Category: They All Want to Be My Female Lead

Chapter 115: The Beautiful, Wealthy, and Kind Older Sister’s Key Plot Point

“Master, I’m going to take one of the Supreme Grade Small Origin Pills to the Gold and Jade Chamber of Commerce for auction today. I’ll come back and practice Spiritual Power cultivation later.”

“Why auction it off? Are you short on money, Zhen’er?”

“Uh, well…”

He wasn’t short on money, but he had to follow the script. How else could he attract the attention of the beautiful, wealthy, and kind older sister without auctioning off something rare and valuable like a Supreme Grade Small Origin Pill?

This pill was a crucial plot device. It would end up in her hands, purchased at a collector’s price, providing him with ample funds.

After all, in the script, his Beautiful Sect Master only covered his alchemy expenses. He had to be self-sufficient for everything else.

Later, it would be this very pill that would trigger a conversation, revealing her past and softening his heart, leading him to formally acknowledge her as his older sister.

“I… well, Fatty Nian has been taking good care of me, so I wanted to contribute something special to his auction. This Supreme Grade Small Origin Pill is perfect. I’ll keep the other one as a memento.”

“Mmm, it’s good that you’re learning about social etiquette… Go ahead.”

He bid farewell to his Beautiful Sect Master and activated his Star Shifting Fire Seal, vanishing from the chamber.

“An auction, huh…? Then that girl should be appearing soon.”

Chen Xi smiled, her eyes filled with anticipation.

There weren’t many women she approved of. Her beloved disciple’s older sister was one of them.

She might appear seductive and alluring, but she was actually quite conservative.

She might seem like a flamboyant and useless beauty, but she was actually sharp-witted, capable, and the perfect supportive partner.

She was the first to recognize Yan Zhen’s potential and invest in him, providing him with invaluable assistance. Later, she would act as his “older sister,” helping him manage his affairs, even orchestrating his wedding, handling everything with efficiency and grace.

She was also respectful and caring towards Chen Xi and the other elders, more like the head wife of a household than a simple “sworn sister.”

She did harbor feelings for Yan Zhen, but like Chen Xi, she feared her love would be unrequited, potentially jeopardizing their bond. Therefore, she kept her feelings hidden.

“Perhaps this time, I can try to… nudge them together…”

After all, having such a capable “younger sister” would be beneficial.

…

Unaware of his Beautiful Sect Master’s intentions, Yan Zhen, following the script, donned a simple disguise and arrived at the Gold and Jade Chamber of Commerce. A servant escorted him to his usual VIP room, where he waited for Fatty Nian.

Settling into the plush armchair, he opened the system interface, reviewing this crucial plot point.

At this time, Fatty Nian should be reporting to the beautiful, wealthy, and kind older sister. Upon learning of his arrival, he would casually mention that the young Mystic Refiner capable of producing Small Origin Pills was also the top-ranked student at the Mystic Academy, highlighting his potential and suggesting a deeper connection.

She, however, was a woman of high status, pursued by countless talented and handsome young men. She wouldn’t be interested in some small-town prodigy.

Only after he entrusted Nian Lun with the Supreme Grade Small Origin Pill for auction would she show a flicker of interest, deciding to meet him.

Then, just before the auction, she would experience an episode of her… *condition*.

Her condition was unique. Only Detoxification Pills could alleviate her symptoms, and they had to be Supreme Grade. Consuming lower-grade pills would only worsen her condition.

This would lead them to Yan Zhen, who had just demonstrated his ability to refine Supreme Grade Small Origin Pills. They would ask him to try refining a Supreme Grade Detoxification Pill.

With his Beautiful Sect Master’s assistance, he would eventually succeed after several failed attempts, providing her with much-needed relief.

He would also learn the details of her condition from his Beautiful Sect Master:

She lacked natural talent for cultivation, but to maintain her position of power, she needed a certain level of strength. Therefore, she had forced herself to consume pills that accelerated her cultivation.

However, those powerful pills had side effects. Not only had her cultivation stagnated, but the excess medicinal energy had accumulated within her body, blocking her meridians and damaging her health. Each episode brought excruciating pain.

Only Detoxification Pills could alleviate the pain.

But even High-Grade 9 Detoxification Pills contained a small amount of impurities. Ordinary cultivators could expel them as turbid energy, but she couldn’t.

Therefore, she could only consume Supreme Grade Detoxification Pills, which were completely pure!

Detoxification Pills only treated the symptoms, not the root cause. There was a method for a complete cure: dual cultivation with a Mystic Refiner who possessed an Extreme Flame. Using her as a cauldron, they could gather the accumulated medicinal energy within her body and refine it into a new pill.

This would not only cure her condition but also benefit both parties.

However, she possessed a natural “cauldron physique.” During dual cultivation, if she didn’t maintain control, she could easily be dominated and enslaved.

As the Head Shopkeeper of the Gold and Jade Chamber of Commerce, a target for countless greedy individuals, she couldn’t afford to expose her weakness, let alone gamble on someone’s character.

Therefore, she had decided not to resort to this method unless absolutely necessary.

To gain her favor and establish a connection with the Gold and Jade Chamber of Commerce, Yan Zhen would offer to cure her using his Extreme Flame. He would assure her that dual cultivation wasn’t necessary, though it would take longer and require many precious ingredients. He would even confess his… *desire* for the medicinal energy within her body as his motivation for helping her.

She would be overjoyed, promising him unlimited funds and resources as long as he could cure her without dual cultivation.

He would then accompany her to the Gold and Jade Chamber of Commerce’s headquarters in the neighboring kingdom, treating her for an entire month.

His rapid breakthrough to the Mystic Scholar realm would be fueled by the medicinal energy he absorbed from her during the treatment process.

…

Yan Zhen carefully reviewed the detailed information displayed on the system interface, memorizing every crucial detail, ensuring he wouldn’t miss a beat.

He closed the interface, his confidence soaring.

— *Bring it on, my beautiful, wealthy, and kind older sister! Let the show begin!*

*Click.*

The door to the VIP room opened, and Fatty Nian entered. Yan Zhen was about to greet him when he stopped at the doorway, his fleshy hand gesturing for someone to enter, his expression incredibly deferential.

“This way, Head Shopkeeper. Young Master Yan Zhen is waiting inside.”

“Mmm, wait outside.”

A seductive voice, husky and alluring, sent shivers down his spine. Then, a long, slender leg, clad in black lace stockings and a high heel, appeared in his field of vision.

 

 

Chapter 114: The Arrival of the Rich, Beautiful, and Amazing Big Sister

Instructor Yu Xuan was still angry, so she decided to subject him to a public execution.

He finished the entire pot of tonic soup with a grimace, dutifully chewing and swallowing every last herb and piece of meat under her watchful eye.

He had to admit, he felt warm and energized afterwards.

After two consecutive days of one-on-two action, a little replenishment was definitely necessary. After all, he hadn’t strengthened his “weapon” yet. Once he advanced to Mystic Warrior and refined the second type of Heavenly Extreme Flame, the *Evil Spirit Dragon Breath Fire*, he would gain a trace of Evil Dragon power, and handling three or even four girls at once would be a breeze.

Of course, true strength came from a combination of body refinement and dual cultivation. That way, there would be no depletion, only mutual benefit.

Yan Meng’er and Yan Ruyu were too embarrassed to speak, their heads bowed as they ate their cold noodles. Occasionally, they would glance across the table, only to meet Mi Xue’er’s knowing gaze, as if she were asking:

*Just how many times did you two drain him?*

Xiao Xinyan muttered something about “hussies.”

After breakfast, it was time for classes, but Yan Meng’er and Yan Ruyu spoke up in unison.

“We have something to tell everyone.”

Instructor Yu Xuan nodded. “Go ahead.”

The sisters spoke one after the other.

“We’ve decided to move out. We don’t want to disturb everyone.”

“Including Cousin Yan Zhen~”

The gentle smile vanished from Instructor Yu Xuan’s face. “No.”

“Of course not!” Mi Xue’er exclaimed. “What’s the point of staying here without you two?”

Not only would she lose her crush, but her best friend would be gone too! She would be the biggest loser!

She had failed in her previous life, but at least her friendship with Yan Ruyu had grown stronger. In this life, she had accepted that she might not win Yan Zhen’s heart. But losing her best friend too? That was simply unacceptable!

“But… we’re disturbing your sleep.”

“Especially at night.”

Xiao Xinyan slammed her hand on the table. “That’s because you two are always… *carrying on* every night!”

“Exactly!” Mi Xue’er agreed for once. “Are you two that insatiable? What if you wear him out? He’s a promising student! Instructor Yu Xuan won’t allow this, right, Instructor?”

Instructor Yu Xuan cleared her throat. “I don’t forbid you from pursuing relationships. You’re all adults. However, intimacy should be enjoyed in moderation. Excessive indulgence will only hinder your cultivation and harm your health… Especially you, Yan Zhen. Handling two girls at once takes a toll. Even with my daily tonics, it’s difficult to fully replenish your… *essence*.”

— *Actually, it’s three girls. I need my share too. So yes, it’s definitely impossible to replenish.*

“We’re not… *that bad*…” Yan Meng’er protested weakly. She was always the first to crumble, surrendering to his every whim. She wasn’t demanding anything. “It’s Cousin Ruyu who keeps clinging to him.”

The other three girls turned to Yan Ruyu.

Her face turned beet red. She wanted to deny it, but she couldn’t find her voice. She could only lower her head in shame.

— *She’s not denying it!*

*Wow, I never would have guessed. The usually prim and proper Cousin Ruyu is the insatiable one. And let’s not forget, she’s also the loudest, keeping us all awake at night.*

Yan Zhen remained silent.

He had just finished a pot of vitality tonic, and now they were discussing this topic. He needed to focus all his energy on keeping his “dragon” subdued.

*This is so awkward! We were talking about moving out, so why did the conversation take such a weird turn?*

“In conclusion, there’s no need for you to move out. Just control yourselves. You don’t need to sneak into his room every night!” Mi Xue’er declared.

“But Xue’er…” Yan Ruyu looked at her apologetically. “Wouldn’t it… be painful for you to watch?”

“Why would it be painful?” Mi Xue’er shrugged. “You’re my best friend, and Meng’er is like my little sister. Seeing you happy makes me happy.”

