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

Yi Xue grabbed her hand, pulling them closer together. He kissed her more passionately, as if he wanted to mark her, kissing her from her cheek down to her neck, collarbone, and finally slowly moving to her chest.

"Uh-huh~"

The moment his lips touched hers, Yi Xuan's body trembled involuntarily. They were such warm, such soft lips, like freshly baked cotton candy pressed tightly against her sensitive breasts.

Yi Xuan bit her lower lip, forcibly suppressing the groan that almost escaped her lips. She could feel a tingling sensation gradually spreading from the peak of her breasts, traveling down the point of contact, and finally converging into an indescribable heat in her lower abdomen.

What's even more deadly is that Yi Xue seems to be able to accurately detect the changes in her body. He gently presses a small hand on her smooth lower abdomen. His movements are so light and gentle, but the surging heat in her body seems to have been greatly stimulated, and it boils even more, as if it is about to set her on fire.

This experience made her feel unfamiliar and a little scared. She subconsciously hugged the person in front of her, wanting to ask him for help, but she forgot that Yi Xue, who seemed harmless, was the source of her "fear".

Yi Xue abandoned pressing on Yi Xuan's lower abdomen and instead gently climbed up Yi Xuan's back with her small hands, hugging him tightly. The warm touch in her arms made him temporarily lower his guard. Little did he know that her actions were exactly what Yi Xue wanted, plunging her into a deadly trap of tenderness.

Her body gradually betrayed her reason; she could feel her body undergoing some kind of change, becoming more and more sensitive, and increasingly craving the warmth of the person in her arms.

"Ah...ah..."

She wanted to say something, but could only utter meaningless murmurs. The constantly shifting dreams had already confused her mind. Gradually, she could no longer distinguish whether everything in front of her was an illusion or reality, and she seemed to no longer care about those things, because the pleasure surging through her body at this moment was so real.

Seeing that the time seemed ripe, Yi Xue gradually slowed her aggression towards Yi Xuan, her small hand skillfully stroking downwards. Feeling his movements, Yi Xuan's body trembled slightly, but she did not stop him, because her mind had been completely invaded by his gentleness.

"So... being held by Xue'er is such a comfortable thing... no wonder my sister... sister..."

Huh? Why am I doing this?

"Om~"

A buzzing sound filled my mind, and my consciousness returned to normal, shattering the dream.

Yi Xuan suddenly sat up in bed, his chest heaving violently, his breathing becoming rapid, his forehead covered in fine cold sweat, and even his thin pajamas were slightly damp.

The moonlight shone gently through the window screen onto Yi Xuan's face. She stared blankly at everything before her, her eyes filled with disbelief and astonishment.

She actually... had such a dream.

She raised her hands and subconsciously checked her body. A few glistening water droplets clung to her fingers. The blouse she should have been wearing was gone, exposing her high, rounded breasts, which were perfectly hemispherical. The two cherries on the peaks, glistening with dew, looked exceptionally plump and alluring.

Feeling the throbbing pain emanating from within, she swallowed hard and then examined downwards. She saw that the mysterious jungle, which had been perfectly protected by the fabric, had long since been overrun. The cute pink pattern had been stained a sinister dark color by the flood. She could even feel the fabric gently rubbing against the entrance, sending a sensation that was almost torturous.

Yi Xuan shook her head violently, trying to calm herself down, but to little avail. The blush and heat on her face intensified, and all the signs on her body indicated that she had just committed an unforgivable sin.

She...she not only had that dream, but also...she did that thing in the dream, and even more unforgivably...the object of her fantasy was actually Yi Xue, the person she and her sister nominally shared a roof with and spent every day with!

Yi Xuan, Yi Xuan, how could you be so despicable? Not only can you not help your sister, but now, you... you still...

In this state, Yi Xuan could no longer think of any words to describe herself.

Absurd, presumptuous, unreasonable, and vulgar!

She is not worthy of being a master, not worthy of being a disciple of Yun Kui Mountain, and not even worthy of being Yi Jiang's sister!

"I...I...actually...uh..."

A sob escaped her lips. Yes, Yi Xuan was crying. Crystalline tears slid down her cheeks and fell onto the bed one by one. She had never cried so sadly before. She had even forgotten when the last time she cried was.

She doesn't need to cry because her sister is by her side, so she's happy every day and doesn't feel sad.

So, she cried so hard because she felt she had hurt her sister and might even lose her in the future.

Gradually... the crying stopped. She stopped crying and just sobbed softly. For the first time, she felt so helpless.

