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

Yi Xue's gentleness was too beautiful, so beautiful that it made her feel helpless and made her hate herself even more for the dark and selfish thoughts hidden in her heart.

Although Yi Xuan was unaware that this was not her intention.

But she dared not explain, or even look up and meet his gaze, for fear that when she saw those beautiful eyes, some dirty and filthy thoughts would arise in her heart.

The silence lasted for a long time, so long that the tea in the cups gradually began to cool.

Please take one day off.

There probably won't be any more today, sorry everyone.

I had my head blowing directly into the fan last night, and now I have a terrible headache. How could I be so stupid?

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

"Master Yixuan, you..."

Seeing that the other person didn't speak for a long time, Yi Xue was about to ask, but at that moment, he saw the tear stains on the other person's face and felt a little uncomfortable.

He shut his mouth, took out a clean white handkerchief from his pocket, and carefully approached her. He leaned forward slightly, raised his hand, and gently wiped Yi Xuan's cheek with the handkerchief, wiping away the faint tear stains left at the corners of her eyes little by little.

He always felt that, based on experience, you can't really have a proper conversation with someone who is crying. Although he didn't know what caused Yi Xuan to cry, something very heavy must have happened to make her cry like that.

Although I may not be able to share her burdens, at least I can make her feel a little bit of care. Sometimes, providing a little reassurance is very effective; it might even pull someone who has gone astray back. Of course, this is just based on experience...

"Wipe your tears."

Feeling the sudden, warm touch on her face, Yi Xuan froze, even forgetting to breathe for a moment. But she dared not look at the other person, for fear of having any more evil thoughts.

But...it's so heartwarming. Xue'er is so gentle; she even took the initiative to wipe away Master's tears...

"Um……"

Seeing that Yi Xuan finally reacted, Yi Xue breathed a sigh of relief. However, he did not rush to ask for the reason, but gave him some time to process.

Moreover, he had a vague feeling that if Master Yixuan was troubled by such a matter, then he probably couldn't solve it either. He knew a bit about people like Yixuan.

People like them are always carrying something on their shoulders, and rather than handing that burden over to others to share, which would cause worry, they prefer to shoulder the responsibility alone. But a person's capacity to bear it is always limited, and there will always be a time when they collapse.

Moreover, they often fail to realize that their bravado is precisely the source of worry for others.

"Master, did you have a nightmare? I've seen other people cry like this when they had nightmares before."

Yi Xue cleared her throat and asked in a soft, childlike tone, trying to create the impression that she was an immature child.

Compared to telling people around you, a simple-minded child is undoubtedly a better confidant, because even if you tell them, they may forget about it in the blink of an eye. Of course, this is not the case for him.

Although I can't offer much practical help to the other person, it's better to talk about it. Keeping it bottled up can make you sick.

Yi Xuan was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and her nose felt a little sore again. She opened her mouth, her lips trembling slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but should she really say it? Should she tell Xue'er her deepest fear?

She would never have spoken up. Logically speaking, these deep-seated obsessions, pains, and fears were secrets that she could never confide in a junior or a disciple, especially since they involved her own sister and her own shameful secrets...

But for some reason, looking into the boy's clear and innocent eyes and feeling his pure gentleness and kindness, the defenses she had maintained for years suddenly cracked open.

There was no urging in his eyes, only a faint calmness, as if to say, "You don't have to say it, but as long as you want to say it, I will always be here."

Yi Xuan placed the teacup on her lap and looked down at her reflection in the tea. Her hair was disheveled and her eyes were slightly red. She looked nothing like her master.

"Xue'er...would you like to hear your master tell you a story?"

Yi Xue nodded slightly, signaling her to continue.

Yi Xuan pursed her lips, her fingers gently stroking the teacup in her hand, as if she was thinking about what words to use to help him understand. But actually, there was no need to go to such lengths. Yi Xue just wanted to hear what she had to say; the content itself was not important.

Yi Xuan remained silent for a long time, his voice still hoarse, before he spoke softly.

"Long ago, there was a little girl who lived with her older sister."

She spoke slowly and haltingly, as if she were gathering her thoughts while speaking.

From as far back as she could remember, her world consisted only of her older sister. No one else helped them; her sister was always there to shield her from all hardship. When she was hungry, her sister would buy her steaming hot char siu buns; when she was cold, her sister would share her warm coat with her. Her sister was the best sister in the world.

Her older sister reserved all her gentleness and comfort for her. From childhood to adulthood, her only support and only family member was her older sister.

"Although the two little girls had nothing, the older sister protected her younger sister very well, and they survived. Xue'er, don't you think that older sister is amazing?"

Yi Xue's expression became somewhat complicated after hearing this, but she still smiled and nodded. Seeing this, Yi Xuan finally smiled and gently touched Yi Xue's head, her lips that had just curved into a smile then fell back down.

At this point, what else is there that you can't tell? Master Yixuan is the little girl in the story, and the older sister is naturally Yi Jiang. However, what he is more curious about is what happened afterward. Although the two in the story lived in hardship, judging from Yixuan's expression, that time should still be a beautiful memory for her.

