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The next day, Qin Muyue behaved more diligently than usual. She pretended to be practicing, but in fact she was observing the actions of the national teacher.

She discovered that the Imperial Master would go to the training room for retreat every evening, and the guards at the door would change shifts at midnight, which was the best time to act.

As night fell, Qin Muyue waited until the National Master entered the training room, then she quietly left her room.

She used her third level of Qi training to leave quietly.

When she arrived at Zhao Huoling's cell, she saw Zhao Huoling with his eyes closed, resting, seemingly unaware of anything in the outside world.

Qin Muyue called softly: "Mr. Zhao, it's me, Qin Muyue."

Zhao Huoling opened his eyes and saw a flash of surprise in the little princess's eyes. "Princess, why are you here?"

Qin Muyue didn't say much. She controlled the spiritual fire and quickly untied the restraints on Zhao Huoling.

“Princess, when did you start practicing…” Zhao Huoling widened his sharp eyes.

"There's no time to explain. Let's do some spiritual practice, shall we?" The girl put her arms around his neck and wanted to lean her forehead against his to achieve spiritual union.

Zhao Huoling's body stiffened and his brows furrowed. He subconsciously wanted to resist this sudden closeness.

In the world of immortal cultivation, the fusion of spirits and souls is an extremely private act, usually only performed between extremely trusting Taoist partners.

He couldn't be so frivolous.

"Your Highness, please respect yourself." There was a hint of resistance in Zhao Huoling's voice. He was afraid that he would hurt her.

The girl secretly cursed Long Aotian for being so pretentious, but she still looked innocent on the surface.

"Mr. Zhao, I know this is not in accordance with etiquette, but," Qin Muyue said anxiously, "the power of the national teacher is unfathomable. If we want to have a chance of survival, you must recover your cultivation as soon as possible. The reason why I suggest spiritual cultivation is because I have a lotus reincarnation body that can provide you with a large amount of spiritual energy in a short period of time to help you recover."

Her eyes were firm: "Master Zhao, I don't want to see my father, my mother, and the millions of people of the Huangtian Kingdom die under the Emperor's Ten Thousand Souls Banner. Please."

Zhao Huoling was silent for a moment, he knew that what the princess said was true.

He took a deep breath, and the resistance in his heart was gradually replaced by a sense of responsibility and urgency.

"I understand, Your Highness." Zhao Huoling finally nodded and hugged the girl in his arms.

Qin Muyue breathed a sigh of relief. She nodded gently, and then the two of them faced each other and began their spiritual practice.

As the fusion of spirit and soul became deeper and deeper, Zhao Huoling felt that his cultivation was gradually recovering, and his gratitude towards the princess became deeper and deeper.

He knew that without the princess' help, he might never recover his strength in a place like this.

Deep in Zhao Huoling's consciousness, the girl's soul approached in a chaotic spiritual palace. He hesitated for a moment before walking over.

The girl's beautiful face gradually became clear, and Zhao Huoling was shocked to find that she looked completely different from the princess.

Zhao Huoling subconsciously drew his sword, pointed it at her, and asked in a cold voice, "Who are you?"

Qin Muyue's soul seemed a little surprised in Zhao Huoling's spiritual palace. A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure.

I didn't expect that Lord Sword Master is so gifted. Not only will he become the ascended Sword Master in the future, but he already has the rudiments of a spiritual palace.

"Mr. Zhao, don't panic. I am also a remnant soul that accidentally got involved in this plane," Qin Muyue's voice echoed in the spirit palace, with a hint of emptiness, "We are in the same boat."

The tip of Zhao Huoling's sword trembled slightly, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, but was immediately replaced by rationality.

He was not pedantic. If this female cultivator really had bad intentions, she would not have helped him so many times, let alone help him recover his cultivation.

He is now at the end of his strength. If she is really the remnant soul of a demon cultivator, it would be more beneficial for her to directly take over his body.

But she didn't.

He gave her a meaningful look and asked, "What's your name, fellow Taoist?"

"My master usually calls me Yue'er, so just call me that as before." The girl was afraid that he would become suspicious, so she had to speak sincerely.

The tip of Zhao Huoling's sword slowly drooped, and his eyes turned from vigilance to contemplation.

The path of Taoism is full of unknowns and evil practices, but Zhao Huoling does not want to be a person who does not seek to repay a favor.

"In that case, Miss Yue'er, let's practice as soon as possible." There was a hint of determination in Zhao Huoling's voice. He had already made his choice.

The girl breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately Lord Sword Master was in a normal mental state.

The souls of the two sat facing each other in the spirit palace and began a deep spiritual fusion.

Even in a state of spiritual fusion, Qin Muyue couldn't suppress her dragon nature. Dragon horns emerged from her head and her dragon tail unconsciously wrapped around Zhao Huoling's lean waist.

Zhao Huoling felt the change in Qin Muyue and his whole body stiffened. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at the girl, and suddenly found that her pretty face was getting closer and closer.

"How dare you..." He just opened his mouth to scold but his lips were blocked, and the situation gradually got out of control.

An unprecedented shock and anger surged in Zhao Huoling's heart. He did not expect that Qin Muyue would do such an extraordinary thing at this critical moment.

His sword intent burst out instinctively, and Zhao Huoling's spiritual palace was secretly invaded by a certain afterimage of time and space, secretly giving Qin Muyue the rhyme of time and space to control the future Sword Master and do whatever he wants.

Qin Muyue's dragon tail tightly wrapped around Zhao Huoling, and her dragon horns flashed mysteriously in the dim light of the spiritual palace.

Her spiritual power surged into Zhao Huoling's body like a tide, making his resistance gradually weaker.

Pressing the future sword master to the ground, the girl pulled the man's hands over his head.

"You...you evil beast!" Zhao Huoling's voice gradually became hoarse, his soul was eroded by the numbness like a raging sea, and all the strength in his body was almost drained.

Qin Muyue leaned close to his ear, completely overwhelmed by instinct, and her voice was a little teasing: "Huo Ling'er, enjoy it."

Zhao Huoling glared at the female dragon fiercely. The two feathers on the dragon's tail began to move towards the forbidden area that should not be touched. His muscles tensed.

"stop..!"

"Sword Master, you smell so good..." The girl's eyes were blurred. She buried her head in Zhao Huoling's neck, greedily breathing in his scent.

Zhao Huoling felt the force coming from his waist and his face changed slightly. The fusion of mind and soul was still continuing, and he couldn't help but speed up his breathing.

The girl's dragon tail became more and more outrageous, and Zhao Huoling's whole body was full of resistance. His face suddenly changed and he wanted to push the girl away.

But he got even more brutal actions from the girl's soul. Zhao Huoling frowned, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, his handsome face turned pale, his eyes were slightly unfocused, as if his whole body was about to fall apart.

The girl's white and tender little hands were like dragon claws, easily destroying his clothes. Zhao Huoling clenched his teeth tightly, trying to suppress the strange feeling. His mind was numbing and he was so distracted that he could not concentrate.

Finally, when the girl's soul merged with his, Zhao Huoling's entire sea of ​​consciousness went blank.