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

[Even at a time like this, you're still thinking about complaining. Typical of you.]

Seeing the system pop up at this moment, Yi Xue couldn't help but feel angry. Just as she was about to speak, Mo Yun'er on top of her became restless. She adjusted her position slightly and pressed her upper body against Yi Xue's body. Her full peaches moved down slightly to her thighs, that rather sensitive spot.

"!?"

Yi Xue was shocked. He could feel the soft mounds of her breasts pressing against his chest. Even through the thin fabric, he could feel their temperature and shape. Compared to Senior Sister He'er, Mo Yun'er's breasts seemed to be more elastic. Was it because of their size...?

Wait, is this the time to be thinking about this?!

Yi Xue shook her head violently and looked at Mo Yun'er, who was pressing down on him. Her face was very red, as if the redness was coming from deep within her skin. Her body was flushed with heat from his touch, which was transmitted to him through her clothes.

Her lips parted slightly, and her amber eyes were filled with a hazy, watery light. She exuded a faint fragrance. Yi Xue was slightly taken aback. Mo Yun'er didn't seem like the type to dress up or do makeup. Why would she use such a strangely scented perfume?

However, he didn't know at the time that the slightly dizzying smell was not the so-called perfume.

Mo Yun'er lay on him, panting for a while before speaking. Her voice was a little sticky than usual, and if you listened carefully, you could hear a hint of grievance.

"Comfortable……"

Yi Xue thought she had misheard and paused for a few seconds before replying.

"...What did you say, Senior Sister?"

"That felt so good... Let's do it again."

Chapter 44 Even Rookies Have Their Lucky Periods?!

"Again... the one from before..."

Before Yixue could respond, Mo Yun'er instinctively rubbed against him, as if that would bring back the feeling from before.

Her soft breasts were flattened with her movements, then bounced back the moment she stood up. Her full, peach-like breasts pressed against the holy sword, rubbing against the fabric as if wiping the blade.

As the other person moved, Yi Xue immediately felt the burning heat in her body reignite. Fortunately, Mo Yun'er was completely innocent in this regard, and her current behavior was no different from children's play to Yi Xue, who had already had a few experiences.

However, this can't go on forever. After all, there's an old saying in Yunkui Mountain: "With enough effort, even an iron rod can be ground into a needle." If he keeps being relentlessly pressured like this, he can't guarantee that nothing unexpected will happen.

After all, his own child has never been very obedient...

Mo Yun'er was extremely frustrated. Although her actions did have some effect, the pleasure they brought was far less than the light touch from the other party earlier. Her body was clearly burning with discomfort, but she couldn't get rid of it at all.

This unfamiliar sense of oppression made her feel a little uncomfortable. She picked up Yi Xue's clothes from her chest with her mouth and gently tore at them in a fit of anger, while a soft, cat-like whimpering sound came from deep in her throat.

"Meow...meow..."

After an unknown amount of time, she finally stopped her childish behavior. Mo Yun'er nestled against his chest, her ears drooping sadly, her voice soft and pitiful.

"Again...please..."

She had probably never said such words to anyone in her life, and now it didn't sound like a request, but more like an uncontrollable murmur after some instinct was awakened.

What Yi Xue touched her lower abdomen just now might have been just a three-second tingling sensation for others, but for her, it was a long-awaited moment of touching someone else's warmth again, especially in such an intimate way.

Her mother passed away early, and her father spent all his time in front of the sword-forging furnace. The two of them rarely saw each other, let alone hugged her. During the years she grew up in Yun Kui Mountain, no one had ever been close to her. All the sect leader and her senior sister could do was pat her head and offer a few words of concern and comfort (partly because Mo Yun'er usually ignored everything else).

Yi Xue's actions opened a door that had been closed for many years, allowing Mo Yun'er to feel a long-lost warmth, and now she wants more.

Mo Yun'er pressed herself against him, pleading, but the strength in her hands didn't lessen at all, as if she was afraid he would escape.

Looking into those wet, amber eyes, Yi Xue was taken aback for a moment, then looked somewhat embarrassed. He carefully considered his words before speaking.

"Senior sister... what you just did was actually a special massage technique. If you feel uncomfortable anywhere, we can find a time to give you a proper massage in another place."

