From Secret Agent to Valkyrie

Pain surged through me in wave after wave. I clenched my teeth, nearly passing out. It felt as if countless tiny steel needles were piercing my meridians, while flames seared them with unbearable heat. My body seemed on the verge of exploding as the energy inside me raged and battered against me, threatening to tear me to pieces.

“Hang in there!” Qu Chen’s voice came from beside me, trembling slightly but unshakably firm. “Qianxue, hang in there!”

I struggled to open my eyes. Qu Chen looked even paler than I did, his forehead covered in beads of sweat. His body was shaking violently too, but he still gripped Xingyun tightly, his gaze full of unyielding resolve.

The old man’s voice grew urgent. “Steady your mind! Guide the power of Xingyun! Don’t let it control you!”

I took a deep breath and tried to rein in the wild energy inside me. It was as though I stood in an ocean battered by a raging storm, with towering waves ready to swallow me at any moment. But I couldn’t give up. I had to hold on, for myself, for Qu Chen, and for the future we would share.

I tried to recall the method the old man had taught me. I focused on sensing the pulse of Xingyun’s power and guiding it, letting it merge with my breathing and heartbeat. It was an incredibly difficult process. Every step felt like walking on the edge of a blade.

Gradually, the wild energy inside me began to settle, and the pain slowly eased. A warm force started flowing through my meridians, repairing the damaged tissues. I could feel my strength growing, and an unprecedented sense of power filled me