In that moment, she almost wanted to rush forward and help Xigui carve together.
A true master, even with eyes closed, can carve out what they desire with a sword.
Clearly, Xigui belongs to such a master.
He looked serene, occasionally half-closing his eyes as if he were asleep, yet with continuous sword movements, another vivid petal was quickly carved out.
And just like before, the flower seemed intricately crafted, with leaves thin as cicada wings, appearing as if they could melt with just a little increase in temperature.
In contrast, Ling Xiao and the others seemed clumsy, like novices who had just begun learning.
They realized that carving flowers, which seemed simple, was actually quite the opposite. First, because of the special material of the ice crystals, which could easily break during carving. Second, the force had to be precise, otherwise, not only would it be difficult to carve the desired shape, but it could also cause the ice block to crack.
