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

"Pfft~"

The sound of the medicinal oil sticking together, the sound of the peaks separating, and the stick pierced into the ravine with almost no resistance.

"Oh~"

The scorching hot holy sword, though it was only tightly wrapped from both sides, felt as if the warmth was surging in from all directions—how wondrous!

Yi Xue let out a comfortable sigh. Mu He'er's skin was so delicate and soft, and the position she was in now was even more exquisite. The unwashed essential oil further promoted the process. The two soft mounds naturally pressed together, like the stone with King Arthur's sword stuck in it, tightly wrapping his holy sword inside.

It's like a person who has been drifting for a long time finally finding their own home, and feeling a sense of relief at that moment.

Mu He'er also felt the burning heat on her chest, even hotter than when she used her hand. Her whole body tensed up instantly, as if she were on fire. The two sensitive spots on her chest involuntarily became more prominent. She could feel the size of that thing, extending from below all the way to the tip of her nose. The sword tip had already pierced through the mountain, to the point that she could touch it with just a slight lowering of her head. A little sword intent dripped gently onto her neck.

Yi Xue struggled to prop up her slightly weak legs and tentatively pushed forward. The tip of the Holy Sword almost pierced Mu He'er's nose. The scorching sword energy made her hold her breath, but she soon realized that holding her breath was useless.

The smell seemed to penetrate her skin and seep directly into her brain, making it impossible for her to ignore.

Seeing this, Mu He'er simply ignored it and breathed heavily, but she still subconsciously turned her head away out of shyness, her cheeks as red as if they were about to bleed, her fingers tightly gripping the bed sheet beneath her.

"Xue'er... Senior sister feels... feels really strange, her head is spinning..."

"It's alright, senior sister. Just leave everything to junior brother. Didn't we agree to become weird together?"

Yi Xue gently comforted her, reaching out to lightly brush away the slightly messy strands of hair on the other's forehead. Seeing this, Mu He'er calmed down a bit, simply lying there and entrusting everything to him.

He struggled to move forward in the narrow space, feeling the soft flesh enveloping and squeezing him with every movement. The sensation was so intense it made his scalp tingle, and he couldn't resist it at all.

Mu He'er's breathing gradually became rapid. She was no longer just lying down, but tilted her head back slightly and looked directly at the extremely impactful scene. The sword blades swept past her nose again and again, and the special smell came and went, making her somewhat unable to resist.

She has a little secret that is very difficult to talk about, the kind of thing that would definitely attract attention if spoken out.

She didn't know when it started, but after each massage, she wouldn't immediately wash her body, which was covered in medicated oil. Instead, after he left, she would lie on the sheets that still held the warmth of his body, bury her face in the spot where he had sat, and then take a deep breath.

It smelled of soapberry and medicinal oil, as well as the wonderfully warm, indescribable scent that Xue'er possessed.

She knew she was being inappropriate. Xue'er was her junior brother, the disciple of the sect leader and a genius of the sect, an innocent and naive child, but she couldn't control herself.

At this moment, she was the same. She had never been so close to the most important and strongest part of the other person's body. With just a light breath, Xue'er's scent filled her nostrils and even went directly into her head.

With each breath, her breathing became more rapid, her pupils contracted, and her gaze was completely fixed on the holy sword. Each time she drew and sheathed the sword, it would lightly graz her fruit, making her body even more sensitive.

The tingling pleasure spread from her chest throughout her body, causing her legs to involuntarily clamp together and gently rub against each other.

Yi Xue's breathing became increasingly heavy, gradually merging with Mu He'er's. He knew that the time to unleash his finishing move was fast approaching.

His speed increased rapidly, almost leaving a blur, each time brushing past those two pink fruits, causing Mu He'er's delicate body to tremble.

She never imagined that Yi Xue would change so quickly, as if she had suddenly been stimulated by something, so quickly that she couldn't keep up.

Panting heavily, Mu He'er couldn't help but plead softly.

"Ugh... Senior Sister is about to break down, please... please slow down, okay? Xue'er, be good~ Let Senior Sister rest for a bit..."

Chapter Thirty-Seven has a real talent for kneading dough!

"Ugh... Stop... please stop, senior sister is really about to collapse..."

Mu He'er's voice trembled with a hint of sobbing, yet her body trembled uncontrollably from the pleasure she felt. She felt a tingling sensation travel deep into her body, awakening that unique itching feeling, making her even stranger than before.

That's for sure, because Yi Xue secretly used a divine technique while drawing her sword. If she didn't achieve that effect, wouldn't it have been a waste?

"No way, senior sister! Didn't we agree to become weird together?"

Yi Xue leaned down to look at Mu He'er, and seeing her gradually becoming flustered and disoriented, something stirred within her. She pressed her two small hands against Mu He'er's chest, kneading them vigorously in rhythm with the sword strikes, like kneading dough to make it fuller and firmer.

"Ah... how could you be so rough? But... I'm so happy..."

