Yan Luoluo rested her fingertips lightly against Ye Wuchen's wrist, channeling her Spiritual Power into his meridians like a gentle stream.
His divine soul had stabilized, no longer turbulent and erratic as before, and the Divine Power belonging to Xingchen that had surged within him was temporarily dormant, no longer running amuck. She let out a soft sigh of relief, withdrew her Spiritual Power, and prepared to stand up—
"Luoluo."
Chapter 119