Zero Succubus in the Territory: Starting with Apprenticeship to the Yi Xuan Sisters

Although she forced herself not to look, she couldn't help but turn her head and continue wiping, since she couldn't clean it properly without looking carefully.

However, she soon encountered a new problem. Because the sword intent of the Holy Sword had been released too fiercely, the bathtub was now a mess, and it was not clean enough by simply rinsing with water. Not only that, but Yi Xue herself was also covered in it.

A faint breath brushed past her nose, and her body began to feel hot again. She patted her cheeks and forced herself to concentrate.

It must be completely cleaned up.

She warned herself in her heart, but her hands did not stop moving. However, because she was moving too fast, her fingertips were still accidentally touched by the residual sword intent.

"Gurgle~"

Looking at the white dot on her fingertip, Yi Jiang couldn't help but swallow.

It's a bit sticky, like yogurt, I wonder if it tastes like that too...

As we all know, there will always be a moment when people see something that has characteristics that are completely similar to another thing, and they will always want to verify whether the two have the same properties.

"Well……"

In the end, she couldn't resist trying it. The taste was a bit strange and salty. It wasn't exactly bad, but it was definitely not delicious either. However, when her tongue touched it, she felt as if her body had been cleansed.

Maybe... next time...

Realizing her thoughts, Yi Jiang's cheeks flushed slightly. She hastily tidied up the mess and then carried Yi Xue back to his room.

Little White was quietly taking a nap by the bedside, completely unaware of the commotion outside.

She gently placed Yixue on the bed, tucked him in, and looked at the little guy's peaceful sleeping face. Her heart was filled with unease for a long time. After much thought, she ultimately decided not to stay.

She needs to calm down, and I believe Xue'er does too. What will become of them?

Yi Jiang gently kissed Yi Xue's forehead, then turned and left the room.

"Click..."

Hearing the door close, Xiao Bai slowly opened its eyes, a glint of light flashing in them. Then, it took light steps and nestled gently into Yi Xue's chest.

The next second, the two beams of light in Yi Xue's chest began to flicker, turning into a soft glow that slowly merged into Xiao Bai's body.

This process lasted only a few minutes before returning to silence. Satisfied, Little White let out a pleasant meow, gently licked Yi Xue's face while she slept, and then fell asleep as well.

Meanwhile, back in her room, Yi Jiang didn't have as much trouble falling asleep as she had imagined.

On the contrary, tonight may be the best night's sleep she's ever had.

Chapter Twenty-Eight: Could it be... a dream?

The next morning.

Sunlight fell on Yi Xue's delicate face, but her usually calm and gentle expression now showed some anxiety.

His eyelids twitched, and he opened his eyes, still feeling sleepy. His chest was a little hot, and his body temperature was a bit higher than usual, as if he had a small heater inside him, but it was still within the normal range.

He lay there with his eyes open for a while, making sure there was nothing else wrong with his body, before slowly sitting up.

However... it's not entirely true that there's nothing unusual about it. Due to the dragon blood, his holy sword has grown to an extremely exaggerated level, to the point that it's no longer able to be contained by his current pants.

Hmm... let's leave that aside for now...

"last night……"

Yi Xue sighed softly. To be honest, he still found last night's events somewhat unbelievable. He had only planned to take a normal shower, but who would have thought that Yi Jiang would suddenly return and that such a thing would happen between them?

What's worse is that, although he was in a daze all night, he remembered every single detail very clearly.

The more I thought about it, the more ashamed I felt, and my ears started to burn.

Just then, Yi Xue noticed the system notification she hadn't had time to check the night before.

Although he received a considerable reward, he was not happy at all, especially after seeing the system notification in the Long Bing section.

[Dragon's Ice and Snow is not only frigid, but also has a calming effect. Next time you make a decision on a whim, take a moment to cool down.]

Isn't this obviously mocking himself?

However, he wasn't angry. Instead, he tried to activate the energy within his body, and the cold light on his chest began to pulsate the next second.

A wisp of cold air quietly escaped from his fingertips, and in an instant, a layer of delicate white frost quietly condensed, emitting a trace of coldness.

With a slight movement of his fingers, the white frost instantly transformed into a thin veil that enveloped him, only to vanish in the blink of an eye.