Sensing Yi Xue's increasingly aggressive movements, Mu He'er couldn't help but groan. Her mind went blank. Being treated like this was too much, but she was also happy... because she had taught him the technique herself, the way to knead dough, pressing hard and rubbing back and forth, without any mistakes. She had used her authority to open a back door and transferred Yi Xue to the dining hall as a junior apprentice, thus exempting her from the usual chores.

Her original intention was to spend more time with Xue'er, but Mu He'er never imagined that what she taught Xue'er would be returned to her in this way today.

Those small hands, warmed by the heat, kneaded her breasts, sending waves of tingling sensations through her body. The feeling spread from her chest to her entire body, making her body grow hotter and hotter, while a vague emptiness welled up deep in her lower abdomen.

"Xue'er... Senior Sister, I feel so strange, please... don't dislike me like this, okay..."

Mu He'er's voice, which was filled with charming panting, began to become intermittent. Her eyes were wet as she looked at Yi Xue. She looked very aggrieved but also had a strong will, which made her very endearing.

The sight of her delicate and alluring appearance stirred his heart, and he couldn't help but lean down and gently kiss her cheek. The Holy Sword, which had already reached its peak of power, actually grew even larger, and the accumulated sword intent seemed ready to burst forth at any moment.

"Wow...it can even get bigger, that's amazing..."

Infected by Yi Xue's passionate feelings, Mu He'er blushed even more and began to speak incoherently.

[Note: The host's current behavior is not up to standard; a more aggressive approach to the massage is recommended.]

The sudden system notification made him pause. Wasn't the current situation enough? Did it require him to be even more aggressive...?

Even more radical...

Yi Xue glanced at Mu He'er's expression, which was nearing its limit, and couldn't help but swallow hard. If things got any more intense, she wondered what would become of her senior sister He'er...

He swallowed hard, a strange expectation rising in his heart. Even the Holy Sword seemed to sense his feelings, its energy surging even more intensely.

"Xue'er...?"

Mu He'er's voice interrupted his thoughts. The woman beneath him had glazed eyes filled with blurry tears, and she was breathing heavily, her chest rising and falling with her breath.

Her lips trembled slightly before she slowly uttered a few words.

Why...do we have to stop?

She spoke each word as if she had suffered a great injustice. Upon seeing this scene, Yi Xue's mind exploded, and all his previous concerns were thrown to the back of his mind.

Senior Sister He'er is just too unfair!

Yi Xue gritted her teeth, reached out and grabbed Mu He'er's hand that was hanging by her side, then slowly placed it on her chest and pressed it against those two soft curves.

Mu He'er tilted her head slightly, clearly not understanding Yi Xue's intention.

"Senior sister, can you help me? Just do what I did just now, please."

Please...please...please...

Mu He'er regained her senses for a moment, and only then did she realize that she was holding her own things with both hands. She blinked her big, watery eyes, her brain still unable to fully comprehend what was happening.

It wasn't until Yixue grasped her hand and gently guided her to close her fingers, pressing the two soft mounds together towards the center, that she felt the smoothness and softness of her skin, as well as the scorching heat that threatened to burn her, and only then did she come back to her senses.

"This, this is... Xue'er, did you really want your senior sister to do this? This is... this is too much..."

Mu He'er's ears turned bright red, and she was so embarrassed that she couldn't stand it. But when she recalled that Yi Xue had done the same thing to her just now, the feeling was just... The next second, her hands moved involuntarily.

It's alright, it's not a big deal. Besides, Xue'er asked me for help, how could she refuse...

She took a deep breath, slowly closed her eyes, and without Yixue's further guidance, she took the initiative to press her hands on the soft curves of her chest, applying slight pressure with her ten fingers, and then began to squeeze. Then, without any instruction, she began to slowly slide up and down.

The plump, soft flesh changed shape in her palm, and the smooth skin rubbed against each other. Yi Xue didn't expect that her senior sister He'er was so talented, and she almost used up her ultimate move.

"Yes...that's right, Senior Sister He'er did a great job, you're amazing..."

Xue'er praised me! Xue'er praised me! Xue'er praised me! She said I'm amazing! I'm so happy!

Upon receiving the praise, Mu He'er seemed to be injected with adrenaline. She bit her lip lightly and worked even harder with her hands. It can only be said that she is indeed worthy of being the manager of the dining hall; her dough-kneading skills are much better than Yi Xue's.

Mu He'er's initiative made Yi Xue gasp, but fortunately it was still within his tolerance. He licked his dry lips, turned his head slightly to look back, quickly calculated the distance, and confirmed that he could reach her.

He slowly slid his hand down her waist, his fingertips tracing the graceful curves of her lower abdomen, finally slipping inside the thin fabric that was lightly damp, the warm, moist droplets wetting his fingers.

It was very well maintained there, like a lawn that had been carefully trimmed.

Mu He'er's body stiffened, but her hands did not stop moving. It was as if an electric current had passed through her body, and from that spot onwards, her whole body was filled with a tingling sensation.

She could feel Yi Xue's nimble fingers passing through the entrance to the crevice forest, roaming freely through the muddy swamp. Every step she took through the mud made her tremble, while the inexplicable emptiness deep within her body grew stronger, almost threatening to devour her reason.

