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

It sounds simple, but in practice it's a completely different story.

"Drink!"

Finally, after what she considered a perfect sword draw, Yi Xue exhaled a breath of stale air, twirled her sword, and then sheathed it.

Just then, he felt a chill run down his spine, just like the last time he felt in the dining hall; someone was deliberately watching him.

Yi Xue did not turn around rashly. He slowly put the wooden sword back at his waist, adjusted his breathing, and then drew the sword again.

This sword strike was even more swift than before. The sound of the wooden sword cutting through the air was crisp, like tearing a thin piece of cloth. This sword strike happened to cut a withered leaf falling from the tree behind him.

Then he turned around and looked at the big tree behind him where he often rested.

Upon closer inspection, there was nothing behind the tree, not even any signs of trampling, but he did not let his guard down.

"...Come out, I see you."

After a moment of silence following the words, a pair of pure white cat ears slowly emerged from the treetops high above.

Next came her entire face, with delicate features, wheat-colored skin, and amber eyes that shone exceptionally bright in the morning light. The only flaw was her expression, which was very flat, like a stagnant pool.

With a light leap, she arrived in front of Yi Xue, startling him so much that he quickly took several steps back. Seeing that she had frightened him, the woman did not approach him, but merely tilted her head slightly to examine him.

Seeing that the other party did not show any obvious hostility, Yi Xue put down the wooden sword, touched the ground with the tip of the sword, and tilted her head to look at her, just like she did.

Neither of them spoke; they simply stood a few steps apart, sizing each other up.

"So high..."

Upon closer inspection, Yi Xue realized that the woman in front of her was frighteningly tall. It wasn't just a matter of being tall; she was estimated to be over 1.9 meters tall, and she was also hunched over, as if she was deliberately trying to make herself appear shorter, but to no avail.

The other person had short, neat white hair and wore a modified Yunyan Mountain Taoist robe, revealing his thighs and abdomen. His belly, without an ounce of fat, was outlined with strong abs, and his slender legs also had obvious muscle lines, giving him a strong and powerful look that he exercised regularly.

However, what is even more eye-catching is the huge sword she carries on her back. It is more like an iron pillar that has been carved into the shape of a sword. It is difficult to lift it, let alone swing it.

The person in front of him was carrying it on his back with a blank expression, and showed no signs of fatigue. This made him curious about who this black cat was and what his purpose was in seeking him out.

"that……"

Chapter Thirty: The Sword Maniac

"that……"

Just as Yi Xue was about to ask a question, a system notification popped up before he could.

[Ding~ Target of affection detected]

[Name: Mo Yun'er]

[Charm Value: 93]

[Identity: Disciple of Yunkui Mountain (Black Cat Xiren)]

[Affection Level: 45 (Unfamiliar)]

[Evaluation: A sword fanatic, possessing an obsession with everything and everyone related to swords that is difficult for ordinary people to understand; in other aspects, however, he is as pure as a blank sheet of paper. Please handle your interactions with him carefully.]

Yi Xue raised an eyebrow, not expecting a new target of affection to appear so radiantly. Sword fanatic... is that it? Then he could probably guess why the other party would be monitoring him.

"...What were you looking at just now?"

After thinking for a moment, Yi Xue spoke first.

Her cat ears twitched twice, her gaze shifted from his face to the wooden sword, then back to his face, before she spoke softly, as if talking to herself.

"What sword technique were you practicing just now?"

As expected, if someone is obsessed with swords, then they're probably only interested in swords.

Yi Xue looked down at the wooden sword in her hand, then at Mo Yun'er. Her ears perked up as if she had spotted prey, trembling slightly, as if something had completely captivated her attention.

"Crimson Sky Sword Technique".

He pursed his lips. Since they were from the same sect, it wouldn't hurt to reveal a little, right?

Mo Yun'er's tail bristled, and a hint of emotion finally appeared on her expressionless face. Her amber eyes widened slightly, and she took a deep breath, her lips moving as if she wanted to say something but didn't know how.

However, judging from her expression, it didn't seem like she was organizing her thoughts. It was more like someone who had been starving for a long time suddenly smelled the aroma of food and was already excited just by smelling it, even before taking a bite.

"...Could we practice it one more time?"

She managed to squeeze out just a few words at the end. Although she seemed unapproachable, she was surprisingly taciturn... Heh, kind of cute.

Yi Xue paused for a moment, then smiled slightly, she put the wooden sword back into her waistband, spread her feet apart, loosely gripped the hilt with her right hand, and then drew the sword.

The sound of the wooden sword cutting through the air rang out again. This time, he deliberately slowed down his sword-wielding movements to make the entire trajectory clearer.

Mo Yun'er's eyes were fixed on the trajectory of the sword tip. Her focused expression was no longer just watching, but rather disassembling the sword. Every movement of the sword was broken down by her gaze into countless tiny details of force exertion, and then pieced back together to form a complete sword move.