“Xue’er…”

Yan Ruyu was touched. *She’s right! We should all be happy together!*

But she couldn’t bring herself to say, “Why don’t you join us?” She hadn’t even discussed it with Yan Zhen yet.

“But I won’t give up,” Mi Xue’er said resolutely. “As long as you’re not married, I’ll keep pursuing him! I’ll make him fall for me!”

Yan Meng’er giggled. “Then you better work hard, Senior Sister Xue’er! I’m waiting for you to call me ‘Big Sister Meng’er’~”

Mi Xue’er crossed her arms, rolling her eyes. “As if! You’ll always be ‘Little Sister Meng’er’ to me!”

“Hmph! If you call me ‘Big Sister,’ I’ll put in a good word for you with Cousin Yan Zhen~”

“I… I don’t need your help! I have Ruyu! She’s much more… *persuasive* than you.”

— *Sigh. In my previous life, Ruyu was so stubborn and prideful. How did she become so… *uninhibited* in this life? And she’s even better at it than Meng’er!*

Yan Zhen massaged his temples, his head pounding. Instructor Yu Xuan was giving him a warning look, as if to say, *Don’t even think about touching Mi Xue’er*.

*As if I would!* he thought desperately. *All I want is to cultivate, learn new skills, reach eight-star Mystic Adept, get first place in the next monthly assessment, and then maybe go out and slap some faces. That’s it!*

— *Romance is not on the agenda!*

“Alright, that’s enough about moving out. Don’t bring it up again.” Instructor Yu Xuan’s expression softened. “Now, off to class, everyone. After the monthly assessment, we’ll all go on a trip, both in and outside the city.”

Yan Meng’er and Mi Xue’er cheered, while Yan Ruyu and Xiao Xinyan smiled. Instructor Yu Xuan turned to Yan Zhen, her eyes filled with anticipation.

…

In the following days, he continued his movement training with Instructor Yu Xuan, his speed steadily increasing.

He also received several challenges, but none of them posed a real threat to his position as the number one student. Instead, they became stepping stones for him to practice his movement techniques and further solidify his protagonist persona. His persona completion rate climbed back above 90%.

The fourth monthly assessment arrived. Yan Meng’er, now a four-star Mystic Adept, secured first place in the beginner class and advanced to the intermediate class. Yan Ruyu and Mi Xue’er, both seven-star Mystic Adepts, tied for first place in the intermediate class and advanced to the advanced class. Xiao Xinyan, under Instructor Yu Xuan’s guidance, had also made significant progress, achieving a high ranking in the assessment.

As for Yan Zhen, he was still the undisputed champion. Xiao Mie, having just advanced to Mystic Warrior, was still eligible to participate in this assessment, but he wouldn’t be allowed to compete in the next one.

Without Xiao Mie, no one could challenge him. Neither Yu Yue, ranked second, nor Lan Ke, ranked third, were a match for him.

Currently, there were only three Mystic Warriors in the entire academy who could fight him on equal footing:

Xiao Mie, from Silver Moon City’s most powerful family.

Prince Ming Kong, from the royal capital.

Ye Si, who hailed from the slums of “Outer Capital City,” the second largest city in the Garuda Kingdom.

Judging by her name, Ye Si sounded like a girl. However, she was incredibly stout, with a physique so formidable that she could crush a pig flat. Coupled with her dark skin, she had earned the nickname “Black Pig Girl.”

She was a personal disciple of the Headmaster.

Mystic Warrior students weren’t required to stay at the academy. They only needed to return before the Sacred Ground Academy’s airship arrived. So, they had either returned home or were cultivating in seclusion.

Apart from Xiao Mie, Yan Zhen had never met the other two Mystic Warriors.

…

After the monthly assessment, as promised, they embarked on their trip. Instructor Yu Xuan led the way, calling it “extracurricular learning,” so they didn’t even need to request leave.

They spent the day exploring the city’s scenic spots and decided to spend the night on a rented pleasure boat on the river outside the city instead of returning home.

The boat, powered by Mystic Power, would take them on a tour around Silver Moon City, a journey that would last the entire night.

They enjoyed a sumptuous feast under the moonlight, admiring the city lights, and indulging in fine wine. When they were full and satisfied, they lay down on the deck and rested.

…

Yan Zhen woke up in the middle of the night to the sensation of something wet and slippery licking his face and neck.

He opened his eyes to see Yan Meng’er and Yan Ruyu, their eyes filled with desire, draped over him like two playful puppies, their lips and tongues eagerly exploring his skin.

He tried to resist, but their combined assault, their soft curves pressing against him, was too much to bear. He surrendered, losing himself in the night, their passionate embrace witnessed by the moon and the distant city lights.

He couldn’t even remember how many times they had made love. It was a blur of tangled limbs and breathless whispers, ending with the three of them collapsing in exhaustion.

When they woke up the next morning, their clothes were still in disarray. Instructor Yu Xuan, who had endured a long and frustrating night, was not pleased. Upon returning to the academy, she subjected Yan Zhen to a grueling training session.

She had even raised her cultivation to three-star Mystic Warrior, so even after he advanced to eight-star Mystic Adept, he was still no match for her. His movement training continued, though it was reduced to three times a week.

He was relieved. He still needed to learn pill refining from his Beautiful Sect Master and improve his skills until he could create a Perfect Grade Minor Origin Pill. Only then would he be able to attract the attention of the wealthy, beautiful, and amazing big sister at the auction.

According to the script, she would only seek his help, a mere Tier 1 Pill Master, after trying everything else and hearing Fatty Nian’s recommendation. This would also be the catalyst for his advancement to Mystic Warrior.

The entire plot hinged on the Perfect Grade Minor Origin Pill!

…

A few days before the fifth monthly assessment, Yu Yue, ranked second, also advanced to Mystic Warrior. The very next day, he challenged Yan Zhen.

To his shock, he was utterly defeated by the eight-star Mystic Adept, who effortlessly evaded his attacks with his newfound movement technique, the *Shadowstep*.

He finally understood why even after advancing to Mystic Warrior during their fight, Xiao Mie had still lost to Yan Zhen, who was only a seven-star Mystic Adept at the time. This guy was a monster!

As an eight-star Mystic Adept, his Mystic Power was actually stronger than his own, a one-star Mystic Warrior!

Yu Yue, too proud to suffer further humiliation, conceded defeat. From that day forward, he avoided Yan Zhen, unwilling to be reminded of his loss.

Witnessing Yu Yue’s defeat, Lan Ke, who also advanced to Mystic Warrior soon after, wisely chose not to challenge Yan Zhen.

However, Lan Ke still harbored resentment towards him. Seeing Yan Ruyu transformed from a girl into a woman only intensified his hatred, turning it into a venomous obsession.

During their trip outside the city, Lan Ke had even attempted to use his connections with the City Lord’s Mansion to assassinate Yan Zhen. Fortunately, the City Lord had intervened.

Upon learning about Instructor Yu Xuan’s mysterious background from the City Lord, Lan Ke, instead of backing down, became even more fixated on revenge. He refused to listen to his father’s pleas for reason.

Even without the script, Yan Zhen knew Lan Ke wouldn’t let this go.

The arrogant Xiao Mie, the prideful Yu Yue, and the petty Lan Ke.

Of the three “villains” who opposed him in the academy, Lan Ke was the most despicable, a true villain. And he would be the first person Yan Zhen killed!

His death would come after the auction.

…

As the day of the auction approached, Yan Zhen grew increasingly anxious. He still hadn’t managed to create a Perfect Grade Minor Origin Pill. The highest quality he had achieved was High Grade Rank 9.

Perfect Grade pills were a matter of chance and intuition. Even a Saint Tier Mystic Refiner like Chen Xi wouldn’t guarantee a Perfect Grade pill with every batch. In the script, Yan Zhen had suddenly experienced an epiphany, instinctively executing a series of pill refining hand seals, and voila, a Perfect Grade Minor Origin Pill was born.

Perhaps he was trying too hard, which was why he couldn’t achieve perfection.

Once he realized this, he felt a sense of relief.

If he really couldn’t do it, he could always ask his Beautiful Sect Master for help. He just hoped it wouldn’t affect the plot too much.

He sold all the Minor Origin Pills he had refined to the Gold Jade Merchant Guild, which then sold them to others.

The unique properties of the Minor Origin Pill gradually earned him a reputation in Silver Moon City.

A mysterious Pill Master, capable of refining the rare Minor Origin Pill, which was usually only circulated among powerful organizations… Rumor had it that he was quite young and was always personally received by Branch Master Nian Lun. He must have quite the background.

As his fame grew, various factions within the city tried to uncover his identity, some even expressing a desire to befriend him. However, Nian Lun remained tight-lipped, and Yan Zhen always wore a disguise when visiting the guild, so his identity remained a secret.

Only the five women in the house knew about his secret identity.

Although Yan Ruyu and Xiao Xinyan hadn’t regained their memories from their previous lives, they had both consumed the Minor Origin Pills he had given them. These pills were not available in Silver Moon City before. After comparing them to the ones they had purchased, it wasn’t difficult to deduce the truth.

Yan Zhen, oblivious to their suspicions, had even “confessed” that the mysterious Pill Master was his pill refining master, claiming he had an unlimited supply of Minor Origin Pills.

Using this excuse, he regularly gifted the four girls with bottles of Minor Origin Pills, which they consumed like candy. Their cultivation progressed rapidly, advancing once again within a month.

Only Instructor Yu Xuan didn’t benefit much from the Minor Origin Pills. She wasn’t interested in beauty-enhancing Tier 1 pills either. In the end, he had no choice but to offer her his… *personal essence*.

Perhaps it was due to her Water attribute cultivation technique, or her affinity for all things “water,” but she seemed to have developed a particular fondness for it. She liked to… *taste* him before marking him, and her kisses were always filled with a desperate hunger.

However, for the sake of his cultivation and his well-being, Yan Meng’er and Yan Ruyu had eased up on their demands, so he still had enough “energy” for Instructor Yu Xuan.

However, to maintain his protagonist persona, he had to constantly restrain himself, resisting the urge to ravish the alluring instructor.

And finally, amidst the pain and pleasure, he did it. He refined two Perfect Grade Minor Origin Pills. It wasn’t much, but it was enough. After all, their medicinal effects weren’t that much greater than the High Grade pills. They were more of a collector’s item, a luxury for wealthy Pill Masters.

