The Hehuan Sect cultivates alchemy; my senior sister helps me refine alchemy throughout the world.

Hearing her say that, Shen Yifei felt a little guilty. "Ninth Princess, I was delayed last time because of something. There was some trouble on the Beiming side, and I was rushing to deal with it, so I missed the deadline."

"What happened?" Zhao Yue asked with concern. "Are you hurt?"

"No, no, I just dealt with an old devil."

"That's good, that's good." Zhao Yue wiped away her tears. "I thought something had happened to you, and I was worried about you for many days."

Looking at her tearful appearance, Shen Yifei couldn't help but feel a little touched.

Although the Ninth Princess is the daughter of the Celestial Emperor, she is as simple-minded as a child, easily trusting people and easily falling in love.

"Ninth Princess, how are you feeling today? Is your spirit any better?"

"I feel much better. After you gave me this treatment last time, I felt much more energetic." Zhao Yue said, holding out her hand. "Could you take another look at me? I feel like I'm a little empty again."

Shen Yifei didn't stand on ceremony and separated a wisp of his soul, gently probing into her brow.

As expected, Zhao Yue's sea of ​​consciousness was much fuller than before. Those previously empty spaces were now filled with a thin layer of silvery-white mist that was slowly flowing through them.

Shen Yifei was secretly surprised; the Ninth Princess's recovery ability was indeed astonishing. She had absorbed most of the divine soul power he had given her last time, unlike Liu Mengli, whose power was completely swallowed by the bottomless pit.

"Hmm, you're recovering well." Shen Yifei withdrew his divine soul. "At this rate, after three or four more sessions, your divine soul will be back to normal."

"Then tonight..." Zhao Yue looked at him, a hint of expectation in her starry eyes, "can you help me finish it again?"

Seeing her expectant look, Shen Yifei nodded, "Okay, let's do it again."

The two sat cross-legged facing each other. Shen Yifei calmed his mind and slowly probed a wisp of his soul into Zhao Yue's brow.

This time, he didn't proceed with the same caution as before. Instead, he directly activated the small vortex in his dantian, transferring a wisp of warm divine soul power into her sea of ​​consciousness.

Zhao Yue's body trembled slightly, and she let out a very soft moan.

The voice was soft and sweet, like a piece of honey melting on the tongue, cloyingly sweet, yet with a hint of tingling.

Shen Yifei quickly calmed himself down and guided his soul to slowly wander through her sea of ​​consciousness.

After being nourished last time, Zhao Yue's sea of ​​consciousness was no longer as empty as before. The layer of silvery-white mist would automatically make way for Shen Yifei's soul as it passed by, as if it were sentient.

Shen Yifei's soul traveled through most of her sea of ​​consciousness, gradually transferring his gentle soul power into it.

Zhao Yue relaxed completely, her eyes half-open and half-closed, her eyelashes fluttering gently, her lips slightly parted, revealing a pink tip of her tongue between her pearly teeth.

"You...your technique this time...seems more skilled than last time..." Zhao Yue's voice was broken, carrying an indescribable daze, "I feel...so comfortable all over..."

Shen Yifei's heart fluttered at her words, and he quickly took a deep breath to suppress the inappropriate thoughts that were swirling in his mind.

"Ninth Princess, relax, don't speak, just focus on feeling."

Zhao Yue gave a soft "Mmm" and obediently shut her mouth.

Shen Yifei channeled more of his divine soul power into her sea of ​​consciousness. The warm currents slowly spread through the depths of her sea of ​​consciousness, like a spring breeze blowing across a frozen lake, melting away layer by layer.

Zhao Yue's body began to feel slightly warm, and her originally snow-white skin turned a light pink, making her look exceptionally alluring.

Her breathing became rapid, her chest heaving more and more, and her two snow-white breasts trembled gently.

Shen Yifei was in agony.

He had to keep his mind steady and control the amount of his spiritual output while resisting the vivid and sensual scene before him.

What's even more deadly is that the Ninth Princess's starry eyes were half-open and half-closed as she looked at him, her gaze carrying a fatal allure.

That look in his eyes wasn't provocative like Ao Ying's, nor teasing like Liu Mengli's; it was pure, unguarded trust and reliance.

It was this kind of gaze that Shen Yifei found hardest to resist.

A person's soul does not lie.

The Ninth Princess's soul was completely unprepared for him, and even took the initiative to entwine itself around him, like two vines intertwined.

That comfort and trust made Shen Yifei feel like a beast, actually having feelings for such a simple woman that he shouldn't have.

He quickly suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind and continued to activate his cultivation technique.

Zhao Yue felt his spiritual power become gentler, as if she were soaking in warm water, with every pore of her body groaning comfortably.

Her body involuntarily leaned forward, resting against Shen Yifei, and her hands gently rested on his shoulders.

"You...you're so kind..." Zhao Yue's voice trembled slightly, "I've never...I've never felt this way before..."

When Shen Yifei leaned on her, he almost snapped.

Even though it was just his soul, he could feel her cool skin pressed against his body, soft, smooth, and with a faint, cool fragrance.

What's even more irresistible is that her two breasts pressed against his chest, creating a subtle, almost imperceptible sensation that was more arousing than any real contact.

"Ninth Princess, you...you should sit up straight first, it's not good for dual cultivation like this..." Shen Yifei's voice was a little distorted.

"I want to lean on you..." Zhao Yue's voice carried a hint of coquetry, "Like this... I feel more comfortable like this..."

Shen Yifei took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

He knew that if things continued like this, something bad was bound to happen tonight.

So he quickly increased the speed of his soul output, transferring the last wave of soul power into Zhao Yue's sea of ​​consciousness, and then swiftly withdrew his own soul.

"Alright, Ninth Princess, let's end our dual cultivation here for today." Shen Yifei stood up, took two steps back, and increased the distance between himself and Zhaoyue.

Zhao Yue opened her eyes, looking at him with some reluctance, "Why is today over so quickly?"

"Yes, Ninth Princess, the repair was quick this time. If it continues, you might not be able to handle it."

Zhao Yue nodded, but there was a clear hint of disappointment in her eyes. "Then... will you come again on the next full moon night?"

"Yes," Shen Yifei answered readily. "However, Ninth Princess, there's another matter I'd like to ask for your help with today."

"You...you wanted to see me about something?" The Ninth Princess was somewhat surprised.

"Well, I've run into a problem that I can't solve myself, it's just..."

"Wait a minute..." The Ninth Princess stopped Shen Yifei. "You appeared in my dream, could it be... could it be that you are real?"

"Ninth Princess, I am real. To you, I may just be a dream, but I am a real person."