Chapter 31: Pseudo Four-on-One
Yan Zhen was speechless.
Honestly, he didn’t mind, but not minding didn’t mean he was comfortable with it.
Aunt Mu was an elder! And they barely knew each other. Their only connection was through Ji Ya. Even the script rarely mentioned her, usually only appearing alongside Ji Ya.
After Ji Ya’s mother had passed away, Aunt Mu had become her closest confidante, practically a mother figure.
He planned to marry Ji Ya after completing the script’s events. That would make Aunt Mu his… mother-in-law.
How could he possibly do this?
“Maybe… we should wait a bit. Xian’er might wake up soon.”
“The sooner we start, the sooner we finish.” Aunt Mu’s voice was calm. She preferred this to having Yi Xian’er use this as leverage over Ji Ya. “I need to meditate before bed.”
Ji Ya also didn’t want to be manipulated by Yi Xian’er. “Little Brother Yan Zhen, Aunt Mu is just helping us. Don’t overthink it.”
“O-okay.”
Since they insisted, he couldn’t refuse.
However, unlike the previous two nights, when they had stayed outside the curtains, they would be face-to-face this time. It was awkward.
Seeing his agreement, Ji Ya smiled seductively, leaning closer, her arms wrapping around his neck as she kissed his cheek.
“Thank you, Little Brother Yan Zhen. I was actually planning to have Aunt Mu, Jin Tong, and Yu Nu help anyway. They’re my closest and most trusted companions, after all.”
— Yi Xian’er was just an interloper.
He nodded thoughtfully.
Although he didn’t know the details, he could sense the deep bond between the three of them, forged through shared hardships and dangers.
Ji Ya protected them, and they, in turn, relied on her for survival.
It was this intimacy that allowed them to go this far.
It was their bond, something he, as an outsider, wasn’t a part of.
This realization eased his discomfort.
“Alright, Aunt Mu, come join us.”
Aunt Mu and the twins climbed onto the bed. The mature beauty positioned herself behind him, while the twins sat on either side of Ji Ya.
He had never been this close to Aunt Mu, the Ninth Star Mystic King who secretly protected Ji Ya. Her fragrance was even more intoxicating up close, her curves faintly visible beneath her robe.
Ahem. He cleared his throat, trying to calm his nerves.
“You’re familiar with the treatment process, right, Aunt Mu?”
She nodded slightly. She had observed the entire process the first night. With her sharp eyes and memory, she had grasped the basics.
“Sister Ji Ya will probably start losing strength after the second stage begins. She’ll need my… essence to continue. Then, Aunt Mu, you can… you know…”
“Why do we need to… schedule it?” She was puzzled. “I remember that girl, Xian’er, participating throughout the entire process, only… intensifying things at crucial moments.”
Like that sneak attack from behind.
“Xian’er is… special. Do you… mind, Aunt Mu?”
“If I minded, I wouldn’t be here. I don’t dislike you, young man. And I want to help the Young Mistress.”
Her words touched him. He scratched his cheek. “Thank you, Aunt Mu.”
“Relax.”
She lowered her gaze, recalling the instructions she had read, her arms wrapping around him from behind. She pursed her lips, pressing a hesitant kiss against his neck.
He stiffened in her embrace, allowing her to remove his pajamas.
A mature woman’s body was different from a young girl’s, softer and more ample, her curves reminiscent of Instructor Yu Xuan.
However, while Instructor Yu Xuan’s aura was gentle and flowing, Aunt Mu’s was more subdued, cold, and elegant, her demeanor carrying an elder’s authority, making him feel constrained.
He recalled the time he had pretended to be Mi Xue’er’s boyfriend, only to be exposed by her mother, who had then forced him to bathe Mi Xue’er in front of her.
— Yes, it was like a mother-in-law teaching her son-in-law how to pleasure her daughter. The more he thought about it, the weirder it felt, but he couldn’t help but be intrigued!
Across from him, Ji Ya extended her arms, and the twins, understanding their roles, removed her robe, leaving her in her strapless dress.
…
The bizarre treatment began.
An hour later, it concluded smoothly.
Although his Beautiful Sect Master had said that “refilling” Ji Ya during the second stage was sufficient to maintain her strength, and there was no need to replenish her energy during the first and third stages, seeing her looking like a delicate flower battered by a storm, he couldn’t help but feel sorry for her.
He had Jin Tong and Yu Nu help her up, her body limp and exhausted, then, with Aunt Mu’s assistance, he “refilled” her once more.
With his essence, her cauldron physique quickly recovered, her energy returning. She and Aunt Mu, flanking him, fed him the pill they had condensed.
“Thank you, Little Brother Yan Zhen. I feel so much lighter, like I’m getting healthier every day.”
He swallowed the pseudo-pill, leaning against Aunt Mu, his breath slightly ragged.
“We refined about thirty percent of the medicinal energy within you on the first day, Sister Ji Ya, then twenty percent yesterday, and only ten percent just now. It will be even less tomorrow, and even less the day after. It will probably take ten days to refine ninety percent. The remaining ten percent will be difficult. It could take another ten days, or even twenty.”
The deeper the medicinal energy was hidden, the less there was, and the harder it was to condense into a pill.
It had taken twenty days in the script, but that had been with the medicinal bath method, not actual dual cultivation. This time, it should be faster.
He estimated it would take less than a month to completely cure her.
“No rush. We can take our time.”
She patted his head gently, then climbed off his lap, calling for Jin Tong and Yu Nu to help clean up.
Although they were clueless, they had practiced beforehand. They worked together, their movements coordinated and efficient.
He closed his eyes, emptying his mind, enjoying the peace.
Ji Ya turned to Aunt Mu.
“You’ve worked hard too, Aunt Mu. Don’t go back to your room tonight. Sleep here.”
Aunt Mu’s expression remained indifferent, but the blush on her cheeks hadn’t faded.
“Thank you for your kindness, Young Mistress, but I need to return to my room to meditate.”
Ji Ya understood her habits and didn’t insist.
Aunt Mu glanced at the twins, still busy cleaning up, her thoughts drifting. He’s even more… imposing up close. I can’t believe how… developed he is at such a young age. And how does the Young Mistress even handle it? If it were me…
“…”
After the twins finished cleaning, Aunt Mu adjusted her robe, then, like a mother hen, led her two “daughters” out of the room, returning to their own quarters.
“Let’s sleep, Little Brother Yan Zhen. We have to wake up early tomorrow.”
He nodded, collapsing onto the pillow, quickly falling asleep.
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