Chapter 29: E-Xian’er
“Master, when are we starting the movement technique training?”
“Don’t be impatient, Zhen’er. I’ll teach you now. Look up.”
He looked up, his vision filled with countless spheres of various colors, some glowing, some dim, forming a vast expanse above him.
The spheres weren’t stationary. They revolved slowly in a clockwise direction, creating a massive vortex, resembling a miniature galaxy.
Although he had read the description in the script, witnessing it in person was still awe-inspiring.
Chen Xi, pleased with his reaction, explained, “This is the Celestial Cycle Star Array. There are 108 glowing primary stars (fixed stars) and 365 dim secondary stars (planets), mirroring the celestial movements.”
— Wow, that’s amazing!
That was his only thought.
“Come, Zhen’er. Follow me into the array.”
She took his hand, and with a tap of her foot, they soared into the air, transforming into streaks of light as they entered the starry sky array.
…
He reappeared within the array, his feet planted on a small celestial body, revolving around a central axis, like riding a carousel.
Starlight filled his vision, a dazzling sea of gems.
However, he knew this array was incredibly powerful. His Beautiful Sect Master would later use it to trap and kill a Mystic Saint.
“Master, are we learning the movement technique… here?”
“Yes.” She smiled faintly. “Watch closely, Zhen’er. As the primary and secondary stars revolve, starlight will condense, forming meteors with long, glowing tails, attacking us.”
As she spoke, a massive sphere of starlight shot towards them, easily deflected by a wave of her hand.
“These meteors might seem random, but they actually follow the laws of celestial movement. Your task, Zhen’er, is to use the celestial bodies as footholds, dodging the attacks. Once you can consecutively dodge seven meteors, you’ll have mastered the basics of Starry Sky Dance.”
“The meteors seem quite powerful, Master. What if I get hit? Will I… die?”
“Don’t worry.” She chuckled. “The meteors are formed from my Star Mystic Power. They have powerful healing properties. If you’re hit, they’ll heal your injuries instantly. However, the pain… that’s real.”
Essentially, the meteors directly targeted his pain receptors. Although they wouldn’t leave any lasting damage, the pain was unavoidable… He shivered.
“If you don’t want to experience pain, then try your best to dodge them. With your talent, Zhen’er, and by utilizing the techniques I’ve taught you, you should be able to achieve it within two or three days.”
…
Thus, he began his painful movement technique training.
— Actually, it wasn’t that painful. This technique was more about comprehension than physical exertion. His Beautiful Sect Master mainly observed, rarely offering guidance, allowing him to activate the system’s “skip” function.
He activated it, a wave of fatigue washing over him as knowledge flooded his mind. However, a lingering pain coursed through his body, making him wince.
— I skipped the training, but I still have to experience the pain?
“You managed to dodge five meteors consecutively on your first try. I’m not disappointed.”
She brought him back to the altar.
“Let’s stop here for today, Zhen’er. You still have to treat Ji Ya tonight. Remember, no more overindulging. Treatment is treatment, and pleasure is pleasure. Trying to do both will only exhaust you.”
He nodded sheepishly, acknowledging her words.
She patted his head affectionately.
“Go now.”
…
He reappeared in the bathroom.
“Who’s there?!”
A chilling voice, laced with murderous intent, echoed through the room, a wave of Yin energy washing over him. He jumped in surprise.
He saw Yi Xian’er, naked, submerged in the bath, one hand covering her ample bosom, the other hand already condensed with Yin energy, her purple-black eyes sharp and alert.
Her expression quickly softened, the murderous intent and Yin energy dissipating.
“Yan Zhen?”
“Sorry, Xian’er, I didn’t realize you were in here.” He apologized, turning to leave. “I’ll be going now.”
“…Wait!”
He stopped, his back still turned towards her.
Splash, splash. The sound of water.
Then the sound of someone stepping out of the bath.
Followed by the soft padding of footsteps, approaching.
He felt a surge of pressure.
“What is it, Xian’er?”
“Your aura is unstable. You must be tired. Let me help you bathe.”
Her voice came from behind him, her hands reaching for his waist, attempting to unfasten his belt.
He quickly grabbed her wrists, stopping her. “I can do it myself later, Xian’er. You continue your bath. Don’t worry about me.”
She didn’t persist, but she didn’t let go either. Her voice was soft, laced with a hint of sadness.
“When you first arrived the other day, Sister Ji Ya helped you bathe, right? Am I… not allowed to?”
He froze, then his grip on her wrists loosened.
She unfastened his belt, removing his outer robe and pants, then pulled down his boxers, holding them up, her lips curving into a smile as she saw the embroidered chubby elephant with its long trunk.
He had worn these in her previous life too, and he had never changed his preference. Even his swimming trunks had a similar design.
She had assumed he liked elephants, gifting him various elephant-related items, even a live baby elephant, but he hadn’t shown much interest, except for his elephant boxers.
She held the boxers close, her nose brushing against the embroidered elephant, discreetly inhaling his scent.
The faint smell of sweat, his unique aroma, stirred her desires, her cheeks flushing, her previously sharp eyes softening.
However, he was still there. She couldn’t lose herself in his scent. She tossed the boxers aside, then took his hand, pulling him into the bath.
…
He sat in the water, his face crimson, as she settled on his lap, her hands gently washing his arms.
Her ample bosom, usually well-concealed, bobbed gently on the water’s surface, its presence impossible to ignore, making his heart race.
Last night, he had been under the influence of the tonic, surrendering to her embrace, losing himself in the warmth of her body.
He had been too exhausted then, falling asleep immediately. Waking up alone the next morning had spared him the awkwardness.
But now, naked and pressed against her, he felt incredibly self-conscious.
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