Chapter 148: Sister 147, Why!? 4K Please Subscribe

Wanren Mountain as a whole looks like a massive sword, and Yao Qing's dwelling is on the blade of that sword, almost on a cliff that is nearly ninety degrees.

Only disciples of relatively low realms would live in the summit Sword Palace; those with a certain cultivation level, like them, generally choose to live on the cliff.

Yao Qing's home is very simple, with only a few basic pieces of furniture and no servants.

"We're home, Xiao Qing."

Because Wang Wu cannot fly, when on the cliff he holds Yao Qing in his arms for convenience.

Yao Qing clutches Wang Wu's clothing tightly, her whole head buried in his embrace. Only after Wang Wu calls her does she reluctantly lift her head.

Gently setting Yao Qing down, Wang Wu says.

"Brother by oath, could you help me onto the bed to rest...?" After being set down, Yao Qing still holds Wang Wu's hand tightly and asks softly.

"Alright." Wang Wu nods, supporting his Yie Jin Lan sworn sister as he walks to the window.

"Rest early; you drank a lot today." While supporting Yao Qing to the bed, Wang Wu is about to turn and fetch her a glass of water.

But Yao Qing's hand does not let go; before Wang Wu can ask anything, Yao Qing takes the initiative to say:

"Brother Wu, my shoes haven't been taken off yet..."

Sweat continuously beads on Yao Qing's palm, yet she still stares at Wang Wu unblinkingly.

"Huh?" Wang Wu is startled, then looks at Yao Qing, hesitates for a moment, and nods.

Turning around again, squatting by Yao Qing's window, Wang Wu lifts her foot and begins to take off her shoe.

At this moment, his mood begins to shift.

However, Wang Wu also knows that although they are only Yie Jin Lan, not true siblings, some matters, surely...

In short, just understand.

Yao Qing's inner emotional activity at this moment is far more intense than Wang Wu's.

Watching Wang Wu's movements, feeling the warmth of his hand against her calf skin, accompanied by images constantly flooding her mind, a strong tremor erupts from deep within her body and intensifies over time.

The long boots and stockings are removed, a faint scent spreads.

Similar in degree to Zhao Xingyue, Yao Qing's scent is a bit richer, after all she is a sword cultivator.

Seeing the obvious change in Wang Wu's expression, Yao Qing's long‑suppressed emotions explode completely at this moment.

Desire, shyness, joy.

Yao Qing gets along well with Wang Lan, so she naturally learned some of Wang Wu's preferences from Wang Lan.

That was Wang Lan's inadvertent "complaint"; though called a complaint, Yao Qing could clearly see the happiness on her face.

Moreover, the day before yesterday she accidentally saw that scene with her own eyes.

Thus, in the past two days, whenever she closes her eyes, that scene flashes before her.

"Brother Wu...? My foot feels a bit, a bit uncomfortable."

Yao Qing feels she almost bites her own tongue several times, stammering to Wang Wu.

"Could you help me, could you take a look?"

While saying that, perhaps from nervousness, Yao Qing accidentally steps her foot onto Wang Wu's face.

A scorching breath spreads under the foot; Yao Qing's slender toes curl tightly, and after a while they slowly relax again.

"Sorry, sorry..."

Removing her foot, Yao Qing apologetically says.

"It's not... I didn't do it on purpose..."

"Xiao Qing, you..." Wang Wu looks at Yao Qing, who, though apologizing with her mouth, is obviously standing too close to him. He is about to speak, but the next second his mouth is blocked.

During the ten‑minute silence, Wang Wu feels her affection.

The two finally part; Wang Wu stares blankly at Yao Qing, but this time, again, she speaks first.

"Brother Wu..." she whispers:

"Wu Lang, could you take a look at my... foot? I feel, feel a bit uncomfortable..."

Saying that, she lifts her foot again, showing it to Wang Wu.

Wang Wu gently grasps it, nodding:

"Alright, my lady."

From afternoon to deep night, until the next dawn.

Mainly because Wang Lan came over midway; seeing the expression on Wang Lan's face, Wang Wu understood why Yao Qing understands him so well.

"Punishment!" Angry, Wang Wu cannot tolerate such teasing and administers the strictest punishment to Wang Lan and Yao Qing.

