Chapter 132: Their Farewell
Yan Zhen was enveloped by her unique scent, their sweat mingling, their body heat intensifying.
He knew she loved cleanliness, so he deliberately hugged her while drenched in sweat, a small act of revenge.
Her previous punishments had mostly involved leaving strawberry marks, lasting for days, forcing him to be careful not to expose them. It was rather… tormenting.
Now the tables had turned. It was his turn to “torment” her.
“Instructor, don’t I smell very… manly right now?”
She buried her face in his chest, inhaling deeply, her eyes closing in a moment of bliss.
“Mmm, you smell wonderful. I love it.”
He felt a twinge of awkwardness. This wasn’t how he had imagined it.
“Don’t you find it… stinky?”
She shook her head, then wrapped her arms around his neck, her tongue darting out, tracing a path along his neck before stopping, her lips latching onto his skin, sucking away a bead of sweat, leaving a faint mark.
She licked her lips, a playful smile curving her lips. “You smell like sunshine.”
He shivered, the sensation of her tongue against his skin sending shivers of pleasure down his spine. It reminded him of a beautiful, noble vampiress feeding.
But she wasn’t sucking blood. She was sucking his sweat.
She seemed to have a particular fondness for his bodily fluids. Even when leaving strawberry marks, she always licked the area clean before proceeding.
— She’s becoming more and more like a juice extractor, the kind that doesn’t leave a single drop behind!
He felt a sense of pressure. “That’s enough punishment, Instructor. You can let go now.”
“No.” She refused. “My punishments always lasted at least half an hour. It’s only fair that yours lasts just as long.”
She tightened her embrace, her breasts pressing against his chest. Her raised arms loosened her neckline, offering a tempting glimpse of her cleavage.
He considered himself a gentleman, so he averted his gaze, only stealing a quick glance.
But he was already struggling.
Her body, like a ripe, juicy peach, was incredibly alluring.
“But Instructor, I’m a bit hot.”
“Hot? Then…”
She channeled her Water Mystic Power, a cool stream of water enveloping them.
“That’s better, right?”
“Uh…”
She sensed his reluctance, her teeth biting her lower lip, her eyes pleading.
“You’re leaving tomorrow… Let me hold you a little longer, please?”
Her gaze melted his heart, calming the turmoil within him, replaced by a gentle warmth. He smiled.
“If you don’t mind, Instructor, you can hold me as long as you like.”
“You said it! Then I’ll hold you until you leave!” Her lips curved into a mischievous smile. “If you feel uncomfortable, I can… help you.”
He quickly dispelled the warmth he had been feeling, replaced by embarrassment. “I-I’m fine! I’m not uncomfortable!”
“Liar. Look how… energetic you are~”
He wanted to disappear. She leaned closer, her voice a whisper against his ear.
“Close your eyes.”
He hesitated, then surrendered to his desires, closing his eyes.
After confirming he wasn’t peeking, she slowly lowered herself, her lips finding his… dragon. She “comforted” him with her mouth, then meticulously cleaned him, like a puppy grooming its beloved.
He leaned back against a wooden post, his head resting comfortably as he pretended to sleep, one hand supporting him, the other stroking her soft, silky hair.
Her hair was truly like water, slightly damp to the touch. Due to her Water Mystic Power cultivation, the underside of her hair had a subtle blue tint, contrasting with the black outer layer. It was quite unique, likely a deliberate choice.
Her beautiful face was usually adorned with a pair of oval-shaped glasses, accentuating her intelligent, scholarly aura. However, she had removed them before their training session, revealing her features fully. Her blue eyes were downcast, focused on her task.
When he was finally calm and relaxed, she sat up, licking her lips, her voice soft.
“You can open your eyes now.”
His neck was stiff from maintaining his position. He opened his eyes, his gaze meeting hers. Her face was flushed, her eyes filled with desire.
He was about to speak, but the words caught in his throat. He pointed at his lips.