She stared at Yi Xue, her eyes lighting up instantly, her voice tinged with surprise.

"Now...I want it!"

When she said this, it sounded like she was issuing a very serious command, but the last syllable of her voice rose slightly with joy, carrying a hint of barely concealed eagerness.

Actually, she hadn't heard a word Yi Xue said; all she knew was that he said the massage could be done again.

"Uh... okay..."

Yi Xue knew that she had no choice but to agree. The place he had chosen in the back mountain was extremely secluded and usually no one would come here. She thought that if she used the Divine Hand slightly, no one would find out.

He gently moved his hand away from her knees, placed his palm back on her lower abdomen, and pressed his thumb down two fingers below her navel, then massaged it in a clockwise circle.

"Meow! Meow~~"

The sudden stimulation made Mo Yun'er tense up. Her back arched sharply, her body trembled involuntarily, and a suppressed sob escaped her throat.

She tried her best not to make a sound, but her tail betrayed her. The tail quietly wrapped around Yi Xue's wrist and then tightened, gently rubbing against it as if urging her to move.

Although I'm not used to getting a massage in this state, it's manageable, so I'll just satisfy the other person for now.

As Yi Xue thought this, she didn't stop her hands, gently pushing that warmth into Mo Yun'er's body. Mo Yun'er's breathing gradually became steady, and then she let out a comfortable groan.

She buried her face in the crook of his neck, her nose gently brushing against his collarbone, her lips slightly parted, her breath hot and ticklish against his neck, her fingertips still clutching the edge of his collar, though not as tightly as before, but not completely loose.

Looking at her like this, Yi Xue suddenly recalled what Mu He'er had said: "That child may look fierce, but he is actually a good child."

Thinking about it this way, although Mo Yun'er appears to be a cold and aloof senior sister with superb sword skills who is hard to approach, in many ways she is actually more like a child who is naive and ignorant of the world.

As one of the few people who had seen this side of Mo Yun'er, Yi Xue naturally felt the urge to take care of her more.

With this in mind, he began to focus more on massaging Mo Yun'er, striving to give her an unprecedented massage experience.

But it was this focus that made him overlook something he should have noticed, and by the time he came to his senses, it was too late.

The massage continued for about fifteen minutes before Yixue realized that things were starting to get a little strange.

At first, there were only subtle changes, but Mo Yun'er's breathing became more rapid and hot without her realizing it, with each breath accompanied by a slight tremor. Now, the sound was so loud that it could not be ignored.

Her fingers no longer just gripped his collar, but began to slowly move upwards, her fingertips gently brushing against his collarbone, lingering and circling around his neck. Her fingertips were very hot, so hot that Yi Xue subconsciously shrank his neck, but she did not stop there. Instead, she pressed her entire palm against his neck, her movements gentle like a caress, yet carrying a hint of barely perceptible aggression.

Then she started to press herself against Yi Xue, not just in a coquettish way, but she pressed her whole body against him, her chest, waist, and full breasts pressed tightly against him, as if she wanted to embed herself into his body.

She was already much taller than him, and now her posture completely enveloped him. The sunlight was blocked by her body, and his vision gradually dimmed. All he could see was her loose white hair, her flushed face with an unreadable expression, and her amber eyes.

Those eyes were veiled in a thin mist, the pupils were wide open, and only a very thin gold line remained around the edges.

“…Senior Sister?” Yi Xue called out tentatively, but there was no response. Seeing this, he moved his hand away from her lower back and gently patted her shoulder. “Senior Sister Yun’er, I can’t continue massaging you like this. Why don’t you turn over first…”

Before she could finish speaking, Mo Yun'er seemed to have been greatly stimulated. She put her arm under his armpit, grabbed his back, and pulled him into her arms.

"Senior sister, what's wrong... um! ~"

Before he could ask any more questions, Mo Yun'er pressed her lips against his, her tongue unexpectedly invading his mouth. His mind exploded. Her lips were softer than he had imagined, the burning sensation was undeniable, and the action was so rough.

[Target detected: Mo Yun'er, currently in a special physiological state.]

[Note: Some people may periodically enter a special "sexual urge" state due to retained animalistic habits. In this state, the target's body temperature rises, heart rate increases, and behavioral control decreases, resulting in a strong need for physical contact. This is a normal physiological phenomenon and will not cause any problems if handled properly.]

