4 A Strange Dream
Instructor Yu Xuan’s private residence was a charming two-story building.
The first floor consisted of a living room, kitchen, study, cultivation room, and other facilities. The bedrooms were on the second floor: a master bedroom and two guest rooms, just enough space for them.
Specifically, Instructor Yu Xuan had her own room, Yan Meng’er and Yan Ruyu shared a room, and Mi Xue’er had to share with Xiao Xinyan.
Mi Xue’er had wanted to room with either Meng’er or Ruyu, but Meng’er vehemently refused, stating she wouldn’t share a room with a hussy who was always ogling her cousin.
Yan Zhen followed Instructor Yu Xuan into the building and to the dining room. The table was laden with a steaming feast. The four girls, seated around the table, smiled when they saw him.
Yan Zhen and Instructor Yu Xuan sat in the two empty seats at the head of the table, resembling a husband and wife, while the four girls looked like concubines.
Yan Zhen dismissed the odd thought and surveyed the abundant food. Each dish was made with high-quality Mystic Beast meat and Mystic Qi vegetables, quite expensive. This single meal was equivalent to several days of his usual cultivation. For the four girls, all nine-star Mystic Ones, this meal could even help them advance to Mystic Scholar.
However, judging from the presentation, Yan Zhen could tell that neither Meng’er nor Instructor Yu Xuan had prepared the meal.
She must have used her privileges as the eldest daughter of the Yu family to have the food delivered from the dining hall.
“Wenqing said she isn’t coming, so let’s eat.”
Instructor Yu Xuan raised her glass: “To celebrate your enrollment, and my return home, cheers~”
They all raised their glasses, clinking them together.
After the toast, Instructor Yu Xuan served Yan Zhen a braised pork knuckle, his favorite. “Although I didn’t make it, the dining hall chef is quite skilled. Try it~”
“Thank you, Instructor.” Yan Zhen, in turn, served Instructor Yu Xuan a piece of fish belly. “You eat too, Instructor.”
“Okay~”
Observing their interaction, the four girls became animated, vying for Yan Zhen’s attention by serving him food and waiting for him to reciprocate.
Yan Meng’er and Mi Xue’er even opened their mouths, waiting to be fed by Yan Zhen, much to the envy of Yan Ruyu and Xiao Xinyan, who were too embarrassed to be so forward.
As for Instructor Yu Xuan, she preferred feeding Yan Zhen. Sitting beside him, she constantly offered him tea and wiped his mouth, her every gesture radiating tenderness, her “wife” aura overwhelming, making the four girls envious.
Although Yan Meng’er and Mi Xue’er were reborn and could be considered “mature women,” they still lacked Instructor Yu Xuan’s gentle and charming demeanor.
The meal was harmonious, and the slight awkwardness between the four girls dissipated. After all, they had already come to terms with their situation.
After dinner, Instructor Yu Xuan had the dining hall staff clear the table, then she addressed the four girls: “Go back to your rooms, take a bath, sober up, and start cultivating. Try to reach the Mystic Scholar realm by the enrollment ceremony in two days. Otherwise, with your nine-star Mystic One cultivation, you’ll struggle here.”
The four girls, having drunk quite a bit of wine, were flushed and slightly dazed. They nodded vigorously, said goodbye to Yan Zhen, and returned to their rooms.
“Work hard!”
Yan Zhen encouraged them, then turned to Instructor Yu Xuan. “Well then, Instructor, I’ll be going back too.”
“Wait.” Instructor Yu Xuan grabbed his hand, a shy blush coloring her cheeks. “You’ve sweated quite a bit. Take a bath before going back. I-I’ll scrub your back.”
Yan Zhen blinked, his slightly tipsy mind taking a moment to process her words. “Okay~”
Instructor Yu Xuan smiled shyly. “Come to my room.”
Yan Zhen nodded and followed her to the second floor and into her room.
Compared to her room in Silver Moon City, this one was simpler, likely intended solely for sleeping.
The room was very clean, not at all like it had been unoccupied for two years. It must have been cleaned recently.
Turning left after entering, past a curtain and screen, was the bathing area, where a large wooden bathtub sat.
A water outlet was embedded in the wall above the tub. Inserting Mystic Crystals into the formation plate above would release hot or cold water—very convenient, but also expensive.
Instructor Yu Xuan filled the tub and added scented drops from various bottles until the water emitted a fragrance similar to men’s cologne. Satisfied, she said, “Alright, Yan Zhen, you can bathe now—come here, I’ll help you undress.”
Yan Zhen scratched his head and obediently stood before her, spreading his arms as she gently removed his clothes one by one.
Until only his elephant-print boxer briefs remained.
The blue elephant pattern was stretched out of shape, looking rather comical.
Instructor Yu Xuan suppressed a laugh and pulled down his underwear.
“…”
Although a restriction on Instructor Yu Xuan prevented direct sexual intercourse, there were countless other ways to be intimate, and they explored almost all of them, reveling in each other’s skin and warmth.
Afterward, they moved from the bathtub to the bed, still naked, and continued their lovemaking.
By the time they finished, it was already midnight. They fell asleep contentedly, too tired to even change the soaked sheets.
Late at night, amidst the quiet, Yan Zhen, lying in bed with Instructor Yu Xuan’s head resting on his outstretched left arm, vaguely heard a familiar voice calling him. His consciousness drifted towards the sound, entering a field of purple flowers.
Looking around, Yan Zhen saw endless lavender, the elegant fragrance intoxicating.
In the center of the field was a large tree. Beneath it stood a beautiful woman in a purple dress, with purple hair and crimson eyes.
The purple-haired beauty looked at him sorrowfully and said, “Husband, come quickly to the Inner Academy. Ling’er can’t hold on much longer… We must give birth to her soon.”
Yan Zhen felt like he knew this woman, but he couldn’t place her. He blinked, confused. “Excuse me, who are you?”
“I am your future wife. Come to the Inner Academy quickly and save Ling’er.”
Then, the flower field shattered, and the woman vanished.
Yan Zhen abruptly awoke, staring at the unfamiliar ceiling, dazed.
“What’s wrong, Yan Zhen?”
Instructor Yu Xuan, a light sleeper, woke up immediately. Her soft, naked body pressed against his, and she gently caressed his face.
Yan Zhen shook his head, closing his eyes and collecting his thoughts.
—Future wife… purple clothes… Zi Xunyi?
In the script, he was supposed to meet her in a dream while cultivating the Spiritual Union chapter, but that was after entering the Inner Academy. Why now, before the semester even started? And the dream’s content was so strange.
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