Under Long Bing's influence, he did indeed calm down considerably, but recalling what happened last night, he was still somewhat...

Did he like Yi Jiang? Yi Jiang took him in, gave him a place to stay, a place he could call home, and treated him like a disciple and family member. It would be a lie to say he didn't have any feelings for her.

But... after that incident, he suddenly didn't know how to face the other person. Should he pretend nothing had happened?

No, he can't do it. He... wants to take responsibility for his master!

But... if he says these things in his current state, the other party will probably just laugh at him.

Yi Xue looked up at the ceiling, feeling a little melancholy. Sometimes he would think that if he weren't a child, he could definitely do so much more.

But if I weren't a child now, many of these things wouldn't have happened.

"...Never mind."

Just sitting here thinking won't change anything. Although there's not much I can do right now, I can at least offer a proper apology.

Yi Xue patted her cheeks, then got out of bed and quickly washed up. But when she was about to change her clothes, she ran into a problem.

As mentioned earlier, his physique has changed quite a bit, so wearing his usual clothes would definitely not work and would make him stand out.

However, he couldn't just stay cooped up in the house all day. After rummaging through the wardrobe, he finally found a pair of relatively loose pants. Although they were still a bit noticeable, he could cover them up with his Taoist robe so that no one would notice his bulge.

Of course, this only applies to normal circumstances...

After checking herself in the mirror several times, Yixue finally felt relieved and left the room. The courtyard was quiet, and Yijiang's door was closed. Because the curtains were drawn, it was not easy to see outside.

Are they still sleeping?

"Master... are you inside?"

Yi Xue gently knocked on the door, but there was no response.

Is he really sleeping?

"Hmm~"

Yi Xue wanted to leave, but the faint groans coming from the room quickly caught his attention. He stopped and hesitated for a moment before finally returning to the door.

"I wasn't spying, I was just checking the situation. It wouldn't be good if my master caught a cold and got a fever because of what happened last night."

He told himself this in his heart, then gently pushed open Yi Jiang's door a crack and peeked inside. The angle was just right to see what was happening on Yi Jiang's bed.

Then Yi Xue witnessed a scene that made her blood boil.

In the dimly lit room, Yi Jiang lay restlessly on the bed, her face flushed an unnatural red. Her breasts, exposed and delicate, stood proudly, rising and falling slightly with her breath. The two exquisite fruits were planted on the peaks, becoming even sweeter and more alluring due to the contact with the cold air.

He swallowed hard, then forced himself to look away; it would be impolite to continue looking. But just as he was about to turn and leave, he heard a faint sound coming from inside the door.

"Xue'er..."

not good!

He froze on the spot, then slowly turned around, but Yi Jiang did not wake up, as if she was just talking in her sleep.

Just as he was feeling relieved, what the other person said next completely unsettled him.

"Ugh... Xue'er, don't touch there..."

"?"

Before he could react, the other person had already slowly reached down to his body, his fingertips gently touching that soft spot, and uncontrollably sliding lightly across the crevice.

The thin fabric was soaked with honey, leaving clearly visible water stains.

"Ah~ Xue'er...it really won't work...it's so big, it really won't work..."

Yi Jiang let out a coquettish cry, though she said no, her body betrayed her, her fingers unconsciously quickening their pace as they rubbed against that sensitive protrusion.

Could it be... this is the legendary +Dream?

Yi Xue looked at everything in front of him in disbelief. What was even more unbelievable to him was that the object of Yi Jiang's fantasy in her dream was actually himself.

"Ah~ Ugh... Don't bully your sister like that... Xue'er is so mean..."

Hearing Yi Jiang's coquettish words, he momentarily forgot the purpose of his visit and couldn't help but stop and watch.

The towering mountain peaks trembled violently due to the earth's crust moving. Her other hand had somehow moved to her chest, her fingertips gently picking up the pink cherry and rubbing it as if peeling it.

"Mmm... Xue'er... try your sister's flavor..."

"Ha...ha...that's it, great..."

Yi Jiang's breathing became increasingly rapid, her voice increasingly seductive, and her skin flushed slightly with excitement. It wasn't hard to imagine that in her dream, the two of them had already reached the crucial part.

He didn't dare to watch any longer, and quietly closed the door before leaving the courtyard.

