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The aura was extremely fierce. Holding the staff, Wang Julong felt energy surge into her body, boosting her combat power at least one or two levels above her actual ability.
Unfortunately, as before, the spiritual energy drained from the young woman, leaving her exhausted and utterly fatigued, collapsing on the ground as she let out a loud gasp.
Yan Xiaobao grabbed Wang Julong's staff. Strangely, he infused some of his spiritual energy into the staff, eagerly waiting to see what would happen.
Nothing happened. The staff felt no different from an ordinary staff. It wasn't like the weapon he'd just witnessed; a weapon that, at the moment spiritual energy was infused, surged in its strength. It appeared just as he'd seen it when Wang Julong wielded it.
Yan Xiaobao let out a slight hum and handed the staff back to the exhausted woman. She quickly tucked it away, once again accepting a pill from her white-haired friend to aid her faster recovery.
