Shen Hanyue giggled and said, "Qingyu, are you ready to suffer? I won't be holding back!"
Zhou Qingyu laughed. "Aunt Shen, bring it on!"
She also really wanted to know what level she had reached now, how strong she was.
And also how big the gap between her and a Spirit Venerable really was.
Having suddenly become a Venerable at Perfection, she had, for the moment, lost her sense of how strong or weak she was.
She should be very strong, but how strong exactly, she wasn't sure.
Xiao Ruoling said, "Squeeze Qingyu's limits as much as you can. Qingyu, the longer you hold out, the better."
"Yes, Madam." Zhou Qingyu nodded solemnly.
Shen Hanyue was itching to go, saying excitedly, "Then let's start now!"
Zhou Qingyu clasped her fists solemnly, aura surging around her. "Aunt Shen, please—!"
"Watch the move!" Shen Hanyue let out a crisp laugh as her pale little hand pushed out.
This palm was silent and soundless, with no visible power.