Yao Qing is only one centimeter shorter than Wang Wu; she is actually 1.84 m tall, so her feet are naturally large, a full forty‑four centimeters.

Wang Lan's height is similar to Zhao Xingyue's, but her feet are a centimeter smaller, only forty‑one centimeters.

This morning Yao Qing unusually skipped morning training, which made the Sword Palace disciples who hadn't seen her form on the training ground rather curious.

After all, Yao Qing hadn't been on a mission; she was inside the sect now, but not going to the training ground to practice swordplay today was indeed odd.

At this moment Yao Qing lies on her home bed, one hand resting on her lower abdomen, her face full of an expression called "happiness".

She can clearly feel the vigor and grandeur of life within the warm bed inside her body.

Perhaps not long, maybe within a hundred years, she will be able to...

Although cultivators have difficulty reproducing, she is confident regarding Wu Lang.

"Eh, sister Qing, this is not pregnancy, you know?"

At this time, Wang Lan carries a cup of medicinal tea to Yao Qing's bedside and says with a smile.

"Wu Lang, the medicine is brewed, come feed sister Qing?"

"Oh, I'm coming." Wang Wu emerges from another room, hurries to Yao Qing, lifts the medicinal tea, gently blows on it, then offers it to Yao Qing's lips.

"So bitter." After taking a sip, Yao Qing smiles brightly at Wang Wu.

"Wu Lang, if you feed it with your mouth, it won't be bitter."

Hearing Wang Lan's terrible idea, Wang Wu rolled his eyes, but still did it.

Because Yao Qing was looking forward to it.

Yao Qing's body actually had no problems, but she felt she had an issue, because that way she could enjoy Wu Lang's care.

Although spending more than ten hours was indeed a bit hard for a novice like her, a sword cultivator must dare to challenge the impossible, to scale the peak, so how could she quit because of that?

Until the afternoon, Wang Lan slipped away midway to practice cultivation, and it was not until the afternoon that Yao Qing left her home.

She felt her steps were light and airy, her heart filled with an emotion called happiness.

She had learned a lot from Wang Lan yesterday; in this regard, Wang Lan was indeed her master, and also the strongest and most skilled among the girls.

No other reason, only the foot is familiar.

"Senior sister?"

In the afternoon she first went to the training ground to practice for a while, then went to guide other disciples in cultivation.

Finally, before returning home at night, Yao Qing went to take another look at her junior brother.

In the Regret Cave, after Yao Qing placed the food she brought on the ground and prepared to turn away, Li Tianxuan called out to her.

"What's wrong? Junior brother?"

Yao Qing looked at Li Tianxuan with a calm expression and asked.

Because her mood had been excellent all day, when Li Tianxuan called her, Yao Qing did not ignore him outright as she had done the previous times.

Since that day Li Tianxuan's forced kiss failed, the distance between Yao Qing and Li Tianxuan also grew considerably.

And the former marital pact was also severed by Yao Qing's own words.

"Master…"

He originally intended to call out to Yao Qing to say something else, but when Li Tianxuan saw Yao Qing's entire condition and the scar on her neck, he froze instantly in place.

"Master, senior sister…?"

"What's wrong? Junior brother?" Yao Qing asked, "Is there anything?"

Although the marital pact was no longer, Yao Qing's feelings for Li Tianxuan had not changed much.

After all, he was the younger brother she had watched grow up; how could she become completely estranged so easily?

But indeed, after she expressed her feelings to Wang Wu, Yao Qing realized that she had no "romantic love" for junior brother Li Tianxuan.

Only familial affection.

Or rather, Li Tianxuan was the one more suitable to form a Yie Jin Lan with her… uh, it seems there are many cases where Yie Jin Lan eventually turns into a close brother‑sister bond, after all her master is the most typical example.

"Senior sister, you, you…"

"You've lost your virginity!!??"

Hearing Li Tianxuan's words, Yao Qing's face flushed instantly.

"I still have some matters, so I'll leave first."

Having said that, Yao Qing hurried away before Li Tianxuan could speak again.

"Master, senior sister——!!!!!!!"

In the Regret Cave, watching the direction Yao Qing fled, Li Tianxuan let out a mournful cry.

But he received no response.

That demeanor, the faint happiness reflected in his brows, every second, every moment, as long as he recalled Yao Qing's appearance just now, made Li Tianxuan feel his heart bleeding.

