78: Apprentice instructing master!

Chu Ye nodded slightly, a spark of spiritual light flickering at his fingertip as a strand of intent containing profound information was transmitted into Immortal Master Cold Moon's Sea of Consciousness.

"This is 'The Treasure Codex of Yin-Yang Harmony,' an Immortal-grade Dual Cultivation Technique. For you, it is not just a shortcut to recover your cultivation, but a technique that perfectly matches your Physique, stabilizes your Foundation, and even offers a chance to break through your shackles."

His tone carried a hint of playfulness. "Study it well; it will be beneficial to both of us."

As Immortal Master Cold Moon's Divine Sense scanned the contents of the technique, two patches of crimson instantly bloomed on her cheeks.

The technique itself was indeed profound and mysterious, pointing directly toward the Great Dao of Yin and Yang, but many of the methods and posture descriptions within were truly embarrassing.

However, she also understood that this might be one of the ways Chu Ye would "fulfill his promise" to help her recover or even enhance her strength. Under the blood pact, she had no way to refuse and might even... have to take the initiative to cooperate.

"Now," Chu Ye's tone turned flat but left no room for doubt, "go bathe and change. Later, I will help you guide the medicinal power, perform the initial circulation of the technique, and begin restoring your cultivation."

His gaze swept over her face, which was still somewhat pale but could not hide its peerless beauty. "Li Yue."

Li Yue, who had been standing quietly to the side, immediately stepped forward and bowed her head, responding, "Your Highness."

"Take your Revered Master to the Celestial Pool and help her... select suitable clothing."

Chu Ye spoke with hidden meaning, his gaze sweeping over the palace dress on Li Yue's body, which looked slightly different after his "guidance."

"You know my preferences best. This concerns whether your Revered Master can smoothly recover and even go a step further, understand?"

Li Yue's delicate body trembled almost imperceptibly as various previous scenes flashed through her mind. Her cheeks warmed slightly, but she did not dare to disobey in the slightest: "Li Yue understands."

She turned to her Revered Master, who was still somewhat dazed, and said softly, "Revered Master, please follow this Disciple."

Deep within the Guanghan Immortal Palace, the [Icy Moon Celestial Pool]—formed by the convergence of the underground Spiritual Vein and the power of lunar essence—remained shrouded in mist, overflowing with Spiritual Qi.

The pool water was crystal clear, shimmering with a faint blue light, and its chill contained a vibrant vitality.

The Revered Master and Disciple shed their clothes and stepped into the pool.

The warm spiritual spring water enveloped their bodies, washing away the dust and seemingly isolating them temporarily from the turmoil and humiliation of the outside world.

Amidst the dense water vapor, two bodies that could be called masterpieces of creation were partially visible.

Although Immortal Master Cold Moon had endured many hardships, her Foundation was excellent; her figure was curvaceous and graceful, and her skin, due to her recent recovery from a long illness, showed a fragile whiteness that took on a pearly luster under the soaking of the spiritual spring.

Li Yue appeared younger and firmer, with breathtaking curves and skin like ice and bones like jade, resembling a moonlit Fairy in the hazy mist.

Two generations of Palace Mistresses of Guanghan, both peerless beauties of the mortal realm, were now bathing together in the same pool, each with her own thoughts.

Immortal Master Cold Moon leaned against the smooth jade at the edge of the pool with her eyes closed, feeling the spiritual spring nourish her body, but her heart was filled with mixed emotions.

The hope of restoring her cultivation was right before her eyes, but the price was total dependence on the upcoming, unimaginably intimate "treatment."

Li Yue silently approached, picking up a soft silk cloth soaked in the spiritual spring to gently wipe her Revered Master's shoulders and back.

Her movements were gentle, carrying the respect of a Junior as well as a complex emotion of shared suffering.

"Revered Master," Li Yue spoke in a low voice, her words sounding somewhat ethereal in the water vapor, "I know a thing or two about Chu Ye's preferences."

"He... appreciates a cold and aloof temperament, yet he also takes pleasure in personally staining that coldness with his own colors."

Her fingertips inadvertently brushed over a faint, healed but still visible mark below her collarbone. "The clothing... perhaps does not need to be overly elaborate or revealing, but the formal attire of the Palace Mistress, symbolizing status and purity, when adjusted slightly... will best... suit his heart's desire."

