Chapter 6: Desire and Breakthrough on the Eve of the Martial Tournament (18+)
Desire and Breakthrough on the Eve of the Martial Tournament
These days, Senior Brother finally broke through. After more than a decade of arduous cultivation, he successfully reached the Foundation Establishment stage. In that moment, Senior Brother was as happy as a child, jumping and laughing on the spot, as if releasing all the hardships and repression of the past ten-plus years, ending up in tears.
As for me, I spent almost all my time in the training ground, only leaving for necessary sleep. I sat cross-legged in the center of the training ground, focusing my mind, doing my utmost to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, intent on stabilizing my recently achieved Golden Core stage.
The martial arts tournament was only a month away. Such precise timing was hard to believe was just a coincidence. I could only race against time to improve my strength.
Besides cultivating and absorbing spiritual energy, sometimes the ring would also emit some green energy. When that happened, I knew Mom was either teasing someone or being teased herself.
After reaching the Golden Core stage, my connection with Mom deepened. When she contacted me, I could already hear the sounds around her and the conversations she was having. It gave me a sense of eavesdropping on Mom. If I focused even more, I could simulate images in my mind not clear like surveillance, but more like silhouettes or shadows.
I hadn’t told Mom about this improvement yet. This voyeuristic ability was very draining, but also extremely stimulating. Just yesterday, while I was in the training ground and felt the ring’s energy surge, I activated "peeping mode." The three silhouettes were easy to recognize: the three of them were having a meal. Senior Brother was sitting opposite Mom, and under the table, Mom’s foot was teasing Senior Brother’s crotch, while Second Senior Brother was chatting leisurely with Mom.
"Mistress, the newly renovated bathhouse is almost ready. I’ve replaced the tub with a much larger one, so you can lie in it comfortably," Second Senior Brother said respectfully and warmly.
"That’s really thoughtful of you, good disciple. I can’t wait," Mom replied in a soft, charming tone.
"It’s nothing, I also planted some fresh flowers in the backyard. When you bathe, you can put the petals in," Second Senior Brother continued.
"Mm-hmm," Mom responded softly, then added, "You’re all so good to me, thank you."
"Mistress, we’re family. This is what disciples should do."