11 One Companion Per Night
Three months ago, he was just an eight-star Mystic One, and now, he… he had become a Mystic Master?!
The students and instructors were utterly astonished. Such a rapid advancement was simply outrageous! Even cultivating Evil Techniques wouldn’t yield such speed, right?
Young Master Ming Kong, who had just challenged Yan Zhen, froze, his face alternating between red and white.
Ignoring the surrounding commotion, Yan Zhen focused on Instructor Yu Xuan. The moment she drew her bow, he dashed forward.
Starlight flickered, leaving a trail of stardust as he dodged the water arrows and closed the distance between them.
Instructor Yu Xuan retreated while continuing to fire arrows, aiming for Yan Zhen’s joints.
Yan Zhen raised his Mystic Power greatsword and unleashed a fiery sword Qi, clashing with Instructor Yu Xuan’s water arrows, creating an explosion.
“Bang!”
The loud boom silenced the entire plaza. Their exchange was different from the previous instructor-student duels. This was a battle between Mystic Masters!
Mystic Power surged through the air, attacking from a distance. Sometimes, they used Mystic Power armor for close combat, other times unleashing ranged attacks. The battle was incredibly intense, too fast for Mystic Ones and Mystic Scholars to follow. Anyone caught in the crossfire would be instantly annihilated.
Within the academy, only instructors were at the Mystic Master realm. In the city, only family heads and elders possessed such cultivation. They rarely fought, so a battle between Mystic Masters was a rare sight for the students.
“That was just a warm-up. Now I’m going to get serious, Instructor.”
“Hmph, bring it on.”
Yan Zhen didn’t use his Extreme Flames, instead utilizing the Eight Extremities Burst, Tai Chi Quake, Qi Vortex Technique, and Qi Finger, combined with the Starry Sky Dance movement technique, to fight Instructor Yu Xuan.
With his advancement to the Mystic Master realm, the speed and agility of the Starry Sky Dance had greatly increased. Only starlight and stardust trails could be seen on the stage as he moved, his figure almost a blur.
The Eight Extremities Burst and Tai Chi Quake, two king-level Mystic Skills disguised as general-level skills, were incredibly powerful in their second stages.
The Mystic Power Dispersal of Tai Chi Quake could be used defensively and to disrupt an opponent’s attacks. The “Ninth Burst” of Eight Extremities Burst was the pinnacle of strength, capable of breaking through even Mystic Power armor.
Now, Yan Zhen could easily utilize both.
After sixty-nine rounds, Yan Zhen gained a slight advantage over Instructor Yu Xuan, ending the match.
For the first time, a graduate had defeated their instructor during the graduation ceremony!
Originally, this duel was meant to humble the graduates, to let them know there were always stronger people out there, preventing them from being easily discouraged by other prodigies at the Sacred Ground Academy.
So, the instructors would take it seriously, giving their students a small lesson.
Instructor Yu Xuan naturally didn’t hold back. On the contrary, it was Yan Zhen who held back by not using his Extreme Flames. But in the end, he still won.
With the final match concluded, the ceremony ended. The old Dean announced that the Sacred Ground Academy’s transport airship would arrive in three days, instructing everyone to prepare and board the airship as soon as it arrived, not to miss it.
After the announcement, the ceremony was dismissed.
Now, presumably, the scene shifts to the evening or the next day, starting the “one companion per night” scenario. The previous segment ended with the graduation ceremony, so this new section would likely detail Yan Zhen’s interactions with the women before departing for the Sacred Ground Academy. This could involve further cultivation, romantic encounters, or dealing with the fallout of his victory.
Just as Yan Zhen was about to leave with Instructor Yu Xuan, he was surrounded by a crowd of senior and junior female students eager to take commemorative photos with him.
Since there were too many people, Yan Zhen chose to make a quick escape, leaving behind a dazzling display of starlight.
