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Their eyes met.

Ning Ze's deep black eyes were close at hand, reflecting the girl's trembling pupils.

The lethal, crisp fragrance unique to Ning Ze's Love God Martial Soul, mingled with his powerful masculine scent, poured unreservedly into Zhu Zhuqing's nose.

Thump!

Thump!

Thump!!

Zhu Zhuqing felt as though her heart were about to leap from her chest. Her stunningly beautiful face, usually as cold as frost, suddenly flushed with a large, seductive crimson visible to the naked eye, the color spreading all the way to her delicate translucent earlobes and slender, snowy-white neck!

"N-Ning Ze..."

Zhu Zhuqing's lips parted slightly. Her breathing was ragged and hurried, and her warm, orchid-scented breath brushed against Ning Ze's jaw, carrying boundless shyness and panic.

She was usually aloof and proud. When had she ever experienced such intimate contact with a man, their temples brushing and their bodies pressed so closely together?!

What was even more fatal was that, due to their position, Ning Ze's long, powerful hand was firmly supporting the lower part of her back!

The scorching heat from his palm nearly melted her whole body into a pool of spring water!

Yet Ning Ze, as her instructor, remained open and gentle in expression. Only in the depths of his smiling eyes was there an extra trace of unfathomable depth that made one's heart race.

"In close-range wrestling and grappling, the most important thing is maintaining absolute stability in your core and center of gravity."

Ning Ze did not release her immediately. Instead, following their close position, his right hand supporting her slender waist lifted slightly, helping her correct her balance, while his left hand gently took hold of Zhu Zhuqing's soft hand, frozen in midair.

Their palms overlapped, their fingers nearly interlocking by accident.

Ning Ze bent slightly, bringing his jaw close to Zhu Zhuqing's burning ear as he patiently instructed her in a low voice:

"With a move like that just now, if your opponent retreats, you'll miss entirely."

"If your opponent forces his way in and cuts through your centerline, you'll lose all defense. What you need to do then isn't to desperately twist your waist, but..."

Ning Ze curled Zhu Zhuqing's hand inward, leaned his body forward slightly, and guided her in drawing an exceptionally graceful arc across the mat. As their steps crossed, he turned the tables and half-pinned her entire body within the crook of his arm.

"Borrow his strength. Follow his contact, then use his arm and elbow as a fulcrum against him. Do you understand?"

The warm breath brushing past her ear made every hair on Zhu Zhuqing's body stand on end. An indescribable sweetness and shame exploded through her mind.

How could she still clearly hear anything about techniques or centers of gravity?

Half-embraced in Ning Ze's arms, the youth's solid arm, blazing body heat, and the Divine Love God Power that made her feel safe enough to sink into it completely melted the frozen heart she had kept in darkness and fear for so many years into a pool of spring water.

"Mmm... I... I understand..."

Zhu Zhuqing bit her lower lip. Her voice trembled like a mosquito's hum, mist clouding her beautiful Netherworld eyes as she guiltily avoided Ning Ze's gaze and allowed herself to go limp in the youth's arms.

Seeing the usually cold, proud, and stubborn cat in his arms turn into a gentle, shy little kitten, Ning Ze's heart stirred slightly, and an indulgent smile curved his lips.

He slowly steadied Zhu Zhuqing, stepped back half a pace, and released her from his embrace.

"Rest for a moment and steady your breathing. Let's try the force-borrowing technique I just taught you once more."

His embrace suddenly vanished, and the slightly cool air rushed in. For no reason at all, a strong sense of loss and emptiness rose in Zhu Zhuqing's heart.

Zhu Zhuqing rubbed her burning red cheeks, took a deep breath, and forcibly suppressed her frenzied heartbeat.

When she lifted her eyes to look at Ning Ze again, there was not only coolness in her gaze, but also deep-rooted affection and an unprecedented dependence.

"Okay... Ning Ze, let's continue!"

Before they knew it, the sky outside the Imitation Training Room had completely sunk into night, and three full hours of intense entanglement and extreme movement training had quietly passed.

When the heavy bronze door of the training room slowly slid open, the cool evening breeze brushed across their faces, finally bringing a trace of freshness into the room's originally stifling, scorching air.

Walking ahead, Zhu Zhuqing's lotus steps were slightly unsteady, while her originally cold and beautiful face was now flushed a breathtaking crimson.

Three entire hours of intense close-quarters force-borrowing combat, coupled with the repeated washing of Divine Love God Power, had left this usually resolute and proud cat girl looking as though she had just been pulled from water.

Her black, tight-fitting training clothes had long since been thoroughly soaked in fragrant sweat, clinging semi-transparently to the girl's devilish curves and outlining heart-stirring contours.

Her damp black hair clung to her long, fair neck, while her chest rose and fell rapidly without pause, giving off an intoxicating maiden's fragrance and warm breath.

Behind her, a layer of crystalline sweat also beaded at Ning Ze's temples. His previously immaculate moon-white robe was slightly disheveled, adding a touch of casual, wild masculine charm.

However, the slight physical fatigue could not conceal the sharp gleam and ecstatic joy deep in Ning Ze's eyes!

The instant he stepped out of the Imitation Cultivation Room, Ning Ze half-closed his eyes and sank his thoughts into the Sea of Spirit.

Buzz—!

Under his inner divine sight, the Soul Ring rhythms circling the Love God Martial Soul within him were undergoing earth-shaking changes visible to the naked eye!

The first two Millennium Soul Rings, originally a deep purple, now shone with an incomparably profound and steady radiance. Along their edges, a layer of dark golden-black patterns that made one's heart palpitate had even been faintly tempered into existence!

Even the third Soul Ring he had obtained not long ago by hunting in the Star Dou Great Forest had darkened somewhat. Clearly, the age of that Soul Ring had increased as well!

What astonishing feedback from love...

Ning Ze marveled inwardly.

The heaven-defying mechanism of the Love God Martial Soul lay in this—so long as emotional bonds grew deeper, and love and possessiveness became stronger, the returned energy could directly push the age of his Soul Rings upward!

Those three hours of intimate contact and bodily entanglement that afternoon had clearly shattered the defenses around this cold cat girl's heart completely.

The once icy heart wrapped in hatred and despair was now filled to the brim with Ning Ze's figure!

The tremendous leap in Soul Ring age not only meant greater Soul Skill power and enhanced amplification effects, but also brought Ning Ze's internal vitality and divine power foundation to a higher level.

This guidance session had truly been quite rewarding!

Not long afterward, the two made their way through the tree-lined path and returned to the private courtyard where the four of them lived.

The moment she stepped into the courtyard corridor, Zhu Zhuqing finally noticed what was wrong with her clothes under the light spilling from inside, and her heart jolted!

Oh no... If Rongrong and Xiao Wu see me like this, I won't be able to explain it even if I grow a hundred mouths!

Zhu Zhuqing's beautiful cheeks instantly became so hot they seemed ready to steam. Secretly biting her pink lips, she lowered her head slightly and hurried toward her room in quick, disorderly steps, wanting to slip away unnoticed to change and wash up.