However, her remaining rationality led her to say things that were completely contrary to her inner desires.

"Don't...don't touch there..."

Chapter Thirty-Eight: Let's...go together...

"Xue'er...no, you're still too young, you can't touch there..."

Although her remaining rationality led her to refuse, the pleasure seeping in gradually made her lower her defenses. Her body trembled uncontrollably, and her two plump and slender legs couldn't help but tighten slightly. But Yi Xue's hand had already reached out, and her current actions were futile, like a lamb entering a tiger's den.

Yi Xue could clearly feel the damp heat and warmth coming from his fingertips. He hadn't expected that just from his first touch, this place would overflow like this, like a mountain torrent breaking through a dam, completely out of control.

"Pfft pfft~"

Mu He'er felt an unbearable sensation coming from below, as if her soul had been ripped away, leaving only her hands mechanically moving.

"Senior sister...please don't just think about me, I also want to help you."

"Could you...help me?"

At this moment, Mu He'er was in a very dazed state and could only vaguely hear these two words.

Oh... I was trying to help Xue'er solve her problem, how could I forget...?

"Mmm...okay..."

She smiled and nodded somewhat absentmindedly.

Yi Xue was stunned. Before he could react, Mu He'er spontaneously quickened her movements. She even brought her mouth slightly close to the sword's edge and gently exhaled, her warm breath bringing a strong tingling sensation.

"hiss……"

At the same time, a strong gravitational pull came from below. While enduring the overwhelming pleasure, Yi Xue gently moved her fingers, skillfully manipulating the slippery passage.

"Well……"

Feeling the pleasure coming from there, she began to make sounds uncontrollably, but after realizing that she was making such shameful sounds, she shut her mouth tightly.

Her last shred of reason told her to maintain her senior sister's dignity; she couldn't do it here, at least not in front of Xue'er.

Looking at her like this, Yi Xue felt that her senior sister He'er had become even more adorable, making people want to cherish her. She also quickened her pace in her kung fu.

Mu He'er gritted her teeth, trying not to make a sound, and twisted her body weakly, but no matter how she moved, she could not break free from Yi Xue's "clutches". Moreover, she did not really want to break free. She just felt too ashamed. She never expected that her usually well-behaved and sensible junior brother would be so wicked at this time.

Her body trembled uncontrollably, and her legs shook violently as if in spasms. She felt her mind was completely chaotic, unable to concentrate, and unable to remember anything. She only knew that the person in front of her was very important, and only waves of tingling sensations surged up from the chasm and spread throughout her body.

"Ugh... Waaah..."

Yi Xue grinned mischievously. Mu He'er looked quite disheveled, but also very cute. Her face was flushed red, and the tears that fell ruined her carefully prepared makeup. She gritted her teeth and tried her best to endure it. Seeing this, Yi Xue raised an eyebrow, withdrew a finger, and pressed down slightly on the small button.

"Hmm!"

"Senior sister~"

Mu He'er shook her head frantically, her whole body a mess, and she didn't dare let Yi Xue see her current state.

Little did she know, Yi Xue wanted to see her like this.

Mu He'er's legs clenched and unclenched repeatedly, occasionally kicking wildly like a newborn antelope. She sensed that something powerful was about to come.

Yi Xue on the other side was in the same situation. His Holy Sword was throbbing painfully, much more so than the last time. He quickened his pace, watching Mu He'er struggling to suppress her grievances.

"Senior sister...go ahead and scream if you want. I've closed the windows and doors, no one will hear you."

But clearly, these words did not make her budge. She shook her head desperately, her hair flying wildly. She was determined not to scream. She would rather die than let Xue'er hear that embarrassing sound, otherwise she would definitely become the disgraceful senior sister in Xue'er's eyes!

Seeing this, Yi Xue frowned slightly, quickened her fingers a bit, and whispered in Mu He'er's ear, as if it were the whisper of a demon.

"It's okay... Senior sister, don't worry about me, because I just like seeing you like this... I like hearing you make that kind of sound."

I don't think my senior sister's behavior is inappropriate at all; on the contrary, I think she's quite adorable.

"Eh...?"

What did Xue'er just say? He said I'm cute like this... He likes to see me acting silly like this...

Xue'er... likes me?!

Click~

"Aaaaaah!!~~"

Mu He'er felt her whole body trembling, as if something had completely shattered. Intense joy mixed with pleasure washed over her body, her two jade legs spread wide open, her toes outstretched.

She couldn't hold back any longer; the emotions she had been suppressing finally burst forth. She simply loved Xue'er—she loved her, loved her, loved her, loved her!!!

That wasn't enough for her; she wanted more, more to experience, more to savor, more to be satisfied, and more to be satisfied. She wanted Yixue!

Yi Xue felt her hands being covered by a surge of warm water, which sprayed far away, completely soaking the sheets and fabric.

[Ding~ Deep massage complete, good job! It seems the host has a very high *IQ.]