In the Temple of the Sun's main hall, Shen Yanxiao sat on the ground with her legs crossed, and she held the Moling Plant, Flames Grass, and Skeleton Flower in her hands.
The ceiling of the main hall had a light crystal, which made it difficult for her to know if it was day or night.
Shen Yanxiao did not know how long she had been here. Besides getting a bite or two from the food in her interspatial, she kept the same posture even in her sleep to consistently channel her battle aura and magical power to the three plants.
The constant irrigation exhausted her battle aura and magical power. Thankfully, she had dual training in battle aura and magical power, so she could still switch between the two. Otherwise, she would have collapsed already.
She had been vexed and agitated about her situation, but when she realized that no negative emotion could better the situation, she was at ease.
