"The love poems you wrote for me, mysteriously connected to my heart, all surged towards my Heart Lake. I found they could nourish the withered lotuses in the Lotus Pond, so I redirected them to repair my Heart Lake, consuming a vast amount of Spiritual Energy. In the end... I used up twenty-eight love poems." Zhao Lingfei sighed wistfully, "Those four precious Nanshan Grade ones were among them. Now, I only have three perfect Falling Flower Grades left... It does seem a bit extravagant."
Zhao Rong immediately breathed a sigh of relief, telepathically comforting her, "It's alright, it's alright, graded poems are merely consumables. It's the best news that your childhood sweetheart and Heart Lake can heal. Even if we use up more Nanshan Grades, it's worth it! Let's not rush the Realm Breakthrough; take it slow. As long as the Vast Realm stands, we're not afraid of running out of firewood..."