The Gold Jade Merchant Guild’s grand auction was in two days. And tomorrow, the wealthy, beautiful, and amazing big sister would arrive in Silver Moon City. He needed to prepare, to “accidentally” make her acquaintance.

Chapter 113: Yan Zhen’s Social Suicide

Yan Zhen had gotten a little carried away after the System’s praise the previous night. He had completely succumbed to his cousins’ allure, indulging in their combined ministrations, even ignoring the System’s warning and brushing it off with a flippant remark.

The next morning, he opened his eyes to a screen filled with red system warnings, nearly making him jump out of his skin.

[*Ding! Severe System Warning: Due to excessive indulgence, Host’s persona has deviated significantly from the script and is in a critical state.*]

[*Please rectify your behavior immediately and maintain the appropriate persona.*]

[*Current Protagonist Persona: Ruthless yet righteous, abstinent yet passionate, deeply driven by the pursuit of strength.*]

[*Host’s Current Persona: Compassionate and righteous, easily swayed by desire, somewhat driven by the pursuit of strength, primarily focused on completing tasks.*]

[*Persona Completion Rate: 69%*]

— *Holy crap! I woke up to a near-apocalypse! This is terrifying!*

His face turned pale.

[*Ding! Friendly System Reminder: Host can improve persona completion rate by acting cool and slapping faces, cultivating, and leveling up. Aim for above 90% completion.*]

— *Understood, System. I’ll get right on it.*

[*Please do your best, Host! Strive to complete all key plot points, become the strongest in the world, shoulder the fate of this world, and save all living beings! Mwah~*]

The System’s “mwah” had leveled up. It must be somewhat satisfied with his recent performance. The warning was probably just because last night had been a bit… *excessive*.

He glanced at Yan Meng’er and Yan Ruyu, sleeping peacefully beside him. They were both naked, their alluring curves barely concealed by the thin blanket. Their bare shoulders and collarbones were exquisite.

His arms were trapped between their soft, warm bodies, nestled against their ample chests. He could feel their heartbeats, their gentle breaths.

His lower body felt a pleasant pressure. Each of them had a leg draped over his, their six feet peeking out from under the blanket.

They had divided him perfectly between them, leaving him completely immobilized.

— *So this is what it’s like to wake up with two people.*

The Snow Wind Pearl was activated, filling the room with cool air, but it was still summer, and their combined body heat was making him sweat.

And despite everything, he felt… *ready for more*.

He had been forced to activate his sage mode once yesterday afternoon by Instructor Yu Xuan, and then another four times last night. Logically, he should be completely drained. But somehow, he had recovered after a single night’s sleep.

Could this be a hidden protagonist perk? His recovery rate had always been impressive.

However, at this moment, this perk was more of a curse. He couldn’t afford to lose himself in the pleasures of the flesh again.

Faint light filtered through the window. Dawn had arrived.

He carefully extracted himself from their embrace, gently moving their legs aside. He was as quiet as possible, but he still woke them up.

They stirred, their eyes fluttering open, their gazes hazy with sleep.

“Good morning, Cousin~” Yan Meng’er mumbled, rubbing her eyes.

He couldn’t help but smile. She looked adorable. “Good morning, Meng’er.”

He turned to the other side. “Good morning, Cousin Ruyu.”

Yan Ruyu buried her face in the pillow, her cheeks flushed crimson. “Morning,” she mumbled.

*She was so enthusiastic last night, and now she’s shy?*

He wanted to tease her, but he knew she was easily embarrassed. He decided to let it go.

“Time to get up, you two.”

She shook her head, her voice barely audible. “You go ahead. I’m going to sleep a little longer.”

“Me too~” Yan Meng’er rolled over onto her back, her eyelids fluttering closed.

She wasn’t usually one to laze in bed, but she had pushed herself hard last night to please him.

“Lazybones.”

He shook his head, using his *Qi Vortex Technique* to gather their scattered clothes. He picked out his boxers, slipped them on, and climbed out of bed. He changed into his academy uniform, went to the bathroom, and then headed outside.

Through the kitchen window, he saw Instructor Yu Xuan preparing breakfast. Water Mystic Power flowed around her, efficiently processing the ingredients.

Cooking was both a hobby and a form of cultivation for her.

It was actually quite similar to pill refining. Despite not having awakened her spirit energy, her years of culinary experience had honed her Mystic Power control to an exceptional level.

She could precisely manipulate her Mystic Power, condensing it into various forms, from powerful blasts to intricate patterns, adapting to any situation.

*Breakfast won’t be ready for a while.*

He jumped onto the roof and sat down, beginning his morning meditation.

For cultivators, the world’s energy was most active at dawn. Meditating at this time yielded the best results.

…

When he returned to the dining hall, he noticed the seating arrangement had changed again.

Yan Meng’er and Yan Ruyu were now seated on either side of him, leaving Mi Xue’er sitting alone across from them.

The atmosphere was strange, and his arrival only made it stranger.

“Good morning, Senior Sister Xue’er, Senior Sister Xinyan.”

They both stared at him, their expressions unreadable. *We are *not* having a good morning.*

“You’re up early, Junior Brother Yan Zhen. We thought you’d be in bed until noon,” Xiao Xinyan said pointedly.

“Lost in the throes of passion,” Mi Xue’er added.

He blushed. “Haha… yeah…” He sat down, avoiding their gazes.

Yan Meng’er immediately clung to him, whispering in his ear.

Mi Xue’er and Xiao Xinyan’s expressions darkened.

Thankfully, Instructor Yu Xuan arrived just then, carrying their breakfast. She placed a bowl of cold noodles in front of each of them, except for Yan Zhen.

He blinked. “Instructor, what about mine?”

She returned to the kitchen and came back with a clay pot. “I didn’t make you breakfast today. You’ll be having soup. Finish it all.”

She lifted the lid, releasing a fragrant aroma of herbs and meat.

Mi Xue’er suddenly lost her appetite for cold noodles. “Instructor, what kind of soup is that? I want some too.”

“It seems to have a lot of nourishing ingredients,” Xiao Xinyan added curiously. “Why is Yan Zhen having this?”

Instructor Yu Xuan smirked. “It’s a tonic for… *male vitality*.”

*A… a vitality tonic?*

The four girls instantly understood her meaning, their cheeks flushing. Yan Meng’er and Yan Ruyu were especially embarrassed.

As for Yan Zhen… he wanted to disappear. He wished he could dig a hole in the ground, crawl inside, and hang a sign that read:

*Socially deceased. Do not disturb.*

Chapter 112: Free From Worldly Desires

After changing into his pajamas, Yan Zhen activated his Star Shifting Fire Seal and visited his Beautiful Sect Master, hoping she would massage his legs.

Come to think of it, he had never massaged her shoulders or legs. It was always her taking care of him, massaging his head and legs. Although it was always for healing purposes, he still felt a pang of guilt.

After all, she was his master, and he was her disciple. He should be the one serving her, not the other way around.

And the “serving tea and water” part that was supposed to be in the script? She had never asked him to do that. She only asked him to help her bathe and dress, but even then, he hadn’t actually done anything. Instead, she had taught him a new dual cultivation technique.

He really needed to find a way to repay her kindness.

The script mentioned her favorite snacks and wines, though only by name, without any recipes. He should be able to find the necessary information and recreate them.

“I’ll return to my room now, Master. Goodnight.”

…

Shortly after he left the Fire Refining Starry Sky, Yan Meng’er and Yan Ruyu arrived with his dinner, just like last night.

Yan Meng’er seemed unchanged, her youthful face adorned with a sweet smile, her eyes sparkling with mischief. However, there was a subtle shift in her aura, a hint of newfound maturity, a touch of… *womanly charm*.

Yan Ruyu, on the other hand, had changed significantly. She usually stared at him with a sharp, challenging gaze, but now, her eyes were downcast, her cheeks flushed, a lingering trace of seduction in her expression. She seemed more mature, more… *womanly*.

He felt awkward.

He was used to being close to Yan Meng’er. A little more intimacy wouldn’t be a problem. But Yan Ruyu… they were supposed to be rivals, constantly bickering. And now they had… *done things*.

How was he supposed to act around her now? Could he still tease her about her ample bottom? It didn’t seem appropriate, especially after he had spent so much time… *fondling* it last night. He wondered if the marks he had left had faded.

“Cousin, we didn’t cook tonight. We just made some flatbreads. Try them.”

“Okay.”

As he sat down, they took the seats beside him, one on each side.

They were both wearing matching pajamas, but in different colors.

Yan Meng’er’s was pink, while Yan Ruyu’s was magenta. They flanked him like two beautiful flowers.

He felt a strange nervousness. They were his childhood friends, his cousins, but their mere presence was making his heart race.

— *Calm down!*

He reached for a flatbread, but Yan Meng’er was faster. She carefully tore it in half, revealing the savory filling. The aroma was mouthwatering.

“These are five-spice beef filling. Five of them. There are four other fillings, five of each. Twenty-five in total. Here, Cousin, open wide~”

“I can feed myself.” He was speechless. “My legs might be weak, but my arms are fine.”

— *Though my legs aren’t actually weak anymore.*

“That’s not the point! I want to feed you, Cousin~”

“I don’t want to be fed. It makes me feel useless.”

He maintained a neutral expression, taking a flatbread and biting into it.

It was delicious. Her baking skills were truly unmatched.

“Mmm… Then can you feed me, Cousin?” She changed tactics smoothly. “I want you to feed me~”

He held out the half-eaten flatbread.

“Here you go.”

“Nom.”

She took a bite, her lips leaving a smaller mark on the already bitten edge.

He didn’t mind, taking another bite himself, finishing the flatbread.

She felt a surge of joy, sensing his affection. His actions confirmed her suspicions: last night’s efforts had worked! He had accepted her!

— *Yay! Victory for Meng’er! Now it’s Cousin Ruyu’s turn.*

They had agreed beforehand that whatever Yan Meng’er did, Yan Ruyu had to follow. Whoever backed out was a dog.

“I want some too,” Yan Ruyu suddenly declared.

He frowned. *If you want some, just take it.*

He picked up another flatbread and offered it to her. “Here.”

She hesitated, then blurted out, “I… I want you to feed me!”

*What?* He stared at her in disbelief. *She’s playing this game too? Did Meng’er corrupt her?*

Well, they had already… *done things*. He supposed feeding her wouldn’t be a big deal.

