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

"Are you really me?" Zhao Yue's voice trembled slightly. She reached out, wanting to touch Shen Yifei's face, but her fingers withdrew just before touching him. "You...you're not the person from my dream?"

"Ninth Princess, I am real." Shen Yifei nodded solemnly. "My name is Shen Yifei, the Sect Master of Tianyan Sect. I am not a phantom in your dream, I am a real person."

Zhao Yue stood there, her starry eyes wide open, unable to react for a long time.

From childhood to adulthood, she could only experience freedom in her dreams. The people and events she dreamed of would vanish without a trace upon waking.

She thought that the man in front of her was just a figment of her imagination, a comfort she had created because she had been lonely for too long.

Although everything in the dream felt so real.

Because it was a dream, she dared to be naked in front of him and dared to touch him in various ways.

But now, this man is telling her that he is real.

"You...how could you possibly enter my dream? This is my dream, you are real, how could you be here?"

"Ninth Princess, this is not your dream. This is the interior of the Ten Thousand Year Cold Marrow." Shen Yifei pointed to the surrounding ice crystal space. "Every full moon, your soul comes to this place. And I establish a connection with your soul through the Ten Thousand Year Cold Marrow."

Zhao Yue looked down at her naked body, and her face flushed red instantly.

Zhao Yue curled up into a ball, clutching her chest tightly with both hands. "Why...why didn't you tell me sooner?"

"If I had told you earlier, would you have cooperated with me in dual cultivation? Besides, even if I had told you from the beginning that I was telling the truth, you wouldn't have believed me."

Zhao Yue kept her head down, wishing she could disappear into a crack in the ground.

Seeing her disheveled appearance, Shen Yifei stopped teasing her.

He took out one of his outer robes from his storage ring and handed it to her, saying, "Ninth Princess, please put this on."

Zhao Yue took the outer robe and hurriedly put it on. The robe was too big for her and hung loosely on her body, which made her look even more petite and lovely.

"You...you just said you wanted to talk to me about something?" Zhao Yue asked softly, her head lowered. "What is it?"

"Ninth Princess, I would like to ask you to help me save someone."

"Save people? Save whom?"

"My wife's older sister, the eldest princess of the East Sea Dragon Palace... Ao Ling'er."

Upon hearing the name "Ao Ling'er," Zhao Yue frowned slightly. "This name... I feel like I've heard it somewhere before."

"You should have heard of it." Shen Yifei looked at her, his gaze somewhat complicated. "Because there are some people in the Immortal Realm who extracted the Dragon Essence and Divine Soul from her body and refined them into tonics for you to eat."

Shen Yifei felt that the Ninth Princess might not know about the existence of the Immortal Punishment organization, so he simply shifted the blame to the Immortal Realm.

Zhao Yue's face turned pale instantly. "You... what did you say? They... they extracted her dragon essence and soul to give to me as a tonic?"

"Yes." Shen Yifei nodded. "And that's not all. They also sealed Ao Ling'er's soul in a restriction, using her remaining soul power to nourish that restriction. Now her soul is shattered, her cultivation is completely ruined, and she's practically a living dead."

Zhao Yue was stunned after hearing this.

Her lips trembled, and her eyes instantly reddened. "I...I don't know...I really don't know...Father told me that those tonics were made from rare and precious herbs, and I thought...I thought they were elixirs..."

Shen Yifei stepped forward and gently patted her shoulder. "Ninth Princess, you've been locked up in that palace for too long. You believed whatever your father said. This isn't your fault."

Zhao Yue looked up at him, her eyes brimming with tears, "Then... is there any hope for her?"

"There's hope," Shen Yifei said decisively. "There's a restriction in her sea of ​​consciousness, set up by the Immortal Punishers using Immortal Realm techniques. I can't break that restriction, but you definitely can. You're the daughter of the Immortal Emperor; you must have seen the runes of this kind of restriction before."