[Additional information: The triggering conditions for the flare-up are not yet clear, but it is highly likely to be related to the target's emotional fluctuations, ambient temperature, and appropriate external stimuli.]

"Ugh... Waaaaaah... Waaaaaah!!! (You're telling me that even Xiren has a period?!)"

Chapter Forty-Five: On the Edge of Depravity

"Waaaaah... Waaaaah!! (Are you kidding me? Humans don't have periods!)"

[Answer: Humans are actually one of the few animals that are in a state of sexual arousal all year round. It's just that, due to their bloodline, some people are more difficult to control in certain aspects.]

Hearing the system's explanation, Yi Xue let out a sobbing sound as if she wanted to cry but couldn't.

Mo Yun'er's sudden and forceful kiss threw him into an unprecedented state of panic. The words of dissuasion and refusal that were about to be uttered were all swallowed back down by her soft, fragrant tongue.

This is completely different from what Yi Jiang and Mu He'er did back then. If their gentle, half-hearted approach to Yi Xue was gentle, then this time it was an extremely forceful invasion.

Mo Yun'er pressed all her weight onto him, her fragrant tongue forcefully invading his mouth, licking the sweet saliva in his mouth with relish. Her relentless attacks gave him no chance to breathe. Her arms tightly clamped his body, her flexible long tail wrapped around his waist, binding him more tightly than ever before, while his lower body was firmly restrained by her long, slender legs, leaving him no room to loosen his grip.

The size difference between the two made their posture even more bizarre, as if he was about to be swallowed whole by the other. Unable to move, Yi Xue could only let out weak whimpers. Only the Holy Sword refused to yield. The terrifying behemoth had already been poised to break through the suffocating sweet shackles because of the other's actions.

Yi Xue's face flushed red, his consciousness began to blur, and his mind was gradually filled with the violent pink. He used his last bit of strength to try to resist Mo Yun'er, who was holding him tightly, but even though he had trained desperately, his strength was still unable to shake the other's powerful body.

His pale little hand hurriedly reached forward and landed squarely on that elastic softness. He wanted to push her away, but it turned into a kneading motion that seemed to be both reluctant and shy.

"Meow~~~~"

Mo Yun'er gave a soft hum, but she didn't stop. Instead, she placed her warm palm on his hand and guided him to rub her breasts more vigorously.

Yi Xue's actions were futile; the more he resisted, the more he fueled the lust in the other's heart.

The lack of oxygen gradually blurred his consciousness, and his bones felt as if they were about to melt under the other person's kiss. He could only instinctively respond to the other person's demands in a hazy state. He was like a puppet leaning against Mo Yun'er's arms, letting her manipulate his body.

Noticing Yi Xue's response, Mo Yun'er became even more excited, and then relentlessly assaulted him with her extremely aggressive kisses. Gradually, Yi Xue stopped resisting.

Although the methods were extremely brutal, he could indeed feel a bit of pleasure from the other party's actions, not to mention that his holy sword was being constantly pressed by the other party's smooth lower abdomen, gradually approaching the edge of sword intent resonance.

A voice in my head murmured: "Just let yourself sink like this... Don't think about anything... It's fine..."

But soon, a turning point appeared. Seemingly finding this way of kissing a bit too boring, Mo Yun'er switched to a more intense kissing style.

The invading tongue stirred incessantly in his mouth, his lips pressed tightly together and then separated, then pressed together again, making very unpleasant slurping sounds.

Such an intense kiss seemed not to convey love or desire, but merely to make him one's possession, while continuously delivering one's alluring pheromones into the other's body, and tirelessly savoring every sweet taste in the other's mouth.

But it was precisely because of this behavior that Yi Xue, who had been deprived of oxygen for a long time, was able to recapture the scent of air. While responding to the other party, he took deep breaths of the cool air. As his consciousness gradually returned to clarity, he subconsciously used Dragon Ice on himself, which allowed his brain to gradually return to a state where he could think.

But this was only temporary. His body was still roaring, wanting to release its pent-up desires. If he didn't escape danger soon, he would eventually fall at the feet of Yoona.

[Host consciousness has been detected. What a sorry sight, to be reduced to such a wretched state.]

