Yan Zhen didn’t leave right away. Instead, he spent two days with Ji Ya, following her around busily as she handled her work—supposedly just to observe and learn.
Ji Ya knew Yan Zhen was preparing to depart. She’d originally planned to travel with him for some fun, but she’d just fleeced the Sunward Royal Family for a massive haul of resources. She needed to strike while the iron was hot, and there were far too many hands-on tasks requiring her personal attention. She simply had no time to play.
As for Long Ying, Cai Lian, and Yi Xian’er, they were cultivating inside the Elegant Garden and didn’t tag along, clearly leaving space for the two of them.
During lunch breaks, the pair didn’t even return to the Elegant Garden. They simply made do with resting in the office.
Sitting on the soft couch, Ji Ya poured Yan Zhen a cup of tea and said softly, “Sorry, Little Brother Yan Zhen. I’ve put you through so much trouble.”
“It’s nothing,” Yan Zhen replied, taking a sip of tea. “I wanted to see what Sister Ji Ya is like in work mode anyway. It’s like you’ve become a completely different person—feels really fresh.”
Ji Ya blinked her slender, beautiful eyes, gazing at her little lover with a charming, affectionate look. “Is Little Brother Yan Zhen disappointed?”
“More like pleasantly surprised,” Yan Zhen said without hesitation. “It’s a different kind of beauty from your usual self, and your aura is so commanding. It totally fits the domineering female CEO vibe.”
“Domineering female CEO? That’s a weird term~”
“It’s straight out of those urban web novels back on Earth—the standard female lead trope.”
“Female lead?” Ji Ya murmured the words, then said shyly, “If that’s the case, then Sister only wants to be Little Brother Yan Zhen’s female lead.”
Hearing that, Yan Zhen felt a slight stir in his heart, followed by a twinge of unease.
This was supposed to be a no-female-lead xianxia power fantasy world, all about leveling up, slaying monsters, showing off, and slapping faces. His protagonist persona was meant to be emotionless and ascetic. Somehow, things had veered off course midway.
Figures like Meng’er, Cousin Ruyu, Sister Ji Ya, and Xian’er—supposed “supporting female characters”—were gradually turning into his “female leads”…
Was there really nothing wrong with this world? Yan Zhen broke out in a cold sweat.
“What’s wrong, Little Brother Yan Zhen? You’ve been staring at Sister this whole time.”
“Uh, nothing. Just thinking about some stuff.”
Ji Ya glanced at him, her pretty face flushing slightly, but she revealed a seductive smile. “Thinking naughty thoughts?”
Yan Zhen denied it rapidly. “No! I didn’t!”
Ji Ya covered her mouth with a smile, then turned to Jin Tong and Yu Nu standing by the door. “Jin Tong, Yu Nu—you two, lock the door.”
The pair obeyed at once, clicking the lock shut. Then the sisters resumed standing there expressionlessly, playing cat’s cradle.
A bead of cold sweat trickled down Yan Zhen’s forehead. “Sister Ji Ya, I—”
Ji Ya raised a slender finger to his lips, silencing him. She stepped back a little, spread her arms, and gave her waist a playful twist. “Little Brother Yan Zhen, how do you like Sister’s outfit right now?”
Since she was doing serious office work, she wasn’t in her black stockings and qipao. Instead, she wore a common bright red dress—dazzlingly vibrant yet elegantly refined.
Yan Zhen scratched his cheek and praised her sincerely. “Sister Ji Ya looks good in anything. This one’s more poised and majestic. And even though it’s modest, you can still make out those perfect curves. I like it a lot.”
Ji Ya’s heart fluttered with secret delight. Her pair of tender, pale jade hands rested on Yan Zhen’s shoulders as she slowly pushed him down onto the soft couch. Her body, wrapped in the red dress, pressed atop him, and her red lips parted. “Good little brother, you’ve worked so hard these past two days. Let Sister serve you this time~”
Yan Zhen gulped. “Here? Isn’t that a bit inappropriate?”
“No one comes during lunch, and the door’s locked.”
“Sister Ji Ya, you don’t have to force yourself…”
“It’s no force at all. For you, Little Brother Yan Zhen, Sister’s more than willing—a million times over.”