Her body began to tremble uncontrollably, her breathing became rapid with excitement, and her tail swayed gently behind her, but she herself seemed completely unaware of it.

[Mo Yun'er's favorability +5%, current favorability 50]

"The move of drawing the sword," Yi Xue said with a smile after sheathing her sword, "the first move of the Crimson Sky Sword Technique."

Mo Yun'er paused for a moment, thought for a while before speaking, her voice more serious than before.

"...Will you come here to practice your sword tomorrow?"

Yi Xue rested the wooden sword on his shoulder, tilted his head and looked at her with a somewhat surprised expression. He had originally thought that Mo Yun'er would directly ask him to teach her the Crimson Sky Sword Technique.

But look at her tail again; it's trembling very rapidly with a tiny amplitude, as if suppressing some emotion that's about to erupt.

Seeing this, Yi Xue suddenly had the idea of ​​teasing Mo Yun'er.

"Not necessarily, it depends on the situation."

Her cat ears drooped, her face darkened, her lips pursed, and her tail stopped wagging. Although her expression didn't change much, it was enough to show her disappointment.

"Uh... but it'll probably come. It's rare to have a place where I can train in peace, and I don't want anyone to take it away from me."

Seeing Mo Yun'er's expression, Yi Xue felt a sudden panic and quickly changed her words.

"Really?"

Her cat ears perked up again, a glint of light flashed in her amber eyes, and her tone finally showed a slight change.

"Yes, it will come."

Mo Yun'er nodded slightly, then left the back mountain, looking back several times as she did so. Several times she looked at him as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she said nothing.

Judging from the arc of its tail wagging, it seemed quite happy... Thinking of this, Yi Xue smiled helplessly. This senior sister was actually surprisingly easy to understand.

That night, in Mu He'er's room.

Mu He'er lay on the bed unguarded, wearing only thin clothes, her chin resting on her crossed arms, her tail drooping limply on Yi Xue's thigh, occasionally sweeping lazily.

Seeing this, Yi Xue swallowed hard, then shook her head and knelt down beside her. After warming her hands by rubbing them together, she slowly placed them on her back shoulders, her little thumbs gently pressing along the edge of her shoulder blades.

The first time, Mu He'er's shoulders tightened suddenly. The second time, she buried her face in the pillow and let out a long "hmm." Her tail gently wrapped around Yi Xue's receding hairline and unconsciously rubbed against it. The third time, it was as if her bones had been removed. Her body went completely limp, and even her ears drooped limply on both sides of her hair, turning a faint pink.

"Xue'er~ Your cooking skills have improved again, haven't they..."

[Your massage felt so good, I can't live without you anymore!]

Yi Xue swallowed hard, but her hands didn't stop moving. Her fingers gently slid to a certain part of her body and pressed lightly, causing her senior sister beneath her to tremble violently once again.

Yi Xue is now quite skilled at massage, and aside from the occasional strange remarks from her senior sister He'er, it's actually quite pleasant.

He now knows exactly how Mu He'er reacts, such as how long to massage her shoulders before she starts to feel sleepy, how much pressure to apply to her back before she starts to hum softly, and how long to massage her waist muscles before they become soft and yielding. He knows all of these things by heart.

Her shoulders were stiffer than usual today, probably because she had been standing in front of the stove for too long in the afternoon. So he spent a little more time massaging that small area clockwise with the heel of his palm until her tail completely softened before removing his hand.

"Senior sister," he said casually as he pressed the button, "there's a senior sister named Mo Yun'er on the mountain, who's called Black Cat Xiren. Do you know her?"

Mu He'er's ears twitched, but she didn't answer immediately. After a few seconds, she turned her head from under the pillow, revealing one eye and looking at him with a seductive gaze.

"Yes, I know. What's wrong? Why are you suddenly asking about her?"

"I ran into him this morning while practicing swordsmanship. He seemed... quite interested in me."

Yi Xue's hands didn't stop moving. Her thumb gently pushed down along the right side of her spine with even force, inch by inch, until it reached the tailbone.

Mu He'er blushed, her body swaying slightly in sync with his movements. Noticing Yi Xue's hand gradually approaching that spot, she buried her face back in the pillow in embarrassment.

“Yoona, that child… she started learning the trade a little later than me, so she’s of the same generation as your master… Ouch~ be gentle…” Mu He’er paused for a moment, then said in a muffled voice, “Her father used to be a disciple on the mountain, and he was a famous swordsmith.”

"A swordsmith?"

Chapter Thirty-One: In-Depth Massage

"A swordsmith?"

“Yes, his craftsmanship is excellent. He forged more than half of the swords on the mountain.” Mu He’er paused and then continued, “Later, her mother died in the cave. I don’t remember exactly which year, but Yun’er was still very young at the time. After that, her father became a different person. He spent all his time in front of the sword-forging furnace, saying that he wanted to forge a sword that could rival Qingming.”