"Master, what happened to those two little girls later?"

"And then..."

Later, the two little girls met a benefactor and entered his mountain sect to study. The sect was not large, and cultivation was not easy, but at least they no longer had to wander.

Fortunately, the two girls happened to be cultivation prodigies in the sect, so they were valued. They worked hard to cultivate, and their lives improved day by day. The girls, who had no one to help them before, gradually gained the power to help others.

The sect was peaceful and serene, and life should have been a tranquil and idyllic place. But in this world, change can happen so suddenly. The girls' master, the sect leader, passed away.

From then on, the heavy burden of the sect was firmly placed on the shoulders of the still young older sister. At that time, the girl did not know what it meant to inherit the sect leader position. She still naively believed that her older sister was the most powerful sister in the world, and that inheriting the sect leader position would definitely be a piece of cake for her.

lie.

You could tell from Yi Xuan's expression that she was lying.

And that was indeed the case. Yi Xuan did not want her sister to become the next sect leader, because becoming the sect leader was not their choice, nor anyone else's choice.

Yi Jiang will succeed as sect leader simply because she has been chosen by something.

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

The Azure Sea Sword was forged by the first master of Yun Kui Mountain.

Popular legend has it that there was no Yunkui Mountain at that time, only a chivalrous knight who traveled among the mountains and took the suffering of the people to heart.

One day, the knight strolled to the edge of the Lemnian Cavern and discovered a strange object in a secluded cavern filled with corpses.

The strange creature continued to drain the ether from the human body and released violent energy, causing widespread devastation in the secret realm and killing countless adventurers on the spot.

In the end, the knight-errant barely managed to suppress the strange object thanks to his extremely high etheric adaptability and etheric control. It was at that moment that the knight-errant discovered the meaning of his existence in this world. He felt that he must have been born to solve this problem for the world.

Since then, the knight-errant has wandered the world with the strange object, searching for a way to completely destroy it, but unfortunately, he found nothing in the end.

With no other option, the swordsman eventually forged the strange object into a sword and established his own sect, recruiting many disciples while searching for a way to truly solve the problem.

The knight-errant was unable to destroy that strange object throughout his life, but in the end he transformed the invisible calamity into something tangible, giving future generations the possibility of controlling and resolving disasters. Perhaps he himself did not think so, but his achievements are immeasurable.

In later generations, all his disciples also regarded solving the problem of the Azure Sea Sword as their ultimate goal and a responsibility they had to bear.

Listening to the other party's explanation, Yi Xue suddenly realized that the mountain gate mentioned by Yi Xuan was today's Yun Kui Mountain, and that the swordsman was the founder of Yun Kui Mountain, that is, the first sect master of Yun Kui Mountain.

However, he didn't rush to interrupt her, because her story wasn't finished yet, and he just needed to be a quiet listener until then.

Seeing that Yi Xue was listening intently, Yi Xuan's doubts gradually disappeared. He thought to himself: She is still a child after all. She can concentrate so much just by listening to a story.

But just as he thought, the story wasn't over yet; the real highlight was yet to come.

Since the passing of the first sect leader, the Azure Nether Sword has become the standard for selecting a sect leader. It is not that only those who become sect leaders can inherit the Azure Nether Sword, but rather that only those chosen by the Azure Nether Sword can become sect leaders.

People only know the sect leader's boundless glory, but how can they know the price behind wielding the sword? The Azure Sea Sword is not as simple as imagined.

It is true that those who wield the Azure Sea Sword will gain immense power, but this power comes at a price. Using the sword's power means that the user will be consumed by the energy within the sword, gradually being stripped of everything that a living being can perceive.

In the eyes of others, the Azure Sea Sword is the sacred sword that guards the mountain sect, the supreme weapon that countless people dream of, but it is also a vicious blade that gnaws at its host and drains their life force.

Unfortunately, the girl's older sister became the new sword master after their master.

At this point, Yi Xuan's voice trembled slightly, and tears welled up in her eyes again.

"No one knows what the price will be for wielding that sword..."

Outsiders can only see the glory of the sect leader, who controls the sect, wields the sword to suppress the void, and protects the peace of the region. But only the girl who stays by her sister's side every day knows how painful it is to watch her loved one grow weaker day by day. The sword is stripping away her senses, consuming her body, and eventually... will take her life.

The girl's sister never spoke of the gradual loss of her five senses, the deficiency of her qi and blood, and the pain of the backlash every night; she simply endured it all alone.

But how could the younger sister not know that her older sister... was also terrified...?

But the girl refused to give up; she wanted to protect her sister just as her sister had protected her.

To save her sister's life, the girl searched through ancient books and countless talisman materials. She studied magic day and night, spending years of her life trying to find a way out of Qingming's shackles. Unfortunately, although they built a prototype called "Xuanmo", they were never able to realize it.

No matter how grand the vision, it is meaningless if it cannot be realized in reality. The girl understood this better than anyone else.

But my sister's health is deteriorating day by day. Do they really have time to find another way out?

