However, at the same time, the pain Murong Ningyue suffered had reached its extreme. Under the attack of this wind blade with a strong cold, Murong Ningyue's face turned pale and blood marks appeared on her skin.

Seeing this scene, Ye Yaorao couldn't help but show a hint of heartache in her eyes, but Ye Yaorao didn't mean to take action to save Murong Ningyue.

Ye Yaorao knew very well that only by experiencing enough hardships can one truly improve one's strength. This is a test that Murong Ningyue must go through. No one can help Murong Ningyue, and Murong Ningyue can only rely on herself.

Of course, Murong Ningyue also knew this truth very well. Although her body was suffering tremendous pain, Murong Ningyue gritted her teeth and persevered without saying a word.

It was not until Murong Ningyue was already a little confused and was about to lose consciousness that Murong Ningyue jumped onto the platform and hugged Murong Ningyue.

Looking at Murong Ningyue, who was already scarred and completely lost consciousness in her arms, Ye Yaorao couldn't help but look pity: "Hey! Your personality has not changed at all after so long, but don't worry, you have a promising husband and you will never let you in any danger!"

After Ye Yaorao finished speaking, she began to input the pure spiritual power from her body into Murong Ningyue's body. Under the stimulation of Ye Yaorao's spiritual power, Murong Ningyue quickly woke up.

Although Ye Yaorao could not directly pass her spiritual power and cultivation to Murong Ningyue, Ye Yaorao's spiritual power was undoubtedly the best healing saint, and the scars on Murong Ningyue's body soon disappeared.

"My husband, this experience is indeed a big surprise. I didn't expect it to be so powerful!"

Murong Ningyue struggled to sit up and said to Ye Yaorao. When Ye Yaorao woke up, she couldn't help but smile and said, "Madam, you should be glad that the power of the cold wind on this platform varies with time. It was noon, and it was the weakest time when the cold wind was the weakest. If it was midnight, then you would never let you go up!"

Murong Ningyue couldn't help but be surprised when she heard this: "What? Was the weakest time just now?"

Murong Ningyue didn't expect that the experience she had to hold on for a long time was only the weakest level. In this way, how terrible the experience of the strongest level would be!

However, this also inspired Murong Ningyue's competitive spirit. At this time, Murong Ningyue began to have a strong desire for the strongest level of experience.

When Ye Yaorao saw the flashing light in Murong Ningyue's eyes, she guessed what Murong Ningyue thought, and quickly said to Murong Ningyue: "Madam, you must not be too ambitious. That highest level of experience is prepared for those golden-level cultivators. It is better for you to take your time, madam."

Murong Ningyue laughed when she heard Ye Yaorao’s reminder: “Hahaha! Don’t worry, husband, I’m not a fool who doesn’t know how to live or die, but I’m really looking forward to that highest level of experience!”

"Okay, madam, you have a good rest first, and we will come and practice again until noon tomorrow!"

After Ye Yaorao said that, she picked Murong Ningyue upside down without waiting for Murong Ningyue to answer. Murong Ningyue had just experienced a training session and had not fully recovered. Of course, she could only let Ye Yaorao hold her.
Chapter completed!