Countless fragmented emotions surged and intertwined—shame, panic, guilt, and astonishment—densely binding her heart. Her cheeks burned, her eyes welled with tears, and she lost control of her emotions, completely losing her composure.

She covered her mouth with one hand and pressed her burning forehead with the other, her fingertips trembling slightly, unable to calm herself down for a long time.

Just then, a light footstep sound came from outside the window. Yi Xuan was stunned. How could someone appear in their courtyard at this time? Her sister usually wouldn't wake up at this time, and it was even more impossible for Xue'er to be there.

Could it be... someone was spying on us!?

Yi Xuan panicked. She absolutely couldn't let anyone know her current state, especially her sister. She hurriedly put on her pajamas and shoes, rushed out the door to try and stop the other person, completely forgetting how pathetic she looked.

"pat~"

The moment the wooden door was pushed open, Yi Xuan froze, because the person standing outside was none other than Yi Xue, who had come out to clear her head in the middle of the night feeling a little uneasy.

"Xue...Xue'er?"

Yi Xuan panicked. Because of the brief overlap between the scene in her dream and reality, she subconsciously wanted to escape, but in doing so, she loosened her hands that were holding her pajamas together. The sash came undone as she moved, and the entire pajamas fell backward, revealing the cleavage beneath.

Yi Xue opened his mouth slightly, looking at the scene in front of him in disbelief. A blush crept onto his cheeks. Although he had seen many scenes that could make one's blood boil, none of them could compare to the impact of this scene.

"Yi Xuan... Master?"

Chapter Sixty: Caring for one's master is a disciple's responsibility

It is Yi Xue.

The boy wore loose, plain-colored pajamas, his hair was slightly disheveled, and there was still a hint of drowsiness in the corners of his eyes. Compared to his thin appearance when he first entered the school, his figure had become more delicate and upright, and he exuded a subtle charm. The moonlight fell on Yi Xue's shoulder, making him look clean and gentle.

Yi Xuan then realized that she hadn't properly observed her disciple during this time. As her master, she should have noticed the changes in her immediately, but instead...

Thinking of this, Yi Xuan felt a strange mix of guilt, shame, and a sense of remorse, and her grip on her clothes loosened.

Just then, a cool night breeze swept gently over the two of them, causing their loose robes to slip off their shoulders and bunch up at their ankles, revealing large expanses of fair and delicate skin that looked both beautiful and dazzling in the cold moonlight.

Yi Xue's eyes widened slightly, her icy blue eyes filled with surprise and astonishment, as well as a hint of barely perceptible heat. The reason was simple: Master Yi Xuan's figure was simply too perfect.

Her tall and elegant figure, full breasts, slender yet supple waist, and long, fair legs—each feature alone is exceptional. Yet, when combined in one person, they do not overshadow her beauty but rather complement each other, creating a breathtakingly beautiful sight.

Moreover, Yi Xuan's flustered and shy expression at this moment was even more delicious, making her look even more appetizing.

Yi Xue felt a surge of heat rush to his head. He subconsciously swallowed and his gaze involuntarily fell on Yi Xuan, as if he wanted to see every detail of her.

Yi Xuan snapped back to reality, a wave of intense shame exploding in her mind. Her whole body felt like it was burning up. She hurriedly raised her hand to cover the exposed skin on her chest, while her other hand reached haphazardly behind her to try and pick up her fallen nightgown. Her fingertips trembled in panic, and even her breathing became erratic.

What should have been an easy task has now become incredibly difficult. What's worse, if she wants to pick up the pajamas that have fallen to her ankles, she has to bend over, but if she bends over like this, she will expose more things that shouldn't be seen.

What should I do? What should I do? Should I go pick it up? But Xue'er is still watching. What will she think of me? Will she look down on me? Will she tell my sister?

"elder sister……"

The thought of Yi Jiang and Yi Xuan made Yi Xue unconsciously gasp, her voice trembling with a hint of a sob. It was this sob that interrupted Yi Xue's reverie. He felt as if something was choking his heart, and he looked up at Yi Xuan.

The other person bit their lip, as if trying to hold back tears. Their red eyes were still wet with tears, and they looked disheveled, completely losing their usual composure.

Looking at her slightly trembling shoulders, her still-reddened eyes, and her flustered and helpless appearance, Yi Xue's desire was gradually extinguished, replaced by a deep worry and a protective instinct she had never felt before.

He couldn't help but wonder what could have made the usually calm and composed Yi Xuan become like this, so distraught, in tears, and disheveled.

Yi Xue vaguely sensed that her master seemed to be carrying a heavy burden in his heart, and it seemed to be related to her.

