Leaning into the embrace of the beautiful senior sister felt utterly comfortable. Her chest, perfectly sized, cradled the back of Yan Zhen’s head like a pillow, and with the warm soak in the hot water, a soothing haze settled over him. Exhaustion rose like drifting mist, and before he knew it, he had drifted off to sleep.
In the depths of sleep, a person’s control over their body dropped to its lowest point—even children sometimes lost control of their bladders and bowels. Yan Zhen, a teenager in the throes of puberty, was naturally restless, and the moment he fell asleep, he could no longer maintain his Sage Power.
In a hazy state of awareness, Yan Zhen heard the two senior sisters gasp in surprise. Then came their argument, followed by what seemed like some kind of agreement.
He sank into deep slumber. In his dream, he encountered the mischievous Petty Senior Sister. To avoid trouble, he dodged her at first, only to turn around and spot Senior Sister Xue’er behind him, transformed into a kung fu girl wielding a spear with fierce, whirlwind strikes that filled him with dread.
Sandwiched between the two fiery senior sisters, Yan Zhen shivered in fear and promptly offered them his treasured superior-grade yogurt to win their favor.
But the two women showed no mercy. Mi Xue’er used the yogurt to wash her hands, while Xiao Xinyan slathered it on her face like a beauty mask. Neither took it seriously.
Yan Zhen grew furious. That was his prized collection—how could they waste it like this? He pulled out a whip and lashed at them, sending them yelping and begging for mercy as they groveled and submitted.
Standing there with his hands on his hips, Yan Zhen burst into laughter.
—What kind of bizarre dream was this?
It startled him awake.
When he opened his eyes, he saw that Mi Xue’er and Xiao Xinyan had rewrapped themselves in bath towels, making them look like they were wearing sexy tube-top miniskirts.
The two knelt at the edge of the bath pool, gently shaking his shoulders with their small hands.
“Come on, wake up, little brother Yan Zhen. You’ve been asleep for almost an hour.”
“Dinner’s almost ready, Junior Brother Yan Zhen.”
Yan Zhen blinked, still groggy.
“Senior Sister Xue’er, Senior Sister Xinyan… how are you here?”
The two exchanged a glance, a hint of shyness flickering in their expressions.
“We came to call you for dinner.”
“But you didn’t respond, so we came in to check.”
Yan Zhen paused for a few seconds as the memories before sleep flooded back, but he chose not to expose them.
“Thanks. I’ll be right there.”
Seeing no sign of suspicion from him, the two relaxed a little.
“Then I’ll head out first, sister.”
“You hurry up too.”
With that, they left the bathroom one after another.
Yan Zhen slapped his cheeks to rouse himself, climbed out of the water, and headed to the changing room. After drying off, he slipped into his sleepwear.
When he stepped out, however, Mi Xue’er and Xiao Xinyan had returned, this time with Yan Meng’er, Yan Ruyu, and Mentor Yu Xuan trailing behind them.
Mentor Yu Xuan said softly, “It’s our turn to bathe now. Go to the dining hall and set the table.”
Yan Zhen obeyed and headed straight to the dining hall.
The table was already laden with dishes—mostly meats and seafood, with a few vegetables—all emitting tantalizing aromas that made his mouth water.
All that was missing were the bowls, chopsticks, and wine.
Once Yan Zhen had everything prepared, the five women arrived in their sleepwear and took their usual seats.
“This meal is to send Yan Zhen off on his journey tomorrow,” Mentor Yu Xuan said, raising her wine cup. “Cheers, everyone.”
The six cups clinked lightly together, and all six downed their flower brew in one go, a faint blush coloring their faces.
Their last banquet had celebrated enrollment half a year ago; now, it was a farewell send-off, stirring a wave of emotion.
Once Yan Zhen returned, graduation loomed, and they wouldn’t stay in this residence much longer. Then it would be another parting for a year or so.
