weaver is extremely talented and likes useful spells, so Qu Mi often teaches her the corresponding spells when she wants to do something, or guides her to learn them, and it is the same now.

As soon as Qu Mi finished speaking, Zhi Ying was stunned for a moment, cursed secretly for his miscalculation, took the brocade silk and left.

Returning to the Shadow Palace, Zhi Ying chased away Xian'e who was standing there, sat in the pavilion on the side of the viewing platform, made a stove pot, summoned a cloud, crushed it, and used the magic spell on the brocade silk to cast flames.

Fire tactics.

For some unknown reason, the spiritual energy evaporated like water and disappeared at the moment when her thoughts took form. Weaver Shadow applied it more than ten times in a row, and it happened again and again.

Zhiying was angry and recited the Flame Fire Secret Technique repeatedly in her mind. She didn't believe it. She couldn't drink the lotus root soup even if she put the lotus root in her hand!

She sat cross-legged, gathered her spiritual power, thought about the appearance of the flame, and then catalyzed the spiritual power into shape. Then a small cluster of white flames jumped at her fingertips, like a pointed lotus moving in the wind.

Weaver Ying smiled, there was still some results, but her heart relaxed, and in the blink of an eye, the flames were instantly extinguished.

Try again!

This time, the flame on Zhiying's fingertips burned for ten seconds. There was no firewood in Siyun Palace, and the flame was far from enough for her to stew the lotus root, so Zhiying practiced hundreds more times.

When the moon set, the flames on Weaver's fingertips were finally able to keep going for two hours, but at this time her spiritual power was exhausted and she could no longer use the Flame Fire Art to stew the lotus roots.
Chapter completed!