It's hard! It's hard! My fist is hard!!!

[Ahem, getting back to the point, in order to assist this unhelpful host, this system has decided to consume all of the host's current favorability points to randomly select a reward that might be of assistance.]

Hey, don't you want to listen to what you're saying?!

[Oh, by the way, the protest was invalid because the system has already completed the process, and the reward is being drawn...]

[Congratulations, host, you have received the reward - Beast King's Breath (S): When using this skill, the user will have a natural suppressive force on beast-like targets or targets with beast-like characteristics, and can make them obey the user's commands to a certain extent. Those with strong will can resist.]

PS: This skill only works on targets that have already been defeated. The Beast King commands respect without anger, overwhelming opponents with his mere presence and winning without a fight. However, the throne is not bestowed upon him; only those who triumph in battle can attain this honor.

Yi Xue was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but smile bitterly to herself. It really was a skill prepared entirely for this kind of occasion. The perfect fit made it hard not to suspect that the system was doing it on purpose.

Beast King's Breath, activate!

The next instant, a golden light flashed in his eyes, and a power carrying the scent of pine resin and earth burst forth from his body. Mo Yun'er was stunned, her eyes widening slightly. She saw a blurry beastly figure slowly emerge behind Yi Xue. It was elegant, majestic, and intelligent, yet also possessed a wild and powerful aura, as if it were the embodiment of the best of all beasts, making people involuntarily want to submit to it.

The beastly figure seemed to come from a very, very ancient era, a time before the void, before the ether, before those suffocating disasters, when there were only wild beasts and forests, prey and hunters, and the survival rules etched deep into the marrow of one's bones.

She reluctantly released her lips, their mouths still wet with the lingering moisture and the warm breath they exhaled.

Mo Yun'er gently cupped Yi Xue's cheeks, which were slightly flushed from the kisses, in her hands. She was eager to take more, but her body, under some irresistible instinct, stopped its invasion of him.

Yi Xue breathed a slight sigh of relief upon seeing this. Although she was still unable to move, at least she wouldn't be kissed so much that she would be dizzy.

"Now, it's time to think carefully... about how to get out of this situation."

Chapter 46 Faced with her senior sister's fiery outburst, Yi Xue's choice was to maintain the Holy Sword.

"...Senior Sister?"

Yi Xue called out tentatively and immediately received a response.

"...Gulp~ Junior Brother..."

Mo Yun'er replied in a trembling voice, accompanied by the gurgling sound of swallowing saliva. Her body was completely soaked with sweat. The thin fabric clung tightly to her skin, outlining her slender waist and the contours of her back. Sweat slid down the lines of her neck, dripped onto his collarbone, and then flowed down his chest.

Her chest, glistening with moisture, rose and fell with rapid breaths. She clenched her teeth, her body trembling uncontrollably, as if she were trying her best to endure something. He tentatively touched her face; it was frighteningly hot, as if it would burn his hand.

"...Junior brother...I feel unwell..."

Mo Yun'er groaned weakly, her face flushed an unnatural red, burning bright red. Sweat soaked her delicate features, making her look extremely disheveled, as if she were steaming.

She looked at Yi Xue with hazy eyes, her hand clutching his clothes trembling abnormally. Something was surging within her, and if it wasn't satisfied, it would continue to ravage her body.

Even so, she still did not choose to attack Yi Xue. Instead, she looked at him with an almost yearning gaze, secretly hoping that he could help her solve her problem.

Her current condition is not optimistic, but her uncontrollable lust has a morbid allure.

"Senior sister?!"

Yi Xue panicked for a moment and hurriedly tried to check the other person's condition. Mo Yun'er, however, showed extremely contradictory behavior. She longed for the other person's touch, but a voice in her heart warned her to stay away. But when she tried to let go of the other person, her hands seemed to hold on even tighter as if they were not under her control.

"System, what's going on?"

[Answer: Due to the effects of the Beast King's Breath skill, Mo Yun'er is being forced to suppress the symptoms of her climax, and is about to reach her limit.]

What would happen if we reached the limit?

Hearing the system's reply, Yi Xue suddenly felt uneasy.

[Answer: If not addressed promptly, it will cause irreversible damage to Mo Yun'er's body, ranging from mild coma to severe brain damage and mental instability.]