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhao Yue nodded vigorously, "Okay! I'll help you!"

Shen Yifei finally felt relieved. "Ninth Princess, shall we give it a try now?"

"Now? Here? Where is she?"

"Yes, right here. I've brought Ao Ling'er here; you help her break the restriction in her sea of ​​consciousness."

"Then let's hurry. I don't know when I'll wake up from this dream... This time... you... you're too fast. There should still be some time."

Shen Yifei thought to himself, "Don't underestimate me just because you're a fairy. If I get the chance in the future, I'll let you experience the power of my physical body!"

Shen Yifei withdrew from the Ten Thousand Year Cold Marrow, his soul returned to his physical body, and then entered the Cauldron of All Things.

Ao Ying was guarding Ao Ling'er's side; Ao Ling'er had already woken up.

He looked a little tired, but he was finally awake.

"Wife, the Ninth Princess has agreed to save Sister Ling'er!"

Upon hearing this, Ao Ying immediately stood up. "She agreed so readily? Without mentioning any conditions?"

"Wife, you haven't met that Ninth Princess." Shen Yifei said with a sigh, "That girl is as innocent as a blank sheet of paper. She believes whatever I say. When I told her that the people from the Immortal Punishment Clan used the souls of living people to make tonics for her, she cried on the spot, saying that she didn't know anything. Judging from her appearance, she didn't seem to be faking it."

Ao Ying was silent for a moment, then sighed, "It seems she's a pitiful person, unaware of the wickedness of people outside."

Shen Yifei sensed something was amiss in Ao Ying's words, but he didn't dare say anything more, as it would only make things more complicated, especially since he genuinely had such thoughts.

"That's right." Shen Yifei echoed, then walked over and squatted down next to Ao Ling'er. "Sister Ling'er, I'll take you to see the Ninth Princess now and have her help you break the restriction in your sea of ​​consciousness."

Although Ao Ling'er didn't trust the Ninth Princess, she had absolute trust in Shen Yifei and would do whatever he said.

"Young Master Shen, I'll go with you," Ao Ling'er said softly.

Shen Yifei nodded, and with a thought, he brought Ao Ling'er out of the Cauldron of Myriad Things.

Ao Ying was worried, so she followed her out of the cauldron.

Inside the secret chamber, the ancient, cold marrow lay quietly on the ground, emitting a faint blue light.

Shen Yifei took a deep breath and guided Ao Ling'er's broken soul into the cold marrow.

When Ao Ling'er saw Zhao Yue, although she knew that the woman in front of her was the daughter of the Immortal Emperor and the indirect cause of her downfall, seeing Zhao Yue's pitiful appearance, the hatred in her heart actually faded a bit.

"You...you are Ao Ling'er? I'm sorry...I'm really sorry...I didn't know about them..." Zhao Yue apologized to Ao Ling'er first.

"Ninth Princess, this isn't your fault. Let's not dwell on the past. Young Master Shen said you could help me break the restrictions in my sea of ​​consciousness, is that true?"

Zhao Yue nodded. "Yes! I can!"

She stepped forward and gently touched Ao Ling'er's brow.

A gentle stream of immortal energy flowed from her fingertips, slowly probing into the depths of Ao Ling'er's consciousness.

Shen Yifei stood to the side, watching nervously.

Zhao Yue closed her eyes, her brows slightly furrowed.

After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, she opened her eyes, let out a long breath, and said, "I see it, the restriction."

"Can it be broken?" Shen Yifei asked hurriedly.

"Yes." Zhao Yue nodded. "This is a sealing technique from the Immortal Realm called the 'Soul-Locking Golden Seal.' I've seen it in the Immortal Realm's records, and I've also seen my father use it."

"Ninth Princess...look..."

Zhao Yue shook her head. "No, with my current spiritual power, I can't break this restriction by myself."

"What should we do then?" Shen Yifei asked anxiously.

I need your help.