He held out the flatbread, but she shook her head, adding softly, “From the part you already bit.”

*What kind of ridiculous request is that? Has she been possessed?*

“Cousin Ruyu, are you feeling alright?”

“Hurry up!” she snapped. “I don’t want to be a dog.”

He was baffled. Seeing her determined expression, as if she would bite him if he refused, he quickly took a bite and offered her the flatbread.

She completed her “mission,” her face burning crimson.

Yan Meng’er giggled, pleased. *Finally, Cousin Ruyu is no longer a clueless block of wood! Our future is looking bright!*

…

After finishing their flatbreads, they moved to his bed, ready to massage his legs, just like last night.

Yan Meng’er was about to ask him to take off his pants when he swiftly rolled up his specially tailored bell-bottoms, revealing his toned thighs.

*Slap, slap.* He patted his thighs. “Let’s get started.”

Seeing that subtlety wasn’t working, she decided to be direct. After massaging his legs, she leaned against him, her voice a soft whine. “I made you flatbreads, Cousin, and I massaged your legs. Now I want a kiss. Can I?”

“Sure.”

He readily agreed, planting a quick kiss on her cheek. “There.”

She blinked, then pouted. “That’s not fair! I want *this* kind of kiss!”

She leaned in, capturing his lips in a deep kiss.

Yan Ruyu, seeing this, hesitantly leaned against his chest, her arms wrapping around his waist.

As they parted, she quickly cupped his face, claiming his lips with a kiss of her own.

The two sweet kisses had transformed the atmosphere, the air thick with intimacy.

— *Isn’t this exactly what happened last night? A classic repeat.*

Thankfully, this was another world, and their blood ties were distant. If this were Earth… well, it wouldn’t be a problem either, would it?

He sat on the bed, his arms around them, feeling his body responding to their touch. He surrendered, allowing them to undress him, their tongues tracing his skin, their hands exploring his body.

As the curtains fell, another sleepless night began.

[*Ding! Friendly System Reminder: Please maintain your protagonist persona, Host. Do not become overly consumed by your desires.*]

Yan Zhen, sandwiched between the two girls, stared at the system notification, feeling the “sage energy” coursing through him, quadrupled in intensity. His voice was flat, devoid of emotion.

“You’re a little late with your reminder, System. Don’t I seem emotionless and abstinent enough right now?”

*Free from all worldly desires.*

 

Chapter 111: Instructor Yu Xuan Seems to Like Yan Zhen Too

In Yan Ruyu’s room, the cousins lay tangled together, their bodies still warm from their shared bath and… other activities. They didn’t wake until afternoon.

Yan Meng’er got up first, returning to her room to change into her loungewear. Then, she went to Yan Zhen’s room, stripping his bed, washing the sheets and blankets, hanging them up to dry, and replacing them with fresh linens. She then went to the kitchen and prepared two bowls of noodles with an assortment of toppings, carrying them to Yan Ruyu’s room.

“Cousin, wake up! Time for noodles!”

“…”

Yan Ruyu didn’t respond, her body curled beneath the thin blanket, a cocoon of shame.

The more enthusiastic she had been last night, the more mortified she felt now.

The memory of riding him, her hips swaying, the indecent words she had uttered… She couldn’t bear to face anyone.

He would definitely tease her, and she would die of embarrassment.

“Cousin, why are you still dwelling on it?” Yan Meng’er sighed. “He won’t make fun of you. You’re overthinking things.”

“He definitely will.”

“Come on! Think about how much he enjoyed it last night! He couldn’t keep his hands off your butt! Men love it when you’re usually so proper but then… you know… let loose in bed…”

“—Stop it!”

Yan Ruyu quickly cut her off, her face burning even brighter.

*Tsk.* Yan Meng’er walked over to the bed, grabbing the edge of the blanket and pulling. “Get up, Cousin! Or I’ll wash the nightgown you wore last night!”

“You wouldn’t dare!” She shot up, glaring at her cousin. “That’s a keepsake!”

It still held the evidence of her lost virginity.

“Heehee, just kidding! I wouldn’t ruin such a precious memento!” Yan Meng’er giggled. “Come on, Cousin, get washed up! The noodles are getting cold.”

Yan Ruyu reluctantly changed into her loungewear, washed her face, and joined her cousin for their late lunch.

“Meng’er, do you think… they know? Did you notice anything when you asked Instructor Yu Xuan for leave?” A new worry had taken root within her.

Yan Meng’er shrugged. “Of course they know! The walls aren’t that thick. And you were screaming so loudly, Cousin.”

“I was not!” she denied. “You were the one… moaning every time he… Hmph.”

Her words struck a nerve.

Honestly, she was disappointed in herself. She hadn’t expected to be so… *inexperienced*, not even half as good as Yan Ruyu. She hadn’t been able to satisfy him fully.

Was it because she loved him too much?

— *Should I ask Cousin Ruyu for advice?*

She quickly dismissed the thought.

— *That would be too embarrassing. And knowing her, she would never tell me.*

“Meng’er?”

“I… I was just a bit nervous! I’ll be better next time! I’ll be even better than you, Cousin!”

“Who’s competing with you?!”

“Hmph~”

“I’m just worried about facing them.” Yan Ruyu sighed. “Xiao Xinyan is one thing, but Xue’er also likes Yan Zhen. I wonder if she’s heartbroken. And Instructor Yu Xuan definitely doesn’t want any romantic entanglements in the house. Maybe we should move out?”

“Yeah, we should talk to him about it. He probably won’t object. It’s just that finding a house at this time of year will be difficult.”

“We can find one if we’re willing to pay a premium.” She paused, sighing. “I just feel bad for Xue’er.”

This was her first true friend, and now they were drifting apart because they loved the same man.

“Then let her join us! As long as she’s willing to be a concubine and call me ‘Big Sister Meng’er.’” She slurped her noodles, her cheeks puffed out.

Yan Ruyu rolled her eyes. “It’s not that simple. Don’t forget, he’s still engaged to Huangfu Wenqing. And it’s an uxorilocal marriage.”

“He’ll definitely defeat Huangfu Wenqing and break off the engagement! Don’t worry!”

“Don’t underestimate Huangfu Wenqing! The National Preceptor has taken her on as a disciple and is grooming her to be the heir to Cloud Heaven Palace! Her talent is comparable to Yan Zhen’s, and she has access to the best resources! If they fight, it’s not clear who would win.”

Yan Meng’er scoffed. *That Huangfu Wenqing? She’s no match for my cousin! Hmph~*

“Besides, Xue’er probably wouldn’t want to join us…”

“We won’t know until we ask. Maybe she’ll be happy to.”

“How are we supposed to ask her?”

“Just be direct. I’m sure she understands the situation.”

“Then… you ask her, Meng’er.”

“We’ll see.” She set down her chopsticks. “But Cousin… do you mind?”

“Mind what?”

“Letting Xue’er join us.”

Yan Ruyu shook her head. “For some reason, I feel like… this is how it’s supposed to be. We should all be happy together, including Xue’er.”

Her words sparked a pang of jealousy within Yan Meng’er. *Isn’t your cousin more important than your best friend?*

“Actually… there’s also Instructor Yu Xuan.” Yan Ruyu hesitated, then confessed, “I think… she might also like Yan Zhen.”

Yan Meng’er choked on her noodles.

“What?! Are you serious, Cousin?!”

“Uh… yes, I think so.” Her voice lacked conviction. “When Xue’er declared her intentions, I observed Instructor Yu Xuan. Her expression… it seemed like she also had feelings for him.”

“That’s… impossible! Even Instructor Yu Xuan…? It never happened in my previous life… Wait, maybe there were some subtle hints…”

“Previous life? What are you mumbling about, Meng’er?”

“I’m just… shocked! I can’t believe even the mature and composed Instructor Yu Xuan has fallen for him! He’s such a heartbreaker~” Her eyes gleamed mischievously. “If Instructor Yu Xuan also joins us…”

Yan Ruyu slapped her arm, cutting her off.

“—Don’t talk nonsense! You can’t disrespect your instructor!”

Yan Meng’er pouted, rubbing her arm.

“I was just kidding!”

“You’re asking for a beating.”

“But why would Instructor Yu Xuan like Cousin Yan Zhen? There’s almost a ten-year age gap! Does she have a thing for younger men?”

“How should I know?”

“Cousin, should we… try to sound her out?”

“Absolutely not! If we anger her, we’re in big trouble.”

“Ugh, you’re right.”

Instructor Yu Xuan’s usual gentleness made her anger all the more terrifying.

But Yan Meng’er couldn’t suppress her curiosity.

Instructor Yu Xuan was so good at hiding her feelings. She hadn’t revealed anything in Yan Meng’er’s previous life.

*Speaking of which, she’s currently training with Cousin Yan Zhen. They’re alone in that private training ground… Could they be… doing something?*

The thought made her even more curious. She wanted to sneak over and peek.

“Cousin, should we…?”

“Let’s not.” Yan Ruyu, clearly sharing her thoughts, shook her head. “It would be so awkward if she caught us.”

“Then we just have to make sure she doesn’t catch us!”

“Come on, it’s getting late. They’ll be back soon. There’s no point in going now. Let’s prepare dinner.”

“We’ll go tomorrow. I have a bad feeling about this.”

“Instructor Yu Xuan isn’t as… *unscrupulous* as you think. Even if she likes him, she wouldn’t do anything inappropriate.”

“You can’t be sure…”

…

As the two girls left to buy groceries, Instructor Yu Xuan returned to the house, supporting a limping Yan Zhen. They headed straight for the bathroom.

“You’re covered in sweat. Let’s get you cleaned up.”

He nodded, but she didn’t leave. She began to help him undress.

“I can do it myself, Instructor.”

He felt uncomfortable. His legs might be weak, but his arms were fine.

“Today’s punishment is for me to bathe you,” she said calmly, pulling up his shirt. “Raise your arms.”

“That’s not a punishment.” He chuckled, obediently raising his arms. “It’s a reward.”

“If you don’t like it, then it’s a punishment.”

“I don’t dislike it! I’m just worried they might walk in on us and ruin your reputation.”

“Don’t worry. We came back early. They’re still in class.”

“…Are you still angry, Instructor?”

“No, I’m not angry.”

By the time she finished speaking, he was down to his boxers. She didn’t give him a chance to protest, swiftly pulling them down. His “dragon” nearly slapped her in the face.

