Ling Chuxi carefully cut off half a piece of the inky black Orchid leaf and placed it in her mouth. A cool and pure stream without any impurities flowed into his body through the tip of his tongue and entered his sea of mind.
The sea of mind that was like a boundless ocean turned blue and bright, so clear that it made one's heart tremble. The half-condensed but severely injured martial Dao core also became solid once again, emitting a soft and holy light.
Ling Chuxi could clearly feel that in the blink of an eye, the injuries to her divine sense had healed by more than half. Although it had not recovered to its previous level, it had completely stabilized.
Now, even if she used her full strength to perform the sword heart soul-breaking technique, she would only feel tired easily, and the pain of spiritual sense damage would no longer come from her mind.