Yun Luo took out the steel needle, and it was as if she had become a different person. Her expression turned serious, and her previously unruly attitude vanished without a trace. She gripped the needle tightly in her hand, murmuring an incantation.
"Plant Pattern, by my command, strengthen its attack, break through the enemy's defense," the steel needle, which looked no different from an ordinary embroidery needle, suddenly left Yun Luo's hand on its own.
The body of the needle, charged with a stream of spring-clear strength, instantaneously transformed from its iron color, emitting a soft light akin to pearls, and danced nimbly over the withering flower vine.
New and exquisite wave-like patterns appeared on the flower vine, the patterns branding deep into it, and the Spiritual Energy drained by the Blood-sucking Giant Winged Mosquitoes ceased, stopping the vine from withering.