While Yan Zhen devoured his food heartily, the girls sipped their wine delicately. Soon, they were pleasantly tipsy, their beautiful eyes taking on a dreamy haze as they crowded around him one by one to toast.
Yan Meng’er led the way, followed by Yan Ruyu, who obeyed her cousin’s lead. Then Mi Xue’er and Xiao Xinyan joined in the fun, with Mentor Yu Xuan bringing up the rear.
By the end of the round, Yan Zhen was feeling quite woozy.
After dinner, Yan Zhen entered the Crystal Stone Space and paid his respects to the beautiful master. Since he was setting out tomorrow, he decided against cultivation tonight.
Seeing his flushed face, dazed eyes, and that adorably shy smile, Chen Xi couldn’t resist pulling him into her arms and reminding him to rest well.
Still muddled, Yan Zhen nuzzled affectionately against her ample bosom before activating the Star Shifting Fire Seal and returning to his room.
Just as Mi Xue’er had predicted, the long-restrained Yan Meng’er arrived, dragging Yan Ruyu along with her.
The sisters pulled Yan Zhen onto the bed, stripped off his sleepwear, and kept only their provocative tube-top skirts on before beginning to serve him.
First came Yan Meng’er’s kisses, then Yan Ruyu’s, followed by kisses from the pair together.
But they could only control the foreplay. Once things heated up, it became Yan Zhen’s domain.
This time, Yan Meng’er played it smart, letting Yan Ruyu take the lead while she assisted from behind.
Though she still fell quickly when her turn came, she lasted longer than before, clinging to Yan Zhen and even teasing Yan Ruyu a bit—a definite improvement.
As for Yan Ruyu, once aroused, she became insatiable, casting aside all thought like a dazed little fool, driven purely by her instinct to please the boy she adored.
Her years of pent-up infatuation had finally borne fruit, and she seemed determined to unleash over a decade of suppressed passion, letting Yan Zhen feel every bit of her affection.
The sisters served him with all they had until late into the night, finally drifting off to sleep in satisfied embrace around him.
The sun had already climbed high when Yan Zhen finally woke. The moment his eyes opened, two soft “good mornings” greeted him—one sweet and obedient, the other shy. Two fragrant kisses landed symmetrically on his cheeks, one on each side.
The slightest movement brought him into contact with voluptuous jade bodies on both sides.
Smooth skin, warm body heat, alluring scents, and softness everywhere… No wonder they called a gentle paradise the tomb of heroes—it was almost too much to resist!
With tremendous willpower, Yan Zhen suppressed his morning urges. He rose, freshened up, and changed into his travel clothes.
The two women still lounged on the bed under a blanket, their expressions lazy and far more alluring than usual.
“You two rest a bit longer,” Yan Zhen said awkwardly. “We drank last night, and I’m a little hungover. Sorry about that.”
Ignoring her disheveled state, Yan Meng’er threw herself into Yan Zhen’s arms and nuzzled him like a kitten.
“Cousin Yan Zhen, make sure you miss Meng’er~”
Yan Ruyu clutched the blanket to her chest and slowly sat up. “Stay safe. Come back soon.”
Yan Zhen’s heart warmed. He smiled, planted a kiss on each of them, and left the room.
In the dining hall, Mentor Yu Xuan had prepared breakfast for him, along with some portable snacks.
“Take it all with you.”
“Thanks, Mentor.”
She boldly yet naturally pulled him into a hug. “Be careful out there.”
Yan Zhen nodded. “I will.”
His Messaging Talisman buzzed. Pulling it out, he saw messages from the two senior sisters:
Mi Xue’er: Won’t see you off so I don’t miss you too much, dummy little brother Yan Zhen~
Xiao Xinyan: Safe travels.
Yan Zhen smiled. After finishing breakfast, he stepped out of the residence. Outside, the Golden Jade Chamber of Commerce’s carriage was already waiting respectfully.