Ji Ya said no more. She leaned in for a kiss, conveying her endless affection with gentle passion.
A good while later, she knelt before Yan Zhen, her eyes brimming with springtime warmth. “Aunt Mu, Jin Tong, and Yu Nu have always been the ones helping out. Sister hasn’t served Little Brother Yan Zhen like this before~”
Yan Zhen sat sprawled confidently on the soft couch, looking down at his devoted good sister tending to him with care. A Mystic sense of conquest filled his heart.
Mentor Yu Xuan was like this, and so was Sister Ji Ya. They all spoiled him so much that he worried his XP System might start shifting in strange directions.
Holding Sister Ji Ya’s head in his hands, Yan Zhen let all his inner urges pour out, ending with a satisfied sigh.
That evening, in Ji Ya’s room bathroom.
Yan Zhen stood in the center of the pool, with Aunt Mu, Jin Tong, and Yu Nu kneeling before him, while Sister Ji Ya pressed against his back from behind. He enjoyed the tender ministrations of all four beauties, master and servants alike.
At Ji Ya’s instruction, Jin Tong and Yu Nu then lifted Aunt Mu—the woman who had cared for them like a mother—and, in a delightfully irreverent twist, offered the bashfully alluring mature beauty right to Yan Zhen’s lips.
Later, as Yan Zhen scooped up Sister Ji Ya, the pair circled behind them to assist the Eldest Miss and Little Uncle in their fun.
One debauched night passed.
The next morning, Yan Zhen awoke to find Jin Tong and Yu Nu still fussing over that Evil Dragon Mark. They had even started gently nibbling at it with their teeth, as if trying to gnaw the wicked pattern away.
It didn’t hurt—in fact, it felt tingly and itchy in a pleasant way.
This made Yan Zhen wonder if this poker-faced twin sister duo had real talent in this area.
Spotting that Yan Zhen was awake, the sisters paused and nuzzled his hand affectionately, like a pair of kittens fawning over their master.
“Little Uncle…”
“Good morning~”
They were obedient enough, but not too bright. According to Aunt Mu, they’d been like this when found—likely from damage to their divine souls.
Without prompt treatment, it was hard to heal.
He could have his beautiful female master take a look sometime, or once his Technique Refining Art reached seventh tier or higher, he could give it a try himself.
The twins’ movements also roused Aunt Mu and Ji Ya on either side of him. Each gave Yan Zhen a good-morning kiss, after which the five headed to the bathroom for a steamy, sensual morning bath.
…
In the Elegant Garden Courtyard.
Yan Zhen brought out the flying skiff. Once Cai Lian, Yi Xian’er, and Long Ying had boarded, he took the pilot’s seat.
Ji Ya stood by the window, gazing at Yan Zhen’s handsome face, her heart aching with reluctance. “Can’t you stay a couple more days?”
“My month’s vacation is almost up. Staying longer might make me late getting back, so it’s best to head out early. Take care, Sister Ji Ya. Use a messaging talisman if anything comes up—Aunt Mu, please protect Sister Ji Ya and look after Jin Tong and Yu Nu.”
Aunt Mu replied mildly, “Don’t worry, Little Uncle.”
Yan Zhen added, “Don’t forget to protect and care for yourself too. I’ve planted a wisp of Great Crimson Heaven Flame in each of you. When cultivating, try circulating it through your meridians—it’ll benefit your bodies greatly. Aunt Mu, make sure to guide Jin Tong and Yu Nu. Mishandling it could cause injury, which would defeat the purpose. And Sister Ji Ya, don’t get so caught up in merchant association business that you neglect your cultivation. Strength is the foundation, after all.”
The two women acknowledged his words in turn.
Yan Zhen felt the reluctance too, but this wasn’t the time for lingering affections. The urgent matter was upgrading System-chan—he had a feeling it would bring massive changes once it did.
“That’s it, then. We’re off.”
Yan Zhen closed the cabin window.
Long Ying waved her little hand politely. “Bye, Sister Ji Ya! Bye, Aunt Mu! Bye, Jin Tong and Yu Nu!”
Cai Lian and Yi Xian’er also bid Ji Ya farewell in turn.
Yan Zhen pressed the mystic power valve, and the flying skiff rose steadily into the air before shooting off, leaving a trail of afterimages.