She dodged, blushing. “You were just… *serviced* three times last night! And you’re still so energetic? You… you little donkey!”

He wanted to crawl into a hole and die.

She giggled, but she didn’t tease him further. She wrapped a towel around his waist and turned him around.

The rustling sounds behind him sent his heart racing, his thoughts scattering.

Moments later, she had removed her own clothes, folding them neatly and placing them in the laundry basket. She gathered his clothes, wrapped a towel around herself, and tied her hair up. Then, she took his hand.

“Let’s go. Be careful.”

He didn’t know what to say, allowing her to guide him into the bathroom.

They stood together beneath the shower, the water washing away the summer heat.

After a quick rinse, they entered the bath. She had him sit on the edge of the tub while she knelt before him, her hands gently massaging his legs.

Strands of Water Mystic Power seeped into his muscles, easing the fatigue. It wasn’t as effective as his Beautiful Sect Master’s Starry Glass Fire, but it helped.

However, this type of sustained healing was tiring for the healer. She had already exhausted herself suppressing her cultivation and training with him. Massaging his legs would only drain her further.

He tried to refuse, but she was insistent.

“How do your legs heal so quickly?”

She had wondered about this in his previous life as well.

Even with her full effort, using her Water Mystic Power to massage his legs, she could only help him walk normally. He wouldn’t be able to continue training on those posts, let alone… *do things* with two girls that same night.

To recover overnight, he would need the assistance of at least a Tier 3 Mystic Refiner.

Could it be his master? But she wasn’t with him. And surely a Half-Saint wouldn’t bother with such minor injuries?

“I just have a good recovery rate,” he replied, unwilling to reveal his Beautiful Sect Master’s existence. “And I applied some medicinal lotion.”

“Fine, keep your secrets, you stingy little thing~”

She increased the pressure, making him wince.

Knowing they couldn’t linger in the bathroom, she finished her rough massage and released his legs. Then, she removed her towel and draped it over his head, blocking his vision.

“You promised me three rounds.”

“…”

She might claim she wasn’t angry, but he could sense her lingering resentment.

He reached out, his hand gently resting on her head, stroking her hair, a gesture of comfort and encouragement.

This was the first time he had done this. She seemed to enjoy it, her touch becoming gentler, more attentive.

Feeling her body pressed against his, he imagined a grand scene:

His “dragon,” enraged and crimson-faced, charging through a battlefield, its sword raised high.

The quiet bathroom was filled with the sounds of running water and soft moans, both of them lost in the moment.

Then, the sound of the front door opening shattered the silence.

“Cousin, are you in there?”

It was Yan Meng’er!

He opened his eyes, reaching for the towel, but Instructor Yu Xuan grabbed his arm.

Footsteps approached, more than one set. It was Yan Meng’er and Yan Ruyu!

They entered the changing room and knocked on the bathroom door.

“Cousin?”

He and Instructor Yu Xuan suddenly remembered. They had taken the day off. They weren’t at the academy.

He composed himself. “What is it, Meng’er? I’m taking a bath.”

“Cousin, you’re back early! Are your legs okay?”

“They’re… fine.”

“Just ‘fine’? That’s not good enough! The bathroom floor is slippery! If you can’t even stand properly, you might fall! Let me help you bathe!”

The door creaked open, and a small head peeked inside. Her eyes sparkled as she saw him, his upper body bare, his hands supporting him on the edge of the tub.

From her angle, his back looked incredibly sculpted, the muscles defined, his physique lean and toned.

*Drool.*

“Don’t come in, you little brat!” he exclaimed, feigning anger. “Get out! Or I’ll be mad! Mmm!”

“But I’m worried about you!”

“I can handle taking a bath myself! Ahem.”

“Fine. Then Cousin Ruyu and I will massage your legs tonight!”

“Get out! Get out! Get out!”

She stuck her tongue out at him and retreated, closing the door.

He breathed a sigh of relief, his body relaxing.

After a long silence, Instructor Yu Xuan spoke, her voice low and husky. “I’ll let you off easy this time. But next time, you won’t escape.”

He scratched his head, unsure how to respond.

She retrieved the towel, covering herself. “You go out first… Be careful. Don’t fall.”

“Okay.”

He emerged from the bathroom, wrapping a towel around his waist before returning to his room.

 

Chapter 110: Instructor Yu Xuan Is Furious

Yan Zhen dreamt again.

In his dream, he was a child, playing “horsey” with Yan Meng’er and Yan Ruyu.

He was the horse.

First, Yan Meng’er rode him.

She took pity on him, only riding him once.

Then, it was Yan Ruyu’s turn.

She seemed to enjoy it a little too much, refusing to get off his back, her legs clinging to his waist as she bounced up and down, urging him forward with shouts of “Giddy-up!”

She was older than him, and her bottom was… well-developed. He could barely breathe under her weight.

He got annoyed, bucking her off and declaring it was her turn to be the horse.

She didn’t want to be the horse, but they had agreed beforehand that after he had been the horse, they would take turns being the horse for him.

Reluctantly, she got on all fours, pretending to be a mare.

He climbed on her back, exacting his revenge, pulling her hair and spanking her bottom, urging her to crawl around the bed.

Yan Meng’er, seeing her cousin struggling, offered to take her place…

…

They gradually transformed into beautiful young women, and the scene shifted to the academy. Mi Xue’er and Xiao Xinyan enthusiastically joined their childish game.

Then, Instructor Yu Xuan burst into the room, catching him in the act. Furious, she summoned a water whip and lashed out.

*Crack!*

The whip struck his flesh, the sound sharp and clear.

He yelped, jolting awake.

“That scared me! Thank goodness it was just a dream.”

Well, not entirely a dream. He had done things far more… *intense* than playing horsey.

With the noises they had made last night, the other women in the house must have heard everything, right?

He felt a wave of dread. He didn’t care about being judged, but he was terrified of Instructor Yu Xuan’s wrath.

Because he couldn’t defeat her.

He glanced around, relieved to find they were both gone. They must have returned to their rooms.

It would have been awkward to wake up with them lying naked beside him.

…

After washing up, he braced himself and headed to the dining room. Yan Meng’er and Yan Ruyu were absent. Only Instructor Yu Xuan, Mi Xue’er, and Xiao Xinyan were present, their expressions grim.

*This is bad.* He was about to make a hasty retreat when Instructor Yu Xuan’s voice, cold and sharp, stopped him.

“Stop right there.”

He froze, turning to face them with a weak smile.

“Uh, good morning, ladies.”

Mi Xue’er crossed her arms, letting out a disgruntled huff.

She had taken that drug and practically thrown herself at him, only to be firmly rejected. He had even resorted to that humiliating method to purge the drug from her system. And now, just a few days later, he had slept with her cousin and best friend? He was bullying her!

Xiao Xinyan simply stared at him with a resentful gaze. He couldn’t decipher her thoughts.

Instructor Yu Xuan’s expression, however, was unreadable, sending a chill down his spine.

“Don’t just stand there. Come eat your breakfast.”

Her voice was still soft, but her tone was harsh, devoid of her usual warmth and kindness.

He shuffled over to his seat, his movements slow and hesitant. He picked up his spoon and began to eat his porridge.

“Are your legs feeling better, Yan Zhen?”

“Yes, they’re fine.”

“Then we’ll continue your training today.”

“As you wish, Instructor.”

She fell silent.

He kept his gaze lowered, focusing on his porridge. He carefully reached for a salted peanut.

Just as his chopsticks were about to grasp it, Mi Xue’er snatched it away.

She popped it into her mouth, chewing angrily, her brows furrowed, her eyes glaring at him, as if to say, “You’re not getting this.”

“…”

He didn’t argue, silently finishing his porridge and declaring he was full.

Instructor Yu Xuan also set down her chopsticks, wiping her mouth with a napkin. “Let’s go to the academy.”

She stood up and left the room.

He hesitated for a moment, then followed her.

They walked in silence, arriving at the private training grounds. As soon as the door closed behind them, she turned, pulling him into an embrace. She cupped his face in her hands and kissed him, her movements forceful, possessive.

He was stunned. She had never kissed him like this before. This was a first.

He was no match for her sudden intensity. He quickly surrendered, his arms wrapping around her waist as he returned her kiss.

They finally parted, both breathless, their faces flushed.

She stared at him, her eyes burning with a possessiveness that made him uneasy. He tried to explain. “Instructor, listen, last night was…”

“—They took advantage of you while you were injured, didn’t they?”

*Huh?*

“I knew it. That Meng’er… she’s always been a troublemaker. And now she’s corrupted Ruyu as well.” She frowned, contemplating how to punish Yan Meng’er. “I was careless. I didn’t expect them to go this far.”

“…”

— *I was careless too. I didn’t dodge in time. I thought they were just being clingy, but they actually meant it! I underestimated them. I was too naive.*

She narrowed her eyes. “How many times did they… *take* you last night?”

*Why is she asking that?*

He blushed, lowering his head. “Th-three times.”

*Three?* Her eyes narrowed further. “Who did it twice?”

He squirmed, his embarrassment intensifying. “Cousin Ruyu.”

“What?!”

She was surprised, but then, remembering Yan Ruyu’s full, round buttocks, it made sense.

She bit her lip, leaning closer to whisper in his ear. “I’m going to have three rounds with you after our training today.”

*What?!* He stared at her in shock. She added, “From now on, however many times they take you, I’ll have that many rounds with you. Not one less.”

*No way…* His face paled. The mere thought made his legs weak.

She huffed. “This is your punishment for provoking those girls! You deserve it!”

He felt a weight settle upon him, a burden he shouldn’t have to bear at his age. But her tone was firm, and his own guilt prevented him from arguing.

Seeing his miserable expression, she softened, her voice gentler. “I’ll make you nourishing soup every day. Make sure you finish it.”

*Will that even be enough?* he wondered. He still had his Beautiful Sect Master to deal with, and their occasional dual cultivation practice sessions.

“Alright, let’s begin our training. You’re falling behind on your cultivation goals, and you’re still distracted by other things! I’m about to reach the Two Star Mystic Scholar realm! Be prepared, Yan Zhen!”

And so, he endured a grueling day of training under her furious tutelage.

 

Chapter 109: Cousin Brings Cousin (Finale)

Yan Zhen maintained his composure.

