"Integrate your ice attribute power into the consciousness of the Sect Master. For her, this power from you is the best nourishment currently."
"Alright, I understand."
Following Meng Qian's advice, Wang Ye once again extended his divine sense into the sea of consciousness, beginning to integrate the white ice mist into Su Guimei's consciousness.
Initially, Su Guimei, who had not shown any signs of awakening despite Wang Ye's constant calling, shifted slightly as the white ice mist merged in, giving the feeling of a sleepwalker.
Wang Ye felt a stir in his heart.
There's hope.
Regarding Su Guimei, although Wang Ye had never exchanged a single word with her, and she was merely a consciousness, Wang Ye had always had a positive impression of Su Guimei.
After all, if it weren't for Su Guimei, Wang Ye might not survive in this world now.
