Wu Yue's Lesson!

Morning light filtered through the carved window lattice, cut into scattered shards that lay quietly across the jade table and the hems of their robes.

There was no wind in the hall; the air was still.

Wu Yue stood at Lu Yuan's side, leaning down slightly.

Her loose, white morning robe draped softly with her movement, its shoulder line gentle, her neck slender, a patch of delicate snow-white skin clean and translucent beneath the soft light.

Her entire face was very close to Lu Yuan's. Her breathing was shallow and warm, wisps of heat brushing his ear now and then.

A few strands of pink hair hung down, lightly grazing her cheek and occasionally sweeping over Lu Yuan's shoulder. The faint itch was especially clear.

Wu Yue's gaze was fixed firmly on the ancient, intricate runes on the scroll, her expression utterly serious, wholly assuming the bearing of a teacher imparting knowledge.

Her slender, pale index finger slowly extended, its tip lustrous as jade, and pointed at the first row of twisted, obscure deep-space runes. She explained softly and unhurriedly, "The opening thirty-six runes of Soul Guide are the Soul-Guide Breath-Returning Runes."

"Their purpose is to draw the Spiritual Power scattered throughout your body back into the sea, solidify the foundation of your sea of consciousness, and transform your Spiritual Power from a loose state into one that is pure, controllable, guidable, and able to be released outward."

She spoke neither too quickly nor too slowly, her voice gentle and pleasing. Every point of knowledge was broken down with meticulous care.

Lu Yuan lowered his eyes to stare at the scroll, his gaze focused, not daring to miss a single word.

But the two of them were simply too close.

At arm's length, the girl's elegant fragrance lingered beneath his