Such a bold move left Yan Meng’er and Mi Xue’er blushing furiously. The two women nestled obediently against his chest, exchanging glances at each other’s flushed faces. In that moment, the lingering tensions in their hearts began to fade away.
Yan Ruyu and Xiao Xinyan also smiled faintly, watching over them with the affectionate gaze of elder sisters toward a loving pair of younger siblings.
The atmosphere was filled with warmth.
It was a long while before Yan Zhen finally released the two women. He said, “All right, it’s still early. Go ahead and refine the power of those Major Yuan Pills. I’ll be staying here tonight. If anything comes up, just come to Mentor Yu Xuan’s room and call for me.”
The four women agreed obediently.
Yan Zhen went upstairs to Mentor Yu Xuan’s room and closed the door behind him. Memories of his passionate night with her two days earlier flooded his mind, leaving him with a momentary pang of melancholy.
He took out a Messaging Talisman and saw two new messages from Mentor Yu Xuan—one from the group chat and one private.
【Yan Liang True Summer Night, Rain-After Xuan Grass Worry: Everyone, don’t worry about me. I’m fine, but I probably won’t be back for a while. Take good care of yourselves, stay out of trouble, and don’t get too lost in romantic pursuits. Focus on your cultivation—that’s the right path. If you run into any problems, you can go to Grand Mentor Shui Bailan. She’s my aunt, and she’ll help you.】
【Mentor Yu Xuan (Note): Yan Zhen, I’ll miss you. I’ll be thinking of you while I wait for you to come get me. You have to think of me too, okay? No forgetting your old flame for new ones. I told you, I’ve chosen you… When you get here, I’ll give myself to you completely～～～】
Yan Zhen let out a heavy breath, the irritation in his heart easing somewhat.
He slapped his cheeks lightly to refocus, then sat cross-legged on the bed to meditate and regulate his breathing. At the same time, he extended his spiritual sense, enveloping the entire Poolside Pavilion to watch over the four women’s cultivation.
By dusk, the four had successively refined the medicinal power of the Major Yuan Pills, their realms stabilizing at One-Star Mystic Scholar. Yan Zhen relaxed and withdrew from his meditative state.
Glancing at the darkening sky, Yan Zhen rubbed his stomach, feeling a bit hungry. He didn’t want to call for a meal delivery from the dining hall, so he popped a Fasting Pill instead. Then he took a bath, changed into his sleepwear, and prepared to turn in early so he could go meet Zi Xunyi in his dreams.
He had just lain down when a knock sounded at the door. With a casual wave of his hand, Yan Zhen opened it remotely.
The four women entered, their pretty faces red and their expressions tinged with nervousness.
They had clearly all bathed recently; faint wisps of steam still clung to their skin and hair, making them look as pure and beautiful as lotus flowers emerging from water. Each wore a true silk nightgown of similar style but different colors: pink for Yan Meng’er, red for Yan Ruyu, creamy white for Mi Xue’er, and pale yellow for Xiao Xinyan. Their individual charms shone through, though the degree of skin revealed was the same—a deep V-neckline exposing a tantalizing cleavage, with the hem barely covering their hips and leaving their entire legs bare to Yan Zhen’s gaze.
Yan Zhen froze, his eyes drinking in their lovely faces, graceful figures, and this teasingly revealing attire. He could hardly take it all in.
“W-what are you all doing?”
The four ignored him and climbed onto the bed one after another, surrounding him from front, back, left, and right as if they had planned it, leaving him no escape.
“Cousin～” Yan Meng’er hugged his left arm and said coquettishly, “Tonight, we’ll all serve you together～”
What?! Yan Zhen jumped in surprise and opened his mouth to speak, only for Mi Xue’er—who was holding his right arm—to cover it with her hand. Pouting, she said, “No refusing. It took us a lot of courage to decide this, and we’re already dying of embarrassment…”
Yan Zhen blinked innocently. Once she released him, he asked, “Why the sudden change?”
Yan Ruyu wrapped her arms around his neck from behind, her red lips nipping lightly at his ear before she huffed in mock anger. “Isn’t wanting to get intimate with the man we love reason enough?”
Yan Zhen gave a wry smile. “I don’t want to make things hard on you.”
Agreeing to marry the same man was one thing; willingly sharing a bed to serve their husband together was another. Yan Zhen had fantasized about such nights, but he couldn’t just chase his own pleasure at their expense—especially since this would be Xiao Xinyan’s first time.
“It’s not hard on us,” Xiao Xinyan said from her position in front of him, biting her lip. “We’ll have to get used to it eventually. Might as well start now.”
—Senior Sister Xinyan’s resolve is a bit too high-level!
Yan Zhen broke out in a sweat and tried to say more, but Yan Ruyu tugged him backward. His upper body fell into her ample bosom.
Looking down at him from above, Yan Ruyu caressed his chin lightly with her soft, pale hands. “Don’t say anything to ruin the mood. Just relax and give Xinyan a wonderful first time.”
Yan Zhen glanced down to see Xiao Xinyan already kneeling between his legs. In short order, she undid his belt and yanked down his long-trunked little elephant boxer shorts, freeing Second Master from its confines.
—Holy crap, what’s this? Not another ambush? Last time it was Mi Xue’er going solo; this time it’s a group assault?
“Calm down, everyone—this is Mentor Yu Xuan’s room. We’re taking advantage of her absence—mmph!”
Before he could finish, Yan Ruyu sealed his lips with hers. Then he felt Yan Meng’er and Mi Xue’er parting the front of his robe, showering his chest with soft, ticklish kisses. Moments later, Second Master—freshly liberated and ready for action—was engulfed in warmth.
…
The night was like cool water, damp and refreshing. The entire Outer Academy glowed as bright as day under the lights.
In the Poolside Pavilion, the middle room on the second floor.
Xiao Xinyan’s first time left her even more overwhelmed than Yan Meng’er had been. She lasted only about the time it took to brew a cup of tea before collapsing. Without a moment to recover, Yan Zhen countered with a few powerful thrusts, sending her over the edge in a shuddering defeat. She slumped limply to the side.
Seeing her longtime rival prove so fragile sparked something in Mi Xue’er. Eager to show she was stronger, she took the initiative and mounted him.
But Yan Zhen turned the tables, sitting up and gripping her hips. He ravaged her relentlessly, leaving her utterly spent and collapsing beside Xiao Xinyan with a whimper of defeat.
Panting heavily as he sat on the bed, Yan Zhen turned his gaze to Yan Meng’er and Yan Ruyu.
The cousins exchanged a look, crawled over, and extended their small tongues to clean him up.
Once Yan Zhen had recovered, the two knelt side by side on all fours, welcoming him like eager little vixens.
After that round, Mi Xue’er and Xiao Xinyan had regained their strength and took over for Yan Meng’er and Yan Ruyu.
The night passed in wordless gasps and moans.
Only when the first light of dawn broke in the east did the sounds finally subside.
Bare-chested, Yan Zhen got out of bed, poured himself a cup of tea, and gulped it down. Glancing back at the four women sleeping soundly on the bed, he smiled tenderly, the corners of his mouth curving up.
Despite battling one against four all night, Yan Zhen felt no fatigue at all.
The +13 boost had elevated his prowess, and Body Refining had strengthened his foundation. Plus, aside from Yan Ruyu, the other three weren’t exactly heavy hitters. He had handled it with ease.
Maybe adding Mentor Yu Xuan would finally wear him out—she looked like no easy opponent.
He climbed back onto the bed, settling into the space in the middle, pulled the covers over them all, and drifted off to sleep peacefully.
