After finishing the barbecue, Mi Xue’er pouting huffily dragged Yan Ruyu and Yan Meng’er off to take a bath. Mentor Yu Xuan led Xiao Xinyan to another side room in the residence to settle in, leaving Yan Zhen to clean up the mess. Once he was done, he returned to his room, fetched some water, and took a bath himself.
Freshly washed, Yan Zhen lounged lazily on his bed. He flipped through the dozens of trump cards in his System Backpack while mulling over his next steps.
For now, the main storyline had reached a temporary conclusion. Starting tomorrow, he would be an Advanced Class student. His tasks were straightforward: train diligently under the guidance of his beautiful female master, claim the top spot on the Nine Stars Ranking, and graduate.
On top of that, there was a side quest: pretend to be Mi Xue’er’s boyfriend, meet her parents, and spare her the misery of an arranged marriage.
After all, Yan Zhen was now one of Mystic Academy’s top students—far superior to any so-called prodigies or young masters in Silver Moon City. With his status as the young city lord of Martial Tang City and a pure-blooded earl’s descendant, having him as a boyfriend would eliminate any need for other marriage alliances.
It would just involve a casual meal at a restaurant, a quick meet-and-greet, and some polite greetings. Nothing to it.
Outside the academy, he needed to keep refining pills and deepen his partnership with Fatty Nian. That would pave the way to finally meeting Fair Rich Beauty Big Sister.
Everything should go smoothly without a hitch.
Yan Zhen dismissed the System Interface and was about to enter the Crystal Stone Space when a knock sounded at the door.
“Yan Zhen, it’s me.”
The voice was soft and gentle.
Yan Zhen hurried over and opened the door. There stood his beautiful mentor, dressed in a light blue nightgown.
Fresh from her bath, Mentor Yu Xuan’s hair was still damp. Her fair, taut skin carried a faint misty glow, and her voluptuous figure strained enticingly against the loose fabric, hinting at seductive curves. The overlapping neckline revealed a glimpse of deep cleavage that drew the eye irresistibly.
Yan Zhen had never seen Mentor Yu Xuan in this light blue nightgown before. The silky material with its watery patterns suited her ethereal, water-goddess aura perfectly.
“Mentor, what brings you here?”
Mentor Yu Xuan glanced at Yan Zhen, placed both hands on his chest, and pushed him back into the room, closing the door behind her with a casual flick.
Yan Zhen retreated step by step until he bumped into the table, where she pressed his shoulders down firmly, seating him.
This aggressive approach gave Yan Zhen a bad feeling. His mind immediately jumped to Xiao Xinyan, and he felt a real pain coming on.
Mentor Yu Xuan crossed her arms under her chest, lifting those E- or F-cup assets high. A hint of reproach colored her pretty face as her finely arched brows drew together. She looked down at him imperiously.
“Yan Zhen, tell me exactly how you saved Xinyan this afternoon. Be honest with your mentor.”
Yan Zhen blinked, then gave a half-true, half-fabricated account.
“Here’s what happened, Mentor Yu Xuan. After you left, I got bored and thought I’d climb onto the roof to catch some sun. By chance, I spotted Xiao Shi skulking under the window, so I went to check it out. Turns out the creep was drugging his cousin. I subdued him, searched him, and found a bottle of that Drip Dew—the same stuff I saw in your room last time—but concentrated three times stronger. Potent enough to drive a woman insane. I couldn’t just stand by, so I pried open the window, went in, and helped her expel the drug.”
“Don’t try to gloss over it. That’s not what I want to hear,” Mentor Yu Xuan shot him a sharp look. “How exactly did you help her expel the drug?”
Ahem, this part got a bit ungentlemanly.
Gazing into Mentor Yu Xuan’s eyes, brimming with curiosity and eagerness to know, Yan Zhen had no choice but to tell the truth.
“When I went in, Senior Sister Xinyan was pleasuring herself. Even after reaching climax, she wouldn’t stop, so I had to bind her hands behind her head first to keep her from leaking any more vital energy.”
As Yan Zhen recounted the events, Mentor Yu Xuan seemed to visualize the scene in her mind. Two red clouds bloomed on her cheeks.
“And then?”
“Then I asked her if she wanted me to find a man to help her vent or give her a pill and circulate energy to force the drug out. She didn’t answer, so I picked the second option on my own.”
Gulp. Mentor Yu Xuan swallowed quietly and urged him on.
“You made the right choice. Go on.”
“Next, I gave her an ‘Antidote Pill’ that neutralizes most First-Order Pills. Then I circulated my energy with the pill to gather all the Dawn Dream Dew’s effects, stimulated her two key acupoints, and forced her to… uh, lose control. She expelled the drug through urination.”
Lose control!? Mentor Yu Xuan’s beautiful eyes widened. She didn’t dare imagine any further.
Even though she’d recently crammed a ton of techniques to please Yan Zhen, she hadn’t encountered this level of intense play yet.
Composing herself, she demanded with a sour expression, “Did you see her naked?”
Yan Zhen replied innocently, “Mentor, she was in the bath. The moment I entered, I saw everything. I didn’t want to look.”
“Really? Xinyan’s looks might be a touch below Xue’er and the others, but she’s still top-shelf beauty. You weren’t tempted at all?”
“Not in the slightest. My body reacted a bit—that’s just instinct, nothing more!”
“Hmm~” Mentor Yu Xuan’s expression softened a little. “So, what parts of her did you touch the whole time?”
Yan Zhen recalled as he answered, “Her hands, lower back, and abdomen—all for the treatment. I didn’t touch anywhere else, didn’t look anywhere extra!”
Mentor Yu Xuan stared at Yan Zhen intently for a long moment.
“One last question: Why use urination to expel the drug? You don’t have some weird fetish, do you?”
Damn! He couldn’t let that misunderstanding stick—it made him sound like a pervert.
“No, I don’t. I swear,” Yan Zhen clarified immediately. “The best method is sweating it out, but my mystic power isn’t strong enough to make someone sweat profusely that quickly. So I went with a simpler, more straightforward approach: stimulate the diuretic acupoints.”
Mentor Yu Xuan’s gaze remained skeptical.
Yan Zhen sighed. “Everything I said is true, Mentor Yu Xuan. I didn’t take any advantage of her, I swear!”
“I didn’t say I don’t believe you.”
She quickly grasped Yan Zhen’s raised hand and gently lowered it. Her eyes softened once more.
“If that’s the case, then it’s all good. Better not to save someone and end up covered in suspicion. I wouldn’t want to have to shield you too much.”
Heh, as if he wasn’t already drenched in it… Yan Zhen thought wryly.
“As long as you’re a good boy, good boys get rewards.”
Mentor Yu Xuan cupped Yan Zhen’s face in her hands, her thumbs caressing his cheeks softly. Her bright eyes reflected his face, filled with deep affection that burned hot enough to overwhelm him.
“Come to my office tomorrow at noon.”
With that, she leaned down and planted a quick kiss on his forehead.
Muah~
Yan Zhen’s eyes bulged. He froze in shock.
No way—back to the office again?!
