Chapter 33: She Might Be Your Fiancée’s Master
“Flatterer.”
Chen Xi chided him playfully, but her smile widened.
“Who’s more beautiful, Zhen’er? Me, or your… sweetheart?”
“You’re both beautiful.” He scratched his cheek, his gaze shyly meeting hers. “But you’re more beautiful, Master.”
“Zhen’er…”
Her heart melted. She leaned against him, her hand tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, her lips finding his.
He felt enveloped in her warmth, his arms wrapping around her slender waist, responding to her kiss with a fervor he hadn’t shown before.
Although she always emphasized that she would do anything for his cultivation, even becoming his dual cultivation furnace, he could sense her love for him.
It was a mix of a master’s love for her disciple and a woman’s love for her man, the lines blurred between the two.
He felt the same way towards her. He undoubtedly loved and respected her, but he couldn’t distinguish which feeling was stronger.
The only thing he was certain of was that she was the one person he never wanted to disappoint.
Their lips parted. She propped herself up with one hand, the other pulling the black strap of her nightgown off her shoulder, her clear blue eyes gazing at him, their depths filled with maternal tenderness.
“Open your mouth, Zhen’er. I’ll feed you.”
“Ah, mmm~”
After a while, his hunger satiated, he let out a small, satisfied burp.
Their passion deepening, master and disciple began their dual cultivation.
Yan Zhen’s cultivation was currently stuck at Three Star Mystic Scholar. He wouldn’t be able to advance further until he refined the next Extreme Flame. However, every bit of cultivation he did now would lay the foundation for his future breakthroughs.
In the script, he had been stuck at Two Star Mystic Scholar, then, after refining the Evil Spirit Dragon Breath Fire, had jumped to Eight Star Mystic Scholar.
A six-star leap. And that was with Chen Xi suppressing the effects. After all, the Evil Spirit Dragon Breath Fire was a high-ranking flame.
Although this particular flame in the Demon Dragon Mountain Range was just a century-old nascent form, more accurately called the “Infant Evil Dragon Breath Fire,” its energy was still immense, comparable to other Extreme Flames ranked around fifty.
He estimated that refining it would allow him to reach the Ninth Star Mystic Scholar realm.
…
After their dual cultivation session, he lay contentedly on top of her, his face buried between her breasts, reluctant to move.
She caressed his face, her voice gentle.
“Zhen’er, can you… let me meet your sweetheart?”
He mumbled in agreement.
Having obtained his consent, Chen Xi cast a projection spell, a circular screen of light appearing in the air, displaying Yun Xiu and Jiu Youyue.
They were both sound asleep in the tent, unaware of his absence.
“Which one is she?”
“The one on the left.”
“What about the one on the right? Do you like her too?”
“I, uh, just a little bit.”
“You child, you’re so greedy. I don’t remember teaching you to be so flirtatious.”
“Master, I know I was wrong~”
Yan Zhen buried his face in his beautiful master’s cleavage, looking like he was too ashamed to show his face.
Chen Xi sighed and rubbed her beloved disciple’s head, her fingers tangling in his hair as she gently scratched his scalp.
“It seems they trust you a lot, letting you sleep in the middle.”
Yan Zhen explained:
“They don’t get along, so they didn’t want to sleep next to each other. That’s why they let me sleep in the middle.”
Chen Xi naturally knew why the two women didn’t get along. She thought for a moment before saying:
“Do you know anything about their identities, Yan Zhen?”
Yan Zhen shook his head.
“Not really, I didn’t ask.”
Chen Xi continued:
“Two such young and powerful Xuan masters, and they’re both extremely beautiful. It’s impossible that they’re unknown in the Five Kingdoms.”
Yun Xiu pretended to analyze the situation:
“Yan Zhen, when you saw them fight, did you notice anything special about their Xuan powers?”
Yan Zhen thought for a moment before responding:
“Uh, Yun Xiu uses Wind Mystic power, and Jiu Youyue uses Yin Mystic power.”
“Yin and Yang Mystic Powers are both rare. There shouldn’t be any sects that cultivate them besides the Eighth Continent. Wind Mystic Power, however, is often associated with the Cloud Heaven Palace in the Gallo Kingdom. And her surname is Yun… Perhaps she’s one of the Eight Immortals of Cloud Heaven.”
Yan Zhen blinked. “Are there any women among the Eight Immortals?”
Chen Xi nodded. “Only one. The leader of the Eight Immortals, the Cloud Heaven Sword Immortal, who’s also the Gallo Kingdom’s National Preceptor. And… your fiancée’s master. Oh my, Zhen’er, you might have fallen for your fiancée’s master~”
She feigned surprise, as if she hadn’t anticipated this conclusion.
“…”
He was stunned.
How had she figured out Yun Xiu’s identity so quickly, and even told him? This wasn’t right!
If he knew her true identity at this stage, how could he develop a relationship with her?
He shouldn’t have bought her so many books about local customs and legends!
“N-no way! There are many Wind Mystic Power cultivators! She doesn’t have to be from Cloud Heaven Palace! The Dream God Palace in the Sunward Kingdom also has Wind cultivators.”
Like that Kenzaburo fellow.
“That’s true, but high-level Wind attribute cultivators usually come from Cloud Heaven Palace. It’s common knowledge.” She continued stroking his hair, like petting a small animal. “You can try testing her, Zhen’er. See if she’s really your fiancée’s master. If she is, it’s best to be upfront about it, to avoid awkwardness later.”
He felt a cold sweat break out.
“…I’ll… ask her when I have the chance.”
She pulled him into an embrace, as if comforting him, kissing his forehead, her voice gentle.
“Zhen’er, let’s have another round. I’ll teach you a new dual cultivation technique.”
He meekly agreed.
She smiled, rolling him over, then offering him her… ample assets.
His mouth full, he suddenly noticed that the projection was still active. His heart skipped a beat.
On the circular screen, the two women slept peacefully.
“Focus on me, Zhen’er.”
Her beautiful face flushed with passion, her hand gently guiding him, they began their second round of cultivation.
…
He left the crystal space just before dawn, returning to the tent.
After their dual cultivation session, he had bathed with his Beautiful Sect Master, washing away all traces of their activities. He shouldn’t arouse any suspicion.
After all, he and Yun Xiu had just become lovers. If she saw any strawberry marks on his neck or chest, it would be over.
Although he didn’t truly love her yet, his current persona was supposed to be in love with her. He couldn’t do anything to upset her.
He glanced at the two women beside him, about to close his eyes, when Jiu Youyue suddenly opened hers, startling him.
She rubbed her eyes, her voice sleepy.
“Little Zhenzhen, where did you go just now?”
He casually replied, “I… I needed to… relieve myself.”
She sniffed the air.
“What’s that smell? It smells so good! Did you sneak off to eat something delicious?”
Crap, I forgot to rinse my mouth! He thought, realizing his mistake.
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