It was just Yan Meng’er, after all. She was still wearing that “Subordination Collar.” As long as he didn’t consent, she couldn’t do anything to him.

Even though their blood ties were incredibly distant, he couldn’t bring himself to be too harsh with his mischievous, yet adorable cousin. He decided to try reasoning with her first.

He knew that sometimes, excessive kindness could be more hurtful than a clean break, but he couldn’t be heartless. It wasn’t in his nature.

He held her restless hand, gently turning his head away, her passionate kiss landing on his cheek instead of his lips.

“Stop it, Meng’er. Our relationship doesn’t need… *this* to be strong. We’re fine as we are.”

“No, it’s not enough! I’m greedy, Cousin! I want more from you!”

She clung to his waist, preventing him from escaping. Her other hand, poised to strike, remained still, her wrist captured in his grasp.

They had reached a delicate balance: as long as she didn’t touch him *there* or kiss him on the lips, he wouldn’t resist her affections.

This filled her with a secret delight. He still cared about her! He couldn’t even bring himself to speak harshly to her when rejecting her advances.

Normally, this would have been enough to satisfy her. But now, she wanted more.

“You need it too, Cousin, don’t you? Let me and Cousin Ruyu take care of you~”

“No, thank you. I don’t need anything!”

“You’re lying! Your little elephant is already standing at attention! Look at it! It’s so pitiful~”

“It’s not pitiful at all. If you like elephants so much, I’ll give you a few pairs of my boxers. They all have elephants on them.”

“I want the ones you’re wearing right now, Cousin~” she purred. “Take them off and give them to me~”

— *Holy shit!*

Her words nearly broke his defenses. His heart pounded in his chest.

As he froze, momentarily stunned, she seized the opportunity, her hand reaching for the waistband of his boxers, pulling the elastic down, releasing the beast.

Both she and Yan Ruyu gasped, their faces burning crimson as if they had heard a mighty elephant trumpet.

Mortified, he quickly released her hand and restored his “seal.”

This, however, gave her another opening. Her free hand cupped his face, her lips finally capturing his.

His eyes widened. He grabbed her wrist, struggling to break free, but her tongue slipped into his mouth, sending a jolt of electricity through him, his rational thought short-circuiting.

Her kiss wasn’t aggressive, but soft and hesitant, as if waiting for his response, his affection.

Just like her usual behavior, she was teasing him, showcasing her charm, seeking his attention, his love.

His heart softened. His free hand, no longer resisting, reached out to embrace her, returning her kiss with a gentle tenderness.

— *It’s not like it’s my first time. Maybe she’ll stop after this.*

They finally parted, both breathing heavily, their eyes locked. Hers were filled with love and longing, while his held a hint of indulgence.

“We’ve kissed. Is that enough now?”

“No, I want more, Cousin~”

“No, you don’t!”

He couldn’t take it anymore. He turned to Yan Ruyu, who was staring at them with wide eyes. “Cousin Ruyu, stop just watching! Do something about Meng’er!”

She glanced at her cousin, their eyes meeting. Yan Meng’er’s gaze clearly said, “Don’t just watch, Cousin! Join us!”

She bit her lip, torn. They had agreed beforehand that she would follow her cousin’s lead. If she backed out now, their friendship would be over.

She felt dizzy with shame, but if Yan Meng’er was going for it, she had to as well.

Closing her eyes, as if embracing her fate, she cupped his face in her hands and kissed him.

*Chu~*

“?!”

He stared at her in shock. *What is she doing?! I asked her to *stop* Meng’er, not copy her! And she just… kissed me?!*

Even though their blood ties were practically nonexistent, this was still taking advantage of him!

He tried to push her away, but his hand was captured by Yan Meng’er. He could only endure her kiss.

Her kiss was still clumsy and eager, like a child’s, but as she experienced the pleasure of their lips meeting, her movements slowed, savoring the sensation.

She resembled a little girl begging her father for a candied hawthorn, then taking tiny bites, reluctant to finish it.

They finally parted, both gasping for air.

He stared at her, his mind reeling. “Cousin, why are you copying Meng’er?! I asked you to *stop* her, not kiss me!”

Her face flushed crimson. “My parents told me to do this! I had no choice!”

“That’s ridiculous! Even if we didn’t do this, I would still take care of your family after I become Clan Leader.”

“But they don’t trust your words!” she retorted. “They need… proof. A real relationship is more secure.”

“Are you really willing to be a pawn? To marry someone you don’t love?” He was exasperated.

She had a ready excuse. “I don’t love anyone else anyway. If it makes my parents happy, then I’ll let you take advantage of me.”

He was speechless. *You’re young and beautiful! Why are you so cynical about love? You haven’t even experienced anything, and you’re already acting like you’ve seen it all, listening to songs about heartbreak and lost love.*

“Cousin, don’t just stare at Cousin Ruyu! Look at me too!”

Yan Meng’er turned his face towards her, her lips, as delicate as flower petals, meeting his once more.

Yan Ruyu, not to be outdone, wrapped her arms around him, kissing his neck.

Trapped between them, he finally resorted to his trump card.

“Meng’er, I command you to stop! Kiss Cousin Ruyu!”

She froze, the collar around her neck glowing, compelling her to obey his command.

“No!” she protested. “I want to kiss Cousin Yan Zhen!”

He smirked, his confidence returning. “You think you can disobey me while wearing that collar? Hurry up! Kiss Cousin Ruyu! Leave me alone!”

She remained stubbornly still. The collar glowed again, punishing her disobedience.

“Mmm~”

A soft moan escaped her lips, a seductive sound that stirred his “dragon” from its slumber.

*What’s going on?* He felt a sense of foreboding. Then, a wave of information flooded his mind, and he understood.

That measly Tier 3 Subordination Collar? Its commands could be disobeyed, as long as she endured the punishment.

And the punishment Yan Meng’er had set was…

Arousal.

Once activated, it wouldn’t stop until she found release… by serving him.

*What kind of messed-up setting is that?!*

Wait, it was *her* collar.

— *I’ve been tricked again!*

“Cousin~”

Her eyes, now filled with a seductive glint, met his, her gaze bolder, more possessive. She whispered, her voice husky with desire, “I love you, Cousin. So much. Let me… please you~”

She kissed him again, her movements forceful, determined, unlike her previous hesitant kisses.

His heart pounded in his chest. His hands, trapped between their bodies, were useless. He couldn’t escape unless he used his Mystic Power to injure them.

But he wouldn’t do that. He had one last weapon!

— *System! Come out! I need to use a Trump Card (First Rank) to send Meng’er and Cousin Ruyu back to their rooms! I need to escape!*

That’s right! He still had his invincible Trump Cards (First Rank)! With them, he could overcome any obstacle! All he had to do was smile and face the challenge!

*Ding!* The system interface appeared, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

The system would save him! Those two were just side characters! They couldn’t possibly reverse the plot! They were being naive!

Then, the system’s emotionless voice shattered his hopes.

[*Ding! Friendly System Reminder: As the Host is not currently in danger, Trump Cards cannot be used.*]

*What?* He froze.

— *System, don’t joke at a time like this!*

[*The system does not joke. Trump Cards are intended to ensure the Host’s safety. Please do not abuse them. It is wrong.*]

The interface vanished.

He stared blankly for a moment, then exploded.

— *What the fuck, System?! Get out here and explain yourself! What do you mean I can’t use them?! I’m facing a major crisis! My persona is crumbling! The plot is collapsing! If this isn’t a crisis, then what is?! System! Hello?!*

As he raged at the system, his cousin, lost in a haze of desire, took advantage of his distraction, undoing his “seal” once more, seizing control.

His other cousin, equally enthralled, showered his ears, neck, and collarbone with kisses.

Trapped between them, his resistance crumbled. He had been holding back for so long, and he was reaching his limit.

He had thought that after experiencing the “baptisms” of his Beautiful Sect Master and Instructor Yu Xuan, he could easily withstand his cousin’s little temptations. But he hadn’t anticipated Yan Ruyu joining in, her passion even more intense than Yan Meng’er’s.

As Yan Meng’er released his lips, Yan Ruyu immediately took her place, greedily claiming his mouth, kissing him until he was breathless.

*Damn it! If it weren’t for Cousin Ruyu, Meng’er would be no match for me!*

He stared at the bedframe above, his voice laced with a petulant defiance. “You have a secret crush on me, don’t you, Cousin Ruyu? Why else would you kiss me so passionately?”

Even lost in a haze of desire, she couldn’t resist refuting his accusation. “I’m not being passionate! I’m just… doing what I have to do!” Her tongue darted out, licking and sucking at his neck, her voice thick with lust.

“Then stop kissing me! My neck is covered in your saliva!”

“It’s not mine! It’s Meng’er’s!”

“…”

Yan Meng’er, ignoring her cousin’s attempt to shift the blame, straddled him, her body pressing against his.

She was naked beneath her dress, her soft, round buttocks resting on his thighs, their texture like jelly.

Yan Ruyu moved behind him, pulling him against her chest, her arms tightly wrapped around his waist, her lips nibbling on his earlobe.

Her shawl had vanished, leaving her clad only in her sleeveless dress, just like her cousin.

They had shifted from a two-sided assault to a front-and-back pincer attack.

His last shred of resistance shattered.

— *I’m tired… I’ll just indulge them this once… and then reset.*

He surrendered to their advances, his arms wrapping around Yan Meng’er, his head turning to kiss Yan Ruyu.

Her youthful face and ample bosom… Her soft, round buttocks… Their combined efforts, their unwavering passion… it was intoxicating.

…

The sun had risen by the time they finally calmed down.

The three of them lay side-by-side on the damp bed, covered by a thin blanket, their limbs entangled.

The girls, each clutching one of his arms, were fast asleep. He was the only one awake, his eyes staring blankly at the imaginary starry sky above.

Once with Yan Meng’er, twice with Yan Ruyu… three times in total. They had nearly drained him dry.

Yan Meng’er, usually so aggressive, was surprisingly… vulnerable. He had easily overwhelmed her. Yan Ruyu, on the other hand, usually so reserved, had been surprisingly demanding, wanting more, even attempting a third round.

*I actually did it… I was planning to treat them like sisters…*

Well, there was no point in dwelling on it. He had no choice but to reset.

The plot was a mess, and he had failed to maintain his persona.

