Yi Lin slapped the "soul" out of his junior sister's shell.
As for why this position, this stance, this palm technique...
Really, you can't blame him.
He learned it from the Supreme Mage, and it was done just like this.
At this moment,
everything between the two was enveloped in silence.
Time seemed to have stopped.
Xia Ruxue looked at her semi-transparent "body" with amazement.
"Did you pull my 'primordial spirit' out?"
"Hmm, you could understand it that way. Wait, no, I 'slapped', don't misuse words." Yi Lin corrected the error in his junior sister's words, earnestly explaining: "'Spiritual state', 'primordial spirit', 'soul', different strength systems have different terms for these forms. But I think, no matter what the term is, the essence is the same, all roads lead to the same destination."
"Junior sister understands." Xia Ruxue nodded.
"Come, sit down."
With time slowed down, Yi Lin and his junior sister had plenty of time to communicate.