Yi Xuan gripped the teacup tightly, her knuckles turning slightly white. She finally spoke to Yi Xue the prophecy she had kept hidden in her heart for the longest time and feared the most.

"The girl always knew... if things continued like this, her sister... would eventually be worn down to death by that sword... but she... she couldn't believe it..."

"She was terrified, she was so afraid her sister would leave... Her sister was her whole world, and if she lost her sister too, she..."

She stopped there, as if a sob was stuck in her throat and she couldn't say it. She lowered her head, her body trembling slightly with fear, but she didn't cry, as if she had cried many times and her tears had run dry.

As the words fell, silence returned to the room. The moon remained silent, making no sound, but the boy's gentle gaze softened the heavy burden of the words.

His words carried a palpable sense of genuine despair.

Silence. After listening to the other person's story, all Yi Xue could do was remain silent. He had thought it was just a girl's unspeakable feelings, but he never expected it to involve such a heavy secret.

"Ah... I'm sorry, Xue'er, for letting you hear such a sad story. Alright, go back to your room and rest. Master is fine. Thank you for keeping me company."

After a while, Yi Xuan seemed to realize that she had told Yi Xue too many secrets. She gently wiped her reddened eyes, then looked up at Yi Xue beside her and forced a smile.

"Master..."

Seeing this, Yi Xue wanted to say something more, but looking at the other person's forced smile, he felt a mix of emotions and suddenly felt a certain impulse.

"Alright, go back now. Master is really fine. But you, you have to get up early to cultivate tomorrow, right? You can't not get some rest."

As he spoke, Yi Xuan gently placed his hand on Yi Xue's shoulder, trying to reassure him in this way, but seeing her like this, how could he possibly feel at ease?

Looking at Yi Xuan, who was standing in front of her with her eyes downcast and lost in thought, her eyes filled with exhaustion and fear, and seeing her trying to remain calm but still unable to hide the bitterness in her heart, Yi Xue's heart softened, and she made a bold decision.

Without much thought, he grasped the other person's hand on his shoulder, and taking advantage of the other person's momentary daze, he gently stepped forward, reached out his arms, and carefully embraced Yi Xuan, who was on the verge of emotional collapse.

Yi Xue gently patted Yi Xuan's back with her small hands, comforting him as if he were a baby. She had never comforted anyone before, so she didn't know if this would work, but for Yi Xuan at this moment, it seemed to be enough.

Chapter Sixty-Four: Please Don't Be Sad

Yi Xuan was stunned. When she came to her senses, the other person's small hand was already pressed tightly against her back.

Yi Xue was too small, and his arms were too short to wrap around her back. He could only press his face against her shoulder and try to wrap his arms around her waist. Rather than hugging, the posture was more like him standing on tiptoe and hanging his whole body on her.

Well, she's kind of cute...

"Xue'er? What are you doing..."

Yi Xuan's voice was somewhat muffled. She didn't push him away, nor did she raise her hand in response. It wasn't that she didn't want to, but rather that she didn't know where to put her hand.

She was his master, she should be more dignified, she should push him away and compose herself to say "I'm fine," but now, being tightly embraced by this child who barely reached her chest, she didn't even have the strength to push him away, and... she felt inexplicably happy, and a little warm...

Was she tired because she had cried so much before? Or... did she actually not want to push Xue'er away?

“Master… because this story was so sad, I couldn’t help but…”

Hearing his explanation, Yi Xuan, who had initially been somewhat resistant, immediately softened. She no longer tried to resist and simply treated Yi Xue as a child who needed comforting.

She raised her hand and gently stroked Yi Xue's soft hair. Her nose caught a whiff of the other's fragrance, and a feeling she couldn't quite describe welled up inside her.

At this point, she still couldn't quite figure out what this feeling was.

"Master...you're sad too, aren't you?"

Yi Xue's sudden words startled Yi Xuan. She couldn't help but wonder if Xue'er had gleaned something from the story, or if it was just that children are naturally sensitive in certain aspects.

She neither answered nor denied it, but Yixue noticed that the hand on her head was trembling slightly. In fact, she just didn't want to admit these things in front of a child.

The boy's embrace wasn't wide, or even sturdy, but it had just the right amount of softness, making one feel secure and comfortable.

Yi Xue raised her hand and gently patted her back. Her movements were clumsy but gentle, one pat after another, slow and warm, as if she were comforting a child who had suffered a great injustice.

"It's alright, Master, don't be afraid, I'm here..."

Yi Xue's face was still buried in her shoulder, his breath gently hitting her collarbone, warm and soft. His voice was very soft, but there was a reassuring power in his words. Hearing him say that, Yi Xuan suddenly felt that she was not so afraid anymore.

"Everything will be alright... The girl in the story, and her sister, everyone will be alright."

This was a promise he made in a moment of passion. He knew very well that his strength was weak at the moment, but looking at Yi Xuan suffering in front of him, he really couldn't say any perfunctory words of comfort. He could only stubbornly give his promise.

"So please don't be sad..."

Immediately afterwards, a soft humming sound slowly filled the room, and upon hearing the familiar melody, Yi Xuan's body suddenly stiffened.