"Calm your mind. You're forcing the outer threads too hard," Shen Yu murmured calmly, his smooth voice acting as an anchor in her frantic state.
He reached out, placing his large, steady hands directly over her trembling ones.
His sudden warmth sent a jolt through her, but she didn't pull away.
Circulating a thread of his own qi, he gently enveloped her hands, guiding her movements and showing her exactly how to relax her grip on the spiritual energy.
"Don't fight the friction, Ruolan. Let the inner currents glide past the outer ones," he instructed softly.
Under his masterful touch, the chaotic, wild flames slowly tamed, finally settling into the beginnings of a steady, beautiful counter-rotational spin.
...
A full day passed in a blur of intense, near-constant training inside the isolated refining chamber. Shen Yu didn't let her jump straight back into the volatile Tier 3 recipe.