“So popular, worthy of being my student~,” Instructor Yu Xuan chuckled, covering her mouth as she watched Yan Zhen’s flustered retreat. “I wonder how many senior and junior sisters will shed tears and become lovesick after you leave.”
Yan Zhen rolled his eyes at his instructor and, in retaliation, pinched her side.
Instructor Yu Xuan’s face instantly flushed, a hint of amorous intent appearing in her watery eyes.
If it weren’t for the crowd, she would have dragged Yan Zhen back to the office and given him a stern… verbal reprimand!
Thinking of this, Instructor Yu Xuan blushed even more and quickly walked away, joining the other four girls as they headed to a pre-booked restaurant for dinner.
A farewell feast.
Because Yan Zhen was going to the Sacred Ground Academy, and Instructor Yu Xuan was also returning, they would be parting ways.
The four girls were extremely reluctant but couldn’t change anything.
—This was how it was in the script. Mi Xue’er and Yan Meng’er even hugged Instructor Yu Xuan and cried.
However, Yan Zhen couldn’t see any trace of sadness on their faces. Instead, they were in high spirits, praising Yan Zhen’s performance earlier and calling him handsome.
—What was going on? Fake teacher-student affection?
Yan Zhen was bewildered, but since he couldn’t figure it out, he decided not to dwell on it. Looking at his newly acquired “Special Trump Card – Riding Instructor Disdainful Ancestor 2.0,” his expression became troubled.
“Upon activation…”
—What the hell was this thing again?
Forget it. He had just obtained the dragon card, and he was in a good mood, so he didn’t want to argue with the system.
On the way home, Yan Meng’er and Yan Ruyu approached him, whispering, “Cousin, we’re about to part ways. Can you grant us a small request?”
She even made a gesture to emphasize “small.”
Yan Zhen immediately became wary:
“Speak.”
Yan Meng’er giggled shyly, then whispered a few words into his ear.
Yan Zhen immediately looked at his other cousin, who quickly turned her face away, looking extremely guilty.
“Please, Cousin?”
“But—”
“Cousin~~~ Meng’er and older sister are just ordinary girls, too.”
“Uh… alright.”
Seeing him agree, a cunning glint flashed in Yan Meng’er’s eyes, like a little fox who had just stolen a chicken.
“Thank you, Cousin. Meng’er loves you~”
Mwah! (Kissing sound)
“…”
Yan Meng’er’s request was simple: she wanted Yan Zhen to spend one night with each of them before he left, not together, but separately.
Since they had confirmed their relationship, they had always slept together as a threesome and hadn’t experienced being intimate with him individually. So, they wanted to make up for it and leave no regrets.
Yan Zhen also felt that he owed them something, so he agreed.
Moreover, in his current state, handling one at a time was more than manageable. He didn’t have to worry about getting carried away and being warned by the system.
Night fell. After dinner and a bath, Yan Zhen, dressed in his pajamas, went to Yan Meng’er’s room as promised.
He knocked on the door and said, “Meng’er, it’s me.”
“The door’s unlocked, Cousin, come in.”
Yan Zhen pushed the door, and it creaked open.
He entered and closed the door behind him, locking it.
Yan Meng’er’s room was still filled with girlish charm, decorated with plushies of all sizes. There was even a chibi Yan Zhen plushie on the bed, probably used as a hug pillow.
His cousin was lying under the covers, only her head peeking out. Seeing him, she lifted a corner of the blanket, inviting him, “Cousin, come up~”
Yan Zhen froze, a similar memory flashing through his mind.
When they were young, during thunderstorms, Yan Meng’er would be too scared to sleep, so she would beg Yan Zhen to stay with her.
Yan Zhen would sneak into her room through the window and sleep with her…
Back then, his silly cousin was still very innocent. Every time, she would be too shy to show anything but her head, but she would be very happy to see him, incredibly cute.
—Wait, why do I have this memory?
Yan Zhen frowned, standing motionless.
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