"Senior sister, senior… senior sister…!?"

Tears slipped from his eyes as Li Tianxuan shakily reached out, grasping toward the direction where Yao Qing vanished.

At that moment, he finally realized that the silhouette in his heart and he no longer had any possibility.

"Senior sister, don't, don't go…"

Muttering, he rose from the ground, limping toward the cave entrance.

But he was still in the strict contemplation period; no matter what, even if he collided with the formation at the entrance, tearing flesh, he still could not leave the Regret Cave.

"Master, senior sister——!!!!"

In the end, he could only let out a scream.

Immediately after, he vomited a massive clump of blood and collapsed weakly.

"Senior sister, senior sister…?"

"Why, why…?"

Until he completely lost consciousness, his mind still called out for Yao Qing.

"Wu Lang, Wu Lang… husband…"

It wasn't so lofty, more like a series of sobs, representing the humiliation Yao Qing endured.

August, Tian Mang City.

As his first stronghold in this world, Wang Wu was naturally very attentive to Tian Mang City's development.

Therefore he spent a lot of money, specifically inspecting the entire Hundred Thousand Great Mountain, and set up many protective measures especially in the border regions.

Now the reputation of Jitian Divine Palace has spread within some circles of Great Zhou, and Hundred Thousand Great Mountain naturally attracted a great deal of attention.

As the Great Zhou family that gained the greatest benefit from Jitian Divine Palace, the Situ Family naturally devoted themselves to Wang Wu's earlier requests; in the past few months they have sent over a thousand demons to Hundred Thousand Great Mountain.

"This is the Sun, the star of your solar system; all planets in the system revolve around the Sun, so it's also called the Solar System."

The three female demons need to attend classes at school, and the same applies when they go home.

Wang Wu treats them even more strictly than at school; not only does he proactively tutor them, he also makes several of the female demons do extra training.

Of course, good learning results certainly come with rewards.

"Wu Lang, are there other… uh, solar systems in this universe?"

Shu Niang asked curiously; she is considered the hardest of the three female demons to teach, so today being like this was quite unexpected.

Seeing the "quickly praise me" expression on Shu Niang's face, Wang Wu smiled, stepped forward, and gave her a light peck.

"Of course," Wang Wu nodded, "the recent March Realm solar system is like that, and likewise up there there are humans as well."

Wang Wu didn't know what humans on the neighboring star looked like, but it didn't matter; after all, they couldn't get here.

Instead of worrying about that, he'd rather wonder what they'd eat at home today.

Meanwhile, in the pitch‑black void, a massive space vessel was heading toward the star system where Wang Wu and his companions were.

At this speed, though already fast, it would still take several years to arrive.

The scale of the universe is truly immense, and humanity is still exceedingly tiny in comparison.

After giving the girls a brief reward, Wang Wu went to the Heavenly Python Palace.

Today Tian Ling sought him out, apparently with something to say.

"What's the matter, Tian Ling?"

In the dedicated council hall of the Heavenly Python Palace, looking at the empty hall and a few unfamiliar faces, Wang Wu asked Tian Ling, "Did something happen again?"

"Commissioner Wang," Tian Ling said respectfully, "South Garden Prefecture has invited us for an audience; we are unsure whether we should go in place of Commissioner Wang, or whether you yourself…"

"You go in my stead," Wang Wu waved his hand, "I couldn't care less about that sort of thing."

"Understood, Commissioner," Tian Ling said respectfully.

When Tian Ling is usually with Wang Wu, they are not this formal; they are very relaxed.

However, since they have not yet planned to reveal the true Extreme Heaven Divine Palace, the related charade must still be performed.

South Prefecture, now called South Garden Prefecture, currently has a prefect who is neither from the Si Tu family nor even a member of it, which is rather unusual.

After all, in Wang Wu's view, the Si Tu family already dominates South Prefecture, controlling most of the army and wielding astonishing power, yet they have not contested the prefect.

But on second thought, whether the prefect exists or not seems not particularly important for that family and the current situation.

South Garden Prefecture, the prefectural government.

"According to the report from the Boundary-Exploring Mirror at the Heaven and Earth Boundary, it seems an external space vessel is moving toward our side of the heavens and earth,"

In the sealed room, a cultivator pointed at the holographic projection behind him while addressing the people before him.

(End of chapter)