— *System! Hello?! Stop playing dead and come out!*

[*How may I assist you, Host?*]

— *Reset.*

[*Ding! Friendly System Reminder: The Host’s performance has not exhibited any significant issues. A reset is not necessary.*]

He stared at the system interface with a deadpan expression.

— *Are you serious?*

[*Affirmative. As long as the Host successfully acts out the key plot points and maintains their persona outside of those points, there should be no major issues requiring a reset.*]

— *Wait, I just had a threesome with my cousins! And you’re saying that’s not a persona violation?!*

[*The Host endured the intense seduction of two beautiful women for a considerable amount of time, ultimately succumbing to their youthful instincts. This does not constitute a persona violation.*]

— *Huh…? Are you… praising me?*

[*The Host’s willpower is commendable. You are truly worthy of the protagonist role. The system approves. Heart emoji. Mua~*]

— *Wow, I’m amazing.*

He pondered this for a moment, then asked, “So what about the fact that I… *slept* with my cousins?”

[*The Host is free to improvise outside of key plot points, as long as it does not significantly affect the progression of future key plot points.*]

— *That again? So I have to figure it out myself. You can’t offer any guidance, can you?*

[*The Host is incredibly wise.*]

— *Fuck off!*

The system interface vanished, the voice in his mind falling silent. Only the girls’ steady breathing remained.

He was sandwiched between their soft, warm bodies, their limbs entangled with his. He felt his “dragon” stirring again.

— *This is ridiculous! Am I some kind of stud?*

He forced himself to calm down, closing his eyes.

Beside him, Yan Meng’er and Yan Ruyu simultaneously opened their eyes. As if sharing a single thought, they reached out, their hands clasping over his stomach.

“Cousin…”

“…What?”

“Heehee~”

“Go to sleep.”

“Mmm.”

They both kissed him gently on the cheek, then closed their eyes, drifting off to sleep, their dreams filled with happiness.

 

Chapter 108: Cousin Brings Cousin (Part 3)

Although his legs were already healed, the sensation of their cool, delicate hands kneading his muscles was incredibly pleasant.

One was his cousin, the other his older cousin. Though their blood ties were distant, and there were no taboos against marriage between cousins in their kingdom, he still saw them more as sisters than potential romantic partners.

The two beauties knelt beside him, diligently massaging his legs. He could see their beautiful faces, their soft hair, their revealing sleepwear… It was a luxurious experience, a feast for the eyes.

But he had to maintain his “emotionless and abstinent” persona.

Half of his enjoyment turned into torment.

Besides, Yan Meng’er’s intentions weren’t entirely pure. She might try to take advantage of the situation and make some… *moves* on him.

However, with Yan Ruyu present, he wasn’t too worried. She would definitely stop any inappropriate behavior.

Reassured, he closed his eyes, surrendering to their ministrations.

Their touch, sometimes firm, sometimes gentle, was surprisingly skillful.

“How’s my massage, Cousin?” Yan Meng’er asked.

“It’s good.”

“Is it better than Cousin Ruyu’s?”

“Mmm.”

“Heehee~ I practiced after reading a book, you see. Cousin Ruyu is still a beginner.”

“It’s just a leg massage! Anyone can do it!” Yan Ruyu huffed.

She secretly increased the pressure, expecting him to cry out in pain. However, he remained calm, his eyes still closed, his voice laced with a playful reprimand. “Cousin Ruyu, you just pinched me, didn’t you? That hurt.”

“I-I did not!” She blushed, her voice lacking conviction. “I just… accidentally used a bit too much force.”

“I’ll forgive you this time. But if you do it again, I’ll spank you.”

“…You wouldn’t dare!”

Her embarrassment amused him. He chuckled, their playful banter making Yan Meng’er feel a pang of jealousy.

He only ever teased Yan Ruyu like that. She wanted to experience being teased by him too!

…

After a while, they finished massaging his calves and moved on to his thighs.

They poured more “Macho Lotion” into their palms and began applying it to his thighs.

The moment they touched him, his legs twitched.

Unlike his calves, his thighs were more sensitive, rarely touched by others. And his body, in general, was easily aroused. Their four hands, moving back and forth across his thighs, spreading the lotion evenly, the combination of warmth and gentle pressure, triggered an immediate reaction.

His “dragon,” previously slumbering, stirred, its eyes slowly opening.

He was only wearing boxers, which did little to conceal his arousal. The girls noticed.

Yan Ruyu’s face flushed crimson. She quickly lowered her gaze, but she couldn’t resist sneaking glances, watching as it grew rapidly.

Yan Meng’er’s heart pounded in her chest, but she pretended not to notice, focusing on massaging his thighs.

A man’s thighs, she had to admit, were quite attractive.

The firm muscles, the tautness, the feel of his skin beneath her palms…

She tried to maintain her composure, not wanting to scare him, as she initiated her plan.

One hand gently stroked his thigh, while the other squeezed playfully.

He couldn’t take it anymore. Fighting back his arousal, he snapped, “Meng’er, are you even trying? If you’re tired, just stop.”

She whined, “You’re so mean, Cousin! My hands are tired from massaging your legs! Can’t I take a break?”

*Huh?* Had he misjudged her? He rolled his eyes.

“If you give me a kiss, Cousin, I’ll have plenty of energy!”

“No. Just rest if you’re tired. There’s tea on the table. Pour me a cup while you’re at it.”

“Ugh, you’re so mean, Cousin~”

— *This girl… she’s always thinking about inappropriate things! And it’s always directed at me! Is this really okay? Can’t she be more like her cousin and behave herself?*

As he thought this, he noticed Yan Ruyu sneaking glances at his… *bulging elephant*

— *I can’t believe it! You’re actually a closet pervert, Cousin Ruyu! You’re that curious? Then go buy a book! Why are you looking at me?!*

He quickly pressed his legs together, pulling his shirt down to conceal his “spring scenery.”

Silence fell.

Yan Ruyu, no longer peeking, diligently massaged his legs with her slender fingers. Yan Meng’er, however, resumed her antics.

Her hand moved higher, her touch bolder, her fingers trailing along his inner thigh, occasionally brushing against his most sensitive area, but never lingering, her actions carefully calculated.

Her teasing sent his temperature soaring, not with anger, but with desire. And her movements were so subtle that Yan Ruyu didn’t notice.

*Slap!*

He grabbed her wrist, stopping her.

“What’s wrong, Cousin? Why are you holding my hand?” She feigned innocence.

He resisted the urge to spank her.

“You can stop now. Cousin Ruyu can handle it. Go rest, Meng’er.”

“I’m not tired! I can massage your legs for another hour! Unless… you prefer Cousin Ruyu’s massage?”

“Yes, actually. I just realized her massage is better.”

“Fine. I’ll stop then.”

She withdrew her hand, scooting closer to him. Lowering her voice, she whispered, “Then I’ll take care of your other… *aches*~”

She nibbled on his earlobe, her hand moving to his groin, her grip precise.

Yan Ruyu’s eyes widened. *Meng’er, how could you?! You’re actually touching him…? We didn’t agree to this!*

Yan Zhen shuddered, grabbing her wrist. “What are you doing, you little brat?!”

She blew gently into his ear, sending shivers down his spine. “Didn’t I tell you? Our elders instructed us to take good care of you! This is part of taking care of you~”

“No way! Do you think I’m stupid?”

“It’s true! They said you’re the future of our clan! We have to take care of your every need! Whatever you desire, we’ll fulfill it!” She spoke with feigned passion. “Besides, Cousin Ruyu and I aren’t from the main branch. Our blood ties are becoming more distant with each generation. Our parents want us to become your concubines to improve our standing within the clan! It’s the same for Cousin Ruyu!”

“Cousin Ruyu too?” He stared at her in shock. “Is that true?”

She mumbled an agreement, her face burning.

Yan Meng’er’s words might have been exaggerated, but they weren’t entirely false. Their parents did have such intentions.

Especially Yan Ruyu’s parents. They often urged her to set aside her pride and get closer to him, practically encouraging her to seduce him and become the future clan leader’s concubine.

However, they hadn’t forced her or Yan Meng’er. It was more like, “It would be great if it happened, but it’s not a big deal if it doesn’t.”

“They even want us to report on our progress! If we fail, they’ll reduce our allowance and scold us when we go home! Waaah~” She fake-cried, her hand reaching for him again.

 

Chapter 107: Cousin Brings Cousin (Part 2)

Yan Meng’er reached out, gently touching his leg. “Cousin, are your legs hurting? We can massage them for you after you finish eating.”

He swallowed a mouthful of braised abalone, shaking his head. “No need. They’re much better now.”

“You’re lying.” She didn’t believe him. “Instructor Yu Xuan said you need at least a day of rest before you can walk properly. They must be hurting. Don’t try to be tough. A massage will make you feel better. Otherwise, I’ll worry about you all night and won’t be able to sleep! And then my skin will get bad!”

*My skin is suffering because of you, Cousin~* She touched her cheek, her eyes accusing.

He was speechless, but he appreciated her concern.

Although his Beautiful Sect Master had already healed his legs, he agreed to her request.

“Fine. You can massage them later, Meng’er. But not you, Cousin Ruyu. I’m afraid you’ll suddenly attack me and end my life.”

Yan Ruyu, already feeling guilty and nervous, blushed, glaring at him. “I wouldn’t do that! You think I’m as cruel as you?!”

“Who knows?” He shrugged, continuing to eat, his words infuriating her. She swatted his arm playfully. Yan Meng’er giggled. “Don’t worry, Cousin! Cousin Ruyu wouldn’t hurt you! She cares about you too much!”

“I do not!” She denied it instinctively. “I don’t care about him at all!”

He grinned, leaning closer to Yan Meng’er, putting distance between himself and Yan Ruyu. “See, Meng’er? She’s terrifying!”

“You–!”

She swatted him again, her eyes pleading with her cousin to reveal their “backstory.”

Yan Meng’er, no longer teasing her, cleared her throat and spoke in a formal tone, like an announcer. “Cousin, here’s the thing. After your duel with Xiao Mie, when you became the top-ranked student, Cousin Ruyu and I immediately wrote home to tell our parents the good news. They were so happy! They instructed us to take good care of you, so you can focus on your cultivation. They even sent us a lot of money!”

“Really? Why didn’t anyone tell me?”

He was skeptical. She countered, “Didn’t Clan Leader Grandfather write to you?”

“No.”