"With a sword like that, no one will die in the void anymore—that's probably what he was thinking."

Yi Xue paused for a moment. Comparable to the Azure Sea Sword? He had read some books these days and naturally knew what the Azure Sea Sword was. It was the treasure of Yun Kui Mountain, forged by the first sect master of Yun Kui Mountain. It contained great power. As long as there was a suitable user, one person and one sword could sweep away the void. It was a true divine weapon.

How much effort must one put in to dare to set their sights on something like this?

"and after?"

"Later, the void spread, and several villages at the foot of the mountain suffered disaster. He went with the previous sect leader's rescue team and never came back." Mu He'er's voice was very calm, as if she was recounting a story that had been told many times before, but there was a faint sadness in her tone. "His only possession was a sword blank, unsharpened, as rough as an iron rod. Yun'er has carried it with her ever since."

Yi Xue didn't reply. He suddenly remembered the way Mo Yun'er had squatted on that old tree that morning, watching him practice his sword. When he asked her what she was looking at, she didn't say "looking at you," but rather "looking at your swordsmanship."

When the sword was mentioned, her amber eyes shone so brightly that they seemed to be looking at something lost and found, not at a person.

Hmm... So, did my sword practice remind her of something...? No, it's probably just that she's interested in the Crimson Sky Sword Technique, since we've only just met.

"Hmm~ that child... she's quite withdrawn now, doesn't interact with people much, doesn't talk much, and always eats alone in a corner." Mu He'er sighed with some regret, her tone like that of a mother worried about her daughter's future. "Besides swords, she doesn't seem interested in anything, so I was actually quite surprised when I found out you could talk to her."

"Although Yoon-ah looks a bit fierce, she's actually a good kid at heart. Xue'er, just do your senior sister a favor and get along well with her, okay?"

"Yes, I made an appointment with Senior Sister Yoona to practice swordsmanship together tomorrow."

Yi Xue nodded gently upon hearing this, and then smiled and said.

Senior Sister He'er really loves to worry, but since he also had the same idea, let's just agree.

"Oh, I see. Xue'er is such a good child!"

Mu He'er smiled and didn't say anything more, just buried her face back in the pillow.

[That's wonderful! Your senior sister wants to give you a reward... I wonder what else Xue'er likes besides eating?]

"Cough cough..."

Yi Xue coughed lightly twice and continued what he was doing, from his senior sister's fragrant shoulders to her delicate and soft waist, and from her waist down, he took meticulous care of every inch of her muscles and skin.

His hands no longer needed to deliberately search for acupoints as they had at the beginning. He only needed to slide his fingers over her skin, and his fingers would naturally stop at the stiffest spot, gently press and knead to loosen it, and then slide to the next position.

The whole process was seamless and efficient, just like a highly efficient massage machine.

Mu He'er's breathing gradually became high and long, and every now and then she would let out a few extremely comfortable and charming gasps.

Her fingers unconsciously clenched the pillowcase, tightening and loosening intermittently, as if she were being driven mad by the pleasurable sensation. Her slender tail lost all its strength, becoming as soft as a silk scarf fluttering in the wind, yet it still tightly wrapped around his waist, preventing him from pulling away even an inch.

"Phew... that's about it for tonight..."

Just as his hands were about to touch that plump, soft flesh, Yi Xue stopped.

He reached for a towel and wiped the essential oil off his hands. Just as he was about to say that it was time to call it a night, the system panel suddenly popped up. Instead of the usual white text, it displayed a line of pale gold text, which slowly unfolded as he looked on with some surprise.

[The host has been detected to have mastered basic massage techniques, and Muhe'er's tolerance for body massage has reached the required level.]

[To enhance the therapeutic effect, a "special" massage of the target area is recommended.]

Yi Xue was stunned for a moment, then stared at the word "special" for a long time, her expression becoming increasingly suspicious.

"...Sigh~ What kind of special massage is this?"

[This mode is an advanced feature of the Divine Hand, and can only be used when the target has a high degree of trust in the host and is completely relaxed.]

[Effect: Significantly increases target's favorability, greatly relieves meridian blockage, and triggers random buffs based on target's constitution after massage.]

[The operation method is fundamentally different from basic massage and requires the user to experience it for themselves.]

Yi Xue placed the used towel on the bedside table, glanced down at Mu He'er lying on the bed, who was still in that lazy state, her face buried in the pillow, her ears occasionally twitching, clearly still not recovered from the afterglow of the massage.

Figure it out for yourself...

Yi Xue looked at his hands, which were gradually becoming hot from the massage. He also noticed that whenever the system used such vague language, nothing good ever came of it, so he hesitated.

But when he thought about how it could help heal his senior sister He'er's blocked meridians, he ultimately decided to put his palm back on Mu He'er's back.

"Senior sister."