Xie Ruoxi's expression turned even more unsightly, clearly having thought of some unfortunate possibilities.
Zhao Yuanzhen quickly threw a glance at Ningning, signaling her to keep quiet, and then began to persuade Ruoxi:
"You don't need to worry so much. At that time, no matter what danger you encounter, as long as you think 'I must survive,' chances are you'll make it."
"That's right," Chen Lingyun smiled on the side, "Look at Sister Zhao. Her True Yuan isn't as abundant as yours, her intelligence is about the same as yours, and she got through her heavenly tribulation with ease."
Zhao Yuanzhen immediately felt like cursing, but seeing Xie Ruoxi's expression of "Eh, that seems right," could only forcefully agree:
"No, no, you're right. My True Yuan isn't as abundant as yours, Ruoxi. If I could pass the tribulation, why wouldn't you be able to?"
Xie Ruoxi remained silent for a moment, her eyes gradually filling with wisdom.