Otherwise, Yi Xuan would have told him to go back to his room as his master the moment he saw him, instead of standing there staring at him like he had lost his soul.

'Honestly... they're all such a handful...'

Yi Xue sighed softly. Yi Jiang and Mu He'er were the same. Although they usually looked like adults, they were sometimes like children and troublesome. Mo Yun'er was even more so. Apart from her appearance, she was like a child in every other way. She just didn't expect that even Yi Xuan was like that.

But so be it. Now that he is the other party's disciple, he must fulfill his responsibilities as a disciple. First and foremost, he must care about his master's physical and mental health.

After a moment's thought, Yixue mustered her courage and took half a step forward, then spoke softly, her tone tinged with concern: "Master, are you... feeling unwell?"

As they drew closer, Yi Xue's clean and warm aura wafted over them, mixed with a faint fragrance—it must be the scent of flowers, but Yi Xuan couldn't quite put his finger on it; he only felt it resembled the scent from his dream.

Yi Xuan's heart skipped a beat, and she couldn't even answer. The lingering dream scenes in her mind surged up again, those absurd and decadent images swirling around her and refusing to leave.

"Xue'er...I..."

She bit her lower lip hard, forcing herself to calm down. She wanted to explain, wanted to back away and create distance, but her legs felt like they were made of lead and she couldn't move.

As the aura from her dream drew ever closer, Yi Xuan instinctively closed her eyes. Could it be that the scene from her dream would become reality at this moment?

Yi Xuan didn't want that kind of thing to happen, but her body was anticipating it on its own. Her cheeks were slightly flushed, but it was different from the blush of shame she had felt earlier. Instead, her body was heating up on its own out of anticipation.

Looking at Yi Xuan, whose clothes were half off, eyes were red, and who was flustered and at a loss, with the tips of his ears still showing a faint redness, Yi Xue couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

But thinking about it carefully, haven't I faced enough embarrassing situations in just one month? One more or one less wouldn't make a difference.

He showed no sign of backing down. Instead, he slowly stepped forward, bent down to pick up the other person's pajamas that had fallen to the ground, and when he stood up, his nose was only a fist's distance from the mysterious spring on Yi Xuan's body. Yi Xue could even smell a familiar scent.

He had smelled it before; it was the scent of spring.

He gently shook his head, clearing his mind of distracting thoughts. The pajamas still retained a trace of Yi Xuan's body heat, soft and light in texture. He couldn't help but imagine whether Master Yi Xuan would feel the same way when he held her. Although her figure was perfectly developed, she shouldn't be heavy, given the precedent of Mu He'er.

Senior sister clearly has that kind of figure, but she can easily pick you up. Last time... tsk, why am I thinking dirty thoughts again? Didn't you just finish training with Senior Sister Yoona during the day? Why can't you hold back now?

Yi Xue felt a little disappointed and quickly recited the Mind-Clearing Mantra of Yun Kui Mountain several times in his mind. At the same time, he raised his hand and steadily draped the slipped clothes over Yi Xuan, then carefully gathered the collar of her clothes to cover her slightly cool skin, and also fastened the buttons to prevent any further accidents.

Phew~ Let's just pretend nothing happened and go back to sleep...

Chapter Sixty-One: Heart-to-Heart Talk Under the Moon (Part 1)

"Alright, everything's done. Let's go back to sleep..."

However, his sudden tenderness seemed to cause Yi Xuan's brain to freeze on the spot.

She stood there, stunned, her eyes slightly unfocused, staring blankly at the slender boy before her. The moonlight shone on his face, washing away all the unpleasantness and fantasies, leaving only pure infatuation.

For a moment, Yi Xuan forgot her panic, her shyness, and the absurd dream that had made her feel so ashamed.

Her mind was blank, with only one thought remaining—this child was too kind. He didn't ask anything; he simply offered help to her in her wretched state, just like an older sister…

This simple thought alone dispelled most of her unease about Yixue. Upon reflection, she realized that she had made unfounded assumptions about such an innocent and adorable child based solely on a ridiculous dream. How could she be a teacher like that?

However, what Yi Xuan didn't know was that, due to the effects of the dragon blood, Yi Xue's attractiveness to the opposite sex would increase significantly, especially for someone like her who lived under the same roof and saw each other all the time.

Moreover, as he grows stronger, the dragon blood's enhancement of his body will further deepen, meaning Yi Xuan will continue to dream unless this symptom is alleviated...

However, neither of them knew any of this at the moment, and as for when they would find out... who knows?