Immortal Master Cold Moon's eyelashes trembled slightly. She did not open her eyes, but merely let out a soft "mm" from her throat as a response.

She understood her Disciple's hint and the true meaning of Chu Ye sending Li Yue to "help." It wasn't just about picking clothes, but also a cruel way to let her, the Revered Master, "adapt" in advance to the role she was about to play.

After bathing, Li Yue led Immortal Master Cold Moon to an exquisite side hall where various garments had already been prepared.

Li Yue personally selected a set of formal attire for the Palace Mistress of Guanghan, similar in style to her own but appearing more solemn and mature.

The main tone was moon-white, embroidered with silver thread in exquisite patterns of winter plums and lunar cycles. The flowing immortal sleeves and layered fabric outlined a figure that was both dignified and graceful.

However, the designs at the collar, cuffs, and waist, under Li Yue's "unintentional" suggestions for adjustment, were slightly softer and more form-fitting than the traditional style, potentially revealing more charm during movement.

"Revered Master, please change your clothes," Li Yue said in a low voice, holding the garments.

Immortal Master Cold Moon looked at this set of formal wear, which was both familiar and yet seemed to have subtle differences. After a moment of silence, she finally reached out slowly to take it.

When the cool, silky fabric touched her warm skin after the bath, her body trembled almost imperceptibly.

After she finished changing, Li Yue carefully combed her long hair, pinning it into an elegant yet alluring bun adorned with a simple jade hairpin.

The person in the mirror had a peerless countenance and a cold, otherworldly temperament. With the formal dress on her body, her majesty was naturally displayed.

Only in the depths of those slightly flickering eyes was there a hidden, indelible trace of humiliation and resignation, along with a faint dread of the upcoming, unknown "treatment"... and a sliver of throb quietly stirred by the technique and the pact, which she herself was unwilling to examine closely.

"You are very beautiful, Revered Master."

Li Yue looked at the figure in the mirror and spoke softly, unsure if she was offering comfort or stating a fact. "He... will be satisfied."

Immortal Master Cold Moon did not answer. She merely took one last look at herself in the mirror, then slowly turned and began walking toward the main hall where Chu Ye was located.

Li Yue followed silently behind her, like the most loyal maidservant, or perhaps like a guide escorting a tribute toward the altar.

The moonlight filtered through the corridor pillars, spilling onto the trailing skirts of the two peerless fairies. It remained as cold as ever, yet it was now stained with a different mark of belonging.

When Immortal Master Cold Moon reappeared before Chu Ye after bathing and changing into the formal attire of the Palace Mistress—which had been "tweaked" by Li Yue—the atmosphere in the hall froze for a subtle moment.

The moon-white palace dress was layered like clouds, the silver embroidery flowing with a cold luster under the soft light of the bright pearls, perfectly outlining her curvaceous figure which had recovered some of its fullness.

Her long hair was pinned high with a jade hairpin. Her peerless face still bore a trace of paleness from her recovery, which only served to highlight her eyes, now regaining some of their spirit and shining clear like cold stars—though beneath that clarity was an unmaskable submission and a hint of trepidation.

She stood there, her dignified majesty and the faintly revealed fragile obedience forming a breathtaking contrast.

Chu Ye's gaze swept over her, a satisfied curve appearing at the corner of his mouth. He cast a "well done" look toward Li Yue, who followed closely behind and stood with her head bowed.

Li Yue's eyelashes trembled slightly as she quietly retreated to the side.

"It seems you've recovered well."

Chu Ye stood up and walked to Immortal Master Cold Moon, lifting her smooth chin with his finger to force her to meet his gaze. "Have you memorized 'The Treasure Codex of Yin-Yang Harmony' well?"

Immortal Master Cold Moon's body stiffened slightly, but she could not escape this frivolous touch. She replied in a low voice, "Answering Your Highness, I have... already committed it to heart."

"Very good."

Chu Ye withdrew his hand and turned toward the wide cloud bed in the inner hall. "Then let us begin. Your Foundation has been damaged for many years. For the first circulation of the technique, I need to take the lead, guiding the remaining power of the nine revolutions soul returning pill in your body to clear the blockages and reconstruct your Dao Foundation."