Chapter Twenty-Nine: Drawing the Sword

"call……"

The air on Yunkui Mountain is very cold in the early morning. In the past, Yixue could always stay awake by this during her morning exercise, but not this time.

Everything he had seen in the room was still lingering in his mind; Yi Jiang's alluring appearance seemed to be right before his eyes, making it impossible for him to forget.

His body became incredibly hot, and even the dew that formed when the mist hit his body evaporated.

Yi Xue ran desperately, trying to shake the evil thoughts out of his mind, but the more he did so, the more uncontrollably those indescribable images flashed through his mind.

Worse still, as his body grew increasingly hot, the Holy Sword kept clamoring to unleash its power, and a noticeable bulge appeared on his pants, as if it were about to burst through the fabric at any moment.

Damn it!

Yi Xue cursed under her breath and quickly activated the Dragon Ice on herself, which slightly alleviated her symptoms.

"Really..."

Not long after, Yi Xue, who had exceeded her morning exercise quota, leaned against a big tree on the back mountain, panting heavily. Her strength was almost completely exhausted, so she naturally had no energy left to think about those messy things.

Moreover, thanks to Long Bing's help, he has calmed down somewhat now.

"I just wanted to apologize... how did it turn out like this..."

He scratched his head in frustration, then took out a sugar pill from his pocket and chewed it. Only when he had regained his strength did he stand up from the ground.

Picking up the wooden sword from the ground, Yi Xue began her training for the day.

Although it's called a wooden sword, it's really just a strip of hardwood shaped like a sword. The blade is so blunt that it can't even cut through leaves, but it's enough for him now.

Yi Xue took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and four large, fiery characters appeared in his mind.

Crimson Sky Sword Technique.

As those four words unfolded in his mind, his breathing unconsciously slowed down. The entire sword technique was etched into the depths of his consciousness, not just as simple as memorizing it. It was as if it were engraved directly on his soul. From the first move to the ultimate secret, the way each move was exerted, the rhythm of breathing, and the direction of the sword's edge were all clearly imprinted in his mind.

But learning this sword technique is not as simple as just knowing the moves.

The first move of the Crimson Sky Sword Technique - the drawing of the sword.

The "drawing sword technique" is a move that breaks through obstacles as soon as they appear. As the name suggests, the "drawing sword technique" is a move performed by drawing the sword. Drawing the sword is to clear obstacles in the way, which is called "breaking".

The sword-drawing technique does not involve mental state; it merely provides practitioners with the most basic problem-solving skills and abilities, which can be learned through diligent study and practice.

When the skill of drawing the sword is mastered to its peak, a single strike is enough to subdue the enemy.

The key lies in sheathing the sword, relaxing the whole body, slowing down the breathing, and then concentrating all the power into one point and exploding it at the moment of drawing the sword. It can also be called the sword-drawing technique.

This move doesn't require any fancy preparatory steps; it only requires one word: practice, practice repeatedly, until your body muscles have memorized the sword move.

With the blessing of the dragon's blood, Yi Xue is now barely qualified to practice swordsmanship.

He took a deep breath, sheathed the wooden sword back into the imaginary sheath at his waist, stood with his feet shoulder-width apart, and slightly bent his knees. His entire demeanor seemed to change.

The first time I drew my sword, the wooden sword was pulled from my waist and slashed at the air in an arc. The force was decent, but because I used too much force, I couldn't keep my body steady when I sheathed the sword. It is a big taboo to expose an opening in the battle.

The second time he drew his sword, he was able to maintain his strength and balance, but the trajectory of the sword was off. Instead of drawing it straight from the scabbard, he dragged it out at an angle. No matter how powerful the attack, it is meaningless if it cannot hit the enemy.

On the third attempt, the wooden sword struck the imaginary enemy perfectly, but the shoulder was too stiff, and the movement lacked the crispness of "cutting water with a drawn sword." It still wasn't enough; traditional kung fu emphasizes speed above all else.

Then came the fourth, the fifth, the sixth... He couldn't remember how many times he had drawn his sword. His arms began to ache, and his wrists throbbed, but he didn't stop.

The essentials of drawing the sword played back and forth in his mind. When sheathing the sword, relax your whole body. At the moment of drawing the sword, transfer the power from the soles of your feet to your waist and then to your arms, and finally burst out from your wrist. The whole process must be done in one go, without the slightest hesitation.