Mu Qianyue's hair and the frost on her body slowly receded at a visible speed.
The scorching aura of the Fiery Fire Spring penetrated her body, and it intermingled with the Pure Yin Star Power, devouring and invading each other until reaching a balance point.
Mu Qianyue felt a warm sensation inside her body, like the warm sun in winter, dispelling all the cold and bringing an unspeakable comfort.
A rich fragrance of Ziwei Flower wafted through the air, mingling with a faint smell of Snow Lotus, lingering at the tip of her nose. She knew this was Nalan Jing helping her balance the Pure Yin Star Power within her.
"Yue'er, the process of cultivating the Taiji Nine Transformations is slow and arduous, filled with hardships. Never be negligent," Nalan Jing said, knowing she was awake, his voice tinged with a trace of fear and trepidation. He didn't dare to imagine what would have happened if he had been one step too late.
