"Spiritual energy can purify it."
"Not all of it," Ye Xuan said.
A few dark particles had remained inside the chamber. They were too small to see without spiritual sense, but they were still there.
Chu Miao released a trace of fire.
Her flame was not a superpower. It was formed entirely from spiritual energy.
The golden-red fire entered the chamber and burned through the remaining particles.
Within seconds, the air inside became clean again.
Professor Song checked the instruments several times.
"No trace remains."
Professor Tang immediately turned toward Chu Miao.
"Can we study that flame?"
"No."
"You refused too quickly."
"There was nothing to consider."
The flame was connected to her cultivation. She couldn't hand it over for them to keep in a laboratory.
Professor Tang looked disappointed.
"You could produce a little more."
"It will disappear when I stop controlling it."
Professor Tang sighed.
