Just like the drought-stricken earth suddenly receiving a refreshing rain, the spiritual power in the low-level spirit stones was frantically absorbed dry by the Qian Cauldron.
The spirit stones that had been drained of spiritual power looked no different from ordinary rocks.
Ye Lingyue immediately picked up another spirit stone and did the same process.
Each time Ye Lingyue swapped a spirit stone, the Qian Cauldron behaved like a greedy baby, opening its little mouth to suck the spiritual power dry, and the absorption did not slow down even as time passed.
It wasn't until all the low-level spirit stones were exhausted that the Qian Cauldron Seal remained inactive, and the tender voice of the Cauldron Spirit did not reappear.
Wasn't it still not enough spirit stones?
Ye Lingyue felt a bit frustrated, after all, it took an entire spirit stone mine for the Cauldron Spirit to cultivate Little Di Shen's physical body.