“Then maybe it’s because you haven’t written home. He’s probably waiting for you to personally inform him of your victory.”

“Oh.”

Her words reminded him. It had been nearly four months since he left Martial Tang City, and he hadn’t contacted his grandfather. He was probably sulking.

The problem was, this world didn’t have mobile phones. Well, there were communication stones, similar to phones, but they weren’t popular here. The Gold and Jade Chamber of Commerce sold them, but their range was limited, only working within a single city. The girls all had one, but they rarely used them.

He would write to his grandfather soon, updating him on his progress, to avoid being nagged when he returned home.

“Anyway, Cousin Ruyu and I are taking care of you on our elders’ orders! We’re even getting paid for it! We definitely won’t do anything bad!” Yan Meng’er declared, her voice filled with conviction.

Yan Ruyu huffed. “Fine. I’ll be nice to you… for the money!”

With this justification, she could convince herself that she wasn’t doing this to please him. She was simply obeying her elders’ orders.

…

After dinner, Yan Zhen, still skeptical, relaxed on his bed, stretching out his legs.

His legs were fine now. He wasn’t afraid of their antics, even if his cousin tried to play dirty.

Yan Meng’er and Yan Ruyu removed their shoes and knelt beside him, facing each other, like his personal maids.

Yan Ruyu was about to start massaging his legs when Yan Meng’er swatted her hand away. She frowned, but they had agreed beforehand that she would follow her cousin’s lead. She reluctantly withdrew her hand.

Yan Meng’er, her face betraying no hint of embarrassment, said, “Cousin, can you take off your pants?”

*What?* Yan Ruyu’s eyes widened. Yan Zhen also froze, wondering if he had misheard.

Why would he need to take off his pants for a leg massage? Was she trying to take advantage of him?

“Why?”

“Because we need to apply the lotion! Ta-da~” She proudly presented a small bottle labeled “Macho Lotion.” He could read it clearly thanks to his sharp eyesight. “Don’t let the name fool you, Cousin! This is a must-have for any serious bodybuilder! It’s incredibly effective for muscle fatigue and soreness! Just a little rub, and your legs will feel much better!”

“Um… That’s not necessary. I have a strong recovery rate. It’ll be fine even without the lotion.”

“How can it be the same? It’s so soothing! You’ll even sleep better!” She argued, then resorted to pleading. “Come on, Cousin! This is a hot-selling item! I barely managed to snag a bottle, and it’s all for you! Please let me use it!”

He hesitated. Based on his past experiences, he should refuse, just in case she was planning something. However, her pleading eyes softened his heart. After all, she was just trying to help him.

“Is Cousin Ruyu okay with this? I don’t want her to call me a pervert and hit me.”

Yan Ruyu was speechless. *Meng’er is so good at this! And he actually falls for it! No wonder they’re so close! Compared to her, I…*

“Ahem, Cousin?” Yan Meng’er prompted.

She blushed. “It’s your room. Do whatever you want.”

“Fine, I’ll take them off. I’m still wearing boxers anyway.”

He lifted his hips, pulling off his pajama pants, revealing the elephant pattern on his boxers.

All his boxers featured elephants, but the colors and poses varied.

His bare legs, exposed to the light, gleamed.

His leg muscles weren’t particularly developed, making his legs appear slender, but each muscle was lean and powerful, like a cheetah’s.

However, the elephant on his boxers was even more captivating than his legs.

It was a chubby, blue elephant, its trunk raised as it sprayed water. Adorable.

He had always had a fondness for elephant-patterned boxers, a childish quirk.

The girls exchanged glances, stifling giggles.

“Ahem, let’s begin.” Yan Meng’er poured some lotion into Yan Ruyu’s palm, then into her own. “Calves first.”

Their hands, soft and delicate, simultaneously touched his legs, spreading the lotion evenly before gently massaging his calves.

“Cousin, tell us if it’s uncomfortable~”

The warmth of the lotion spread through his legs, a tingling sensation settling deep within his muscles.

He inhaled sharply. *This commercially produced First Rank lotion is surprisingly effective!*

Chapter 106: Cousin Brings Cousin (Part 1)

*Whew.*

Yan Zhen sank into the warm bath, letting out a long sigh.

Glancing down, he could see a distinct mark on his chest, a memento of Instructor Yu Xuan’s punishment.

She had given him a very noticeable love bite and forbidden him from using Mystic Power to erase it.

He gently touched the mark, sensing a faint trace of Water Mystic Power. It would probably last all day.

It was less a punishment and more a playful act of jealousy.

Fortunately, it was hidden beneath his clothes. If it had been higher, it would have been easily discovered. He shuddered, imagining trying to explain it to Yan Meng’er and his Beautiful Sect Master.

The memory of her lifting her dress on the training grounds, her tongue tracing a path from his abs to his chest, greedily lapping up his sweat, sent a shiver down his spine.

— *What is she thinking…?*

He sighed, submerging himself completely, blowing a stream of bubbles.

…

After his bath, dressed in clean sleeping clothes, he limped out of the bathroom. Xiao Xinyan was waiting outside, holding her clothes.

“The bathroom’s free now, Senior Sister Xinyan.”

“Mmm,” she hummed, her head bowed slightly, like a shy child.

She hadn’t changed. Her temper was still fiery, her words sharp, and she still enjoyed bickering with Mi Xue’er. However, in front of him, she was as meek and timid as an unfavored concubine.

He suspected he knew why: she had exposed her most embarrassing side to him and couldn’t face him directly.

“I’m going back to my room. Take your time.”

He was about to walk past her when she grabbed his arm.

“…What happened to your legs?”

“Aftereffects of movement technique training. It’s nothing serious. I’ll be fine after a day of rest.”

“Do you… want me to help you back to your room?”

“No need. I can manage.”

He smiled at her and limped away, his movements awkward.

Normally, he would ask his Beautiful Sect Master to help him alleviate the pain so he could continue training the next day. However, she disapproved of him wasting time on movement techniques, so he couldn’t ask her. He had to rely on his own medicinal concoctions.

That’s what the script said, anyway.

But he still needed to visit her and pay his respects, without revealing his secret training. He could only tell her after he had mastered the technique.

Then, she would scold him, but she would also teach him an advanced movement technique that allowed for short bursts of flight.

*Heh, whether in the script or in reality, she always cares about me.*

…

Activating his Star Shifting Fire Seal, he appeared before the altar. He informed his Beautiful Sect Master that he had some personal matters to attend to and wouldn’t be able to continue his alchemy lessons for a few days.

However, she saw through his lie immediately. With a flick of her finger, she sent a surge of energy towards his legs, causing him to collapse, his legs buckling beneath him.

“Master! Why did you hit me?! That hurts!”

“If it hurts, then come closer and let me have a look.”

Despite her scolding tone, her touch was gentle as she pulled him closer, helping him sit down, his legs stretched out before him.

Her hands, radiating the warmth of the Starry Glass Fire, began massaging his calves, soothing his aching muscles and joints.

“You’ve been practicing movement techniques?”

He mumbled an agreement, then yelped as she increased the pressure.

“Didn’t I tell you that apart from Wind Mystic Power cultivators and those who live and die by the sword, ordinary cultivators don’t need to learn movement techniques until they reach the Mystic Scholar or even Mystic Master realm? The benefits don’t outweigh the time and effort you’re putting into it. You’re better off focusing on cultivating your Mystic Power or refining your specialized techniques. Why didn’t you listen to me?”

He couldn’t tell her it was Instructor Yu Xuan who had initiated the training. He opted for a half-truth. “I just… I thought those who use movement techniques look cool when they fight. So I asked Instructor Yu Xuan to teach me.”

*Shy head-scratching intensifies.*

She scoffed. “Those measly Earth Rank movement techniques are useless! And you’ve injured yourself in the process! You’re better off not learning them at all!”

He blinked, remaining silent.

The Mystic Techniques she taught him were all at least Heaven Rank, starting with King Rank. It was understandable that she looked down on Earth Rank techniques.

However, the “Shadow Following Steps” Instructor Yu Xuan was teaching him was a perfect fit. It was a nimble, agile technique, designed for close-quarters combat.

Combined with his Spiritual Perception, he could use it to confuse and disorient his opponents.

“I’ve already prepared a suitable movement technique for you. I was planning to teach it to you after you reached the Mystic Master realm, but since you’re so eager to learn, I’ll teach it to you early. Once you reach the Mystic Scholar realm and have enough Mystic Power to sustain it.”

“Really? What kind of technique is it?”

“A technique that allows for short bursts of flight. You can use it until you reach the Mystic King realm and master true flight.”

“Wow! That’s amazing! Thank you, Master~”

“So there’s no need to learn that useless Earth Rank technique.”

“But Master, I asked Instructor Yu Xuan to teach me… It wouldn’t be right to just quit now. Besides, it can be… foundational training for the technique you’re going to teach me! Ow!”

She pinched his calf, silencing him. He obediently endured her massage.

Her fingers, imbued with the healing power of the Starry Glass Fire, kneaded his muscles, easing the pain and stiffness.

After half an hour, he had recovered, his legs no longer feeling like useless appendages. He bounced on his feet experimentally.

After chatting with her for a while, he returned to his room. He was about to head out for dinner when he heard a knock on his door.

“Cousin, it’s me~”

He opened the door to find not only Yan Meng’er but also Yan Ruyu.

They were both dressed rather… revealingly.

Yan Ruyu was still somewhat modest, wearing a complete set of sleeping clothes: a thin, sheer shawl over a sleeveless dress, the low neckline hinting at her cleavage. Beautiful and alluring.

Yan Meng’er, however, was only wearing the sleeveless dress, her ample bosom on full display, the deep valley between her breasts even more prominent than her cousin’s. She had discarded the shawl, her shoulders, arms, and legs bare, as if deliberately trying to catch his attention.

Individually, they might be slightly less alluring than Instructor Yu Xuan, but together, their combined charm was devastating.

They were both carrying trays laden with clay pot rice and chilled red bean sweet soup.

“Cousin, Instructor Yu Xuan said your legs are still hurting, so we brought you dinner.”

They entered his room, placing the trays on the table.

“Come eat, Cousin.”

“Thank you.”

He smiled faintly, sitting down and mixing his rice with his chopsticks.

Yan Meng’er and Yan Ruyu exchanged glances, then took the seats beside him, one on each side.