Yi Xue sighed inwardly as she looked at Yi Xuan, who was still not in a daze. It seemed that her plan to get a good night's sleep was ruined. But what could she do? He was a good disciple, and it was only right that he take good care of his master.

“Master, it’s chilly at night, don’t stand outside, let me help you back to your room.”

Yi Xue spoke softly with concern, her tone not distant, but carrying just the right amount of distance. This one sentence made Yi Xuan even more certain of her thoughts. What she dreamed about was nothing but unfounded speculation. How could such a well-behaved child as Xue'er do such a thing?

She even suspected that what she saw that night was just a hallucination caused by overwork, and that her sister and Xue'er were simply taking a bath together, only their faces were a little red and their voices were a little strange...

Before Yi Xuan could respond, Yi Xue carefully reached out and gently supported her forearm, helping Yi Xuan, who was weak all over and could barely stand.

The boy's body was warm, and his faint fragrance became more pronounced. Yi Xuan recognized it; it was a scent very similar to her sister's, yet with subtle differences. She couldn't quite pinpoint the difference.

Just as Yi Xuan was thinking, Yi Xue helped her walk forward, and she seemed to have lost all her own opinions, passively being helped by him, step by step, back to the bedroom.

As soon as she stepped inside, a breath of spring greeted her, and Yi Xue instinctively looked toward the source of the scent.

In the corner, on the bed, the quilt was crumpled and piled at the foot of the bed, the pillow had fallen to the ground at some point, and there were several unnatural wrinkles on the sheets, as well as a small patch of dark, damp stain. A faint, sweet, fishy smell, still warm from body heat, lingered in the air.

Yi Xuan's face flushed red instantly. She instinctively stood in front of Yi Xue, trying to secretly straighten the sheets while he wasn't looking, but her hands trembled so much that she couldn't even hold onto the corner of the blanket.

Ke Yixue, however, seemed not to have seen anything and smoothly shifted her gaze away. She naturally understood what had happened in the room, but she kept quiet to avoid embarrassment. Besides, it seemed strange for a child like her to know about mining.

"Master, please sit down and rest for a while. I'll go make you a cup of hot tea."

He gently helped Yi Xuan to sit down on the edge of the bed and spoke in a calm tone. After speaking, he turned and walked into the room to look for a tea table. Yi Xuan looked at his back, reached out as if to say something, but in the end said nothing.

Yi Xuan's room was slightly larger than his, but the actual space was much smaller. After all, he was a child and didn't usually need to decorate his room. Yi Xuan's room, however, was filled with ancient scrolls and manuscript pages. It was more like the residence of an older researcher than the room of a young girl.

Even the tea table in the room was covered by messy manuscripts. He had a lot of trouble to find it. While making tea, Yixue picked up a manuscript next to her and started to look at it.

The paper was covered with all sorts of strange talismans and dense annotations, which were still difficult for him to understand at the moment, but he could roughly make out some of them. What was written on the paper was a technique to suppress Qingming.

Qingming... refers to the Qingming Sword, right? But isn't the Qingming Sword a treasure of Yunkui Mountain? It's even the sword of Yi Jiang's master. Why would Yi Xuan, as her younger sister, suppress it?

Yi Xue sat at the tea table, lost in thought. Watching his composed and busy figure, Yi Xuan's tense nerves relaxed slightly, but her heart... felt increasingly heavy.

The.

Considerate, sensible, gentle, and lovely.

Yi Xue is such a pure and innocent child, full of respect for teachers and a desire to cultivate virtue. But what about herself? Despite being cared for by him, she harbors filthy and absurd thoughts about him at night, and even repeatedly crosses the line and sinks into depravity in her dreams.

Xue'er is a good disciple, you can't find any fault with her, but what about her? Is she a good teacher?

In comparison, Yi Xuan felt increasingly worthless, and layers of guilt and self-blame piled up in her heart, making it hard for her to breathe.

Before long, Yixue returned to the bedside with two cups of hot tea. The warm tea released a faint fragrance, dispelling the slight chill in the room.

He handed one of the cups of tea to Yi Xuan, then sat quietly beside her. He didn't say much, just silently kept the girl company, occasionally stealing a glance at her.

An eerie silence fell over the room.

Moonlight streamed through the window, casting a silvery blanket over the two of them, gentle and serene, yet this tranquility could not soothe Yi Xuan's heart.

She gripped the warm teacup tightly in her hand. Although her palms were warm, her heart remained cold and chaotic. Her mind kept replaying the tender scenes from her previous dream, as well as the moments when Yue lost her composure outside and was treated gently by Yixue.