Luojing, the Prince's Manor.
Past midnight, all was silent in the Commandery Princess's boudoir.
Nai Duo slept on the bed in the adjoining room. Perhaps she was dreaming of Xie Lang cutting down all comers at Three Rivers Crossing: she waved and cheered, throwing off her autumn quilt and exposing a glimpse of pale, ample flesh.
On the enormous bed, spacious enough for eight people to sleep without crowding, the breathtakingly beautiful young Commandery Princess lay on the inside, slightly tipsy, while big Momo lay perfectly straight on the outside, breathing evenly in sound sleep.
Whoosh~
A breeze slipped silently into the room, lifting a curtain of secluded dreams.
In a state somewhere between dreaming and waking, Linghu Qingmo saw a snow-haired immortal, baby-faced and hugely endowed, brimming with spiritual grace, floating in midair.
Seven-colored auspicious clouds surrounded her, radiating divine light and spiritual charm as she said:
"Don't be afraid, Qingmo. I'm your grandmaster."
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Amid her befuddlement, a trace of bewilderment appeared in Linghu Qingmo's eyes, as if to say—What kind of lousy dream is this? Would Grandmaster sound so much like a little girl? The White-Haired Immortal Maiden did not mind her doubts. She raised her left hand, a wisp of azure light swirling in her palm, then spiraling down like a roaming dragon and flowing into her body.
A vast, oceanic power spread throughout his body, permeating every limb and bone before gathering in his Qi Sea, giving off a gentle sensation that nourished his Divine Soul and physique, along with almost inexhaustible vitality.
Of the originally invisible, intangible energy of the five elements drifting between heaven and earth, he could now perceive a little azure energy and even draw tiny amounts into his body. It felt as though he had suddenly attained enlightenment in a