She blinked, then realized what he meant. She quickly wiped her mouth, her cheeks burning crimson as she saw the evidence of her… attentions.
He awkwardly looked away, his mind conjuring images of Gintoki’s natural perm, Cloud’s instant noodles hair. *Curls can be soulful, they can be ridiculous, and they can be… sexy. *
After a long silence, she spoke.
“Yan Zhen, there’s something I need to tell you.”
“Mmm?”
He turned, their eyes meeting.
“I… The reason I haven’t… given myself to you is because my grandmother placed a family restriction on me. If you take my virginity, it will trigger the restriction, draining your cultivation and turning you into a cripple.”
“Oh… I see.”
“After I remove the restriction… I’ll… I’ll… give you… everything. ”
“Uh… O-okay?”
They both blushed furiously.
He knew about this restriction.
The Yu family was a matriarchal clan. Women held the power, so choosing a husband was crucial.
He couldn’t be too strong, overshadowing her, nor too weak, bringing shame upon her. And he had to be willing to marry into her family. Therefore, the restrictions placed on the heir were strict. She had to remain pure until marriage.
This restriction prevented her from crossing the final line with her beloved. It would only harm him.
Another silence stretched between them.
“It’s getting late. Let’s go back, Instructor.”
“Before we do, let’s go to the market. I’m making you a feast tonight.”
…
They purchased a variety of ingredients, returning to the house to find Yan Meng’er, Yan Ruyu, Mi Xue’er, and Xiao Xinyan already busy in the kitchen. They all wanted to prepare a farewell dinner for him.
Instructor Yu Xuan joined them, while he, wanting to help, was shooed away. He went to the bathroom to take a bath.
Autumn had arrived, bringing a chill to the air. The bath was filled with hot water, but he found it not hot enough, using his Mystic Power to heat it further.
His mind was unusually calm as he exhaled, a plume of hot air escaping his lips. He closed his eyes, relaxing in the warmth.
His Mystic Power surged within him, the effects of the Small Origin Pills and the surrounding energy aiding his breakthrough.
When he opened his eyes, his cultivation had advanced to the Ninth Star Mystic Adept realm.
“I never expected to break through while taking a bath. That’s weird.”
He sensed his Spiritual Power had also strengthened slightly. He tested his Spiritual Perception, his senses picking up familiar voices outside.
He could now “hear” with his Spiritual Perception, not just “see.” It had definitely improved. His Soul Realm must have advanced from the initial stage of the Concealed Realm to the early stage.
When he reached the middle stage of the Concealed Realm, his Spiritual Perception would gain another sense. And upon reaching the peak of the Concealed Realm, all five senses would be integrated, allowing him to perceive everything with a single scan: sight, sound, smell, taste, and touch.
Of course, he could also choose to focus on a single sense.
However, the conversation outside caught his attention.
“I knew I was right to follow you, Mi Xue’er. What are you planning?”
“I’m going to help Little Brother Yan Zhen scrub his back. Stay out of my way, Xiao Xinyan!”
“Are you crazy, Mi Xue’er?”
“You’re the crazy one! I’m perfectly sane! He’s leaving tomorrow, and he won’t be back for a long time! I want to do something for him before he leaves! Is that a crime?”
“Didn’t we agree to prepare a farewell dinner together?”
“Are you stupid, Xiao Xinyan? That’s a group effort. This is personal. Yan Meng’er and Yan Ruyu have probably already planned to… serve him tonight. And Instructor Yu Xuan must have said something heartfelt or done something memorable during their training session. You and I are the only ones who haven’t done anything! We’re falling behind! And you’re still clueless! How do you expect to win his favor like this?”
“I… I never said I wanted to–”
“—Stop it! One tsundere Ruyu is enough! I don’t have time for this! Move! If we don’t hurry, he’ll be finished!”
“W-wait!”
“What now?”
“I-I’m coming too.”
“Are you trying to annoy me, Xiao Xinyan? If we both go in, we’ll scare him away!”
