Yang Chan's words left Yang Jian stunned in his tracks, but Yang Chan couldn't care less; she rushed forward and snatched it away.
Back in the array, Yang Chan sighed with relief. Fortunately, it was still possible to continue.
Once again igniting her clothes, the Precious Lotus Lantern hovered in front of Yang Chan, spinning under the weak pull of her mana.
After the clothes were burnt, that faint aura began to converge inward.
Regaining his senses, Yang Jian happened to witness the moment his sister's clothes turned completely to ashes and, recalling her words—even though he found it absurd—he couldn't help but extend his hand and transfer his mana into Yang Chan's body.
Whether his sister's words were true or not, it was worth a try!
With Yang Jian's mana, Yang Chan's spirit was greatly revitalized, and the Precious Lotus Lantern's spinning speed noticeably increased.