“Hmph, you’ll scare him away on your own! Didn’t Yan Meng’er and Yan Ruyu succeed because they went together?”
“Hmm, you have a point… Fine, I’ll cooperate with you this once. But you have to listen to me!”
“As if I would.”
“Hey!”
Click.
The door to the changing room opened, followed by the rustling of clothes. They were undressing.
His scalp tingled. He frantically scanned the bathroom, but there was nowhere to hide.
Should he enter the crystal space? But appearing before his Beautiful Sect Master in his current state would be too embarrassing, and he wouldn’t be able to explain himself.
Mi Xue’er and Xiao Xinyan’s voices continued to drift through the door.
“Tie your towel tightly. Don’t let it fall off. No one wants to see your… lackluster figure.”
“Who are you calling lackluster? I’m above average! And you’re not exactly a goddess yourself!”
“At least I have a prettier face. And my skin is fairer and smoother~”
“I… Hmph! You’re just a vase!”
“Who’s a vase? My cultivation will soon surpass yours, Shorty!”
“As if! With your figure? Dream on!”
They continued their bickering as they opened the bathroom door. Mi Xue’er’s voice suddenly turned cheerful.
“Yoohoo! Little Brother Yan Zhen, I’m coming– Huh?”
There was no response.
They peered into the bathroom, their eyes widening as they saw him submerged in the bath, his head resting against the edge, his breathing slow and even.
He was… sleeping?
They tiptoed closer, their bare feet padding softly against the floor, confirming he was indeed asleep, a small bubble escaping his nose with each breath.
Yan Zhen was, of course, not actually sleeping. He was just pretending.
By feigning ignorance, he hoped to deter them from doing anything… inappropriate.
“Instructor Yu Xuan’s training must have been exhausting.”
“He looks so cute sleeping. I want to pop that little bubble~”
“Hey, what are you doing?”
“I was just kidding! And you! Keep your voice down! Such a short temper and such a loud voice!”
“You’re one to talk.”
“Whatever. What do we do now? We can’t wake him up.”
“Ahem, leave this to me. You go outside.”
“As if! If I leave, you’ll take advantage of him!”
“Then watch. I don’t care.”
To Xiao Xinyan’s shock, Mi Xue’er untied her towel, dropping it to the floor, and stepped into the bath, naked.
“Wait, Mi Xue’er! You… You’re not going to… Do you have no shame?!” Xiao Xinyan’s face flushed crimson, her voice a hushed whisper, her tone laced with urgency.
Mi Xue’er rolled her eyes. “What are you talking about? I just want him to sleep more comfortably.”
She reached out, her slender arm wrapping around his waist, pulling him gently towards her, using the water’s buoyancy to rest his head on her ample bosom.
“The bath’s edge is hard. He’ll sleep better like this.”
He nearly broke character upon hearing Xiao Xinyan’s accusation, but Mi Xue’er’s actions seemed innocent enough, easing his worries.
However, pretending to sleep while nestled against a girl’s breasts was a test of his willpower. He prayed they wouldn’t notice his… reaction.
“You’re hogging him! What am I supposed to do?”
“Go outside. Or just watch.”
“No way.”
Xiao Xinyan, biting her lip, also removed her towel, stepping into the bath. She gazed at Yan Zhen, sleeping peacefully in Mi Xue’er’s embrace, a smile softening her features. “We’ll… switch after a while.”
“No switching.” Mi Xue’er glared at her. “Go away! Don’t disturb our alone time!”
Xiao Xinyan frowned, about to argue, when her gaze fell on his… aroused state.
How can he… react while sleeping? She wondered, a thought flashing through her mind: Could he be awake?
“Hey, what are you staring at? Shameless!” Mi Xue’er quickly covered him with her hand. “Stop looking! Or I’ll curse you with a sty!”
Xiao Xinyan’s heart pounded. She ignored Mi Xue’er’s taunt, averting her gaze.
Yan Zhen wanted to disappear. But at this point, he had no choice but to continue his act.
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