Chapter 138.1 : Another Battle (Two in One Chapter) (Part 1)
The two junior sisters carried out their duties conscientiously, leaving Chu Ge thoroughly satisfied.
That said, the two of them still needed time to grow.
Like beautiful flowers, only when picked at their most splendid moment would there be no regrets.
Thus, this time Chu Ge merely sampled lightly and did not directly complete every achievement.
Worth mentioning was that Lu Tingni—who usually appeared lively, energetic, and carefree—was, at her core, someone who only talked a good game. When it came to actual practice, she completely ran out of steam after just a few rounds.
By contrast, Lu Fuyao, who was always composed and gentle in demeanor, revealed astonishing resilience.
Having dealt with the Lu sisters, these two elite mobs, the next one in line was naturally Shui Qianrou—the true boss of the Shuiyue (Water Moon) Peak dungeon.
...
Filled with confidence, Chu Ge pushed open the door to Shui Qianrou's room.
What greeted him was a plump silhouette seated quietly to one side of the room.
Even from behind, Chu Ge could behold that magnificent view.
Shui Qianrou's attire today differed from her usual clothing.
She was wearing a form-fitting dress that hugged her body, accentuating her already voluptuous figure to an even more enticing degree.
That slender waist, those full curves—every line radiated an overwhelming temptation capable of making any man's blood surge.
Chu Ge naturally made no effort to restrain himself. He stepped forward at once, pressing against Shui Qianrou's soft body and wrapping his arms around her.
"Martial Aunt, I'm here."
He whispered by her ear, breathing in the mature, alluring fragrance that emanated from her.
Shui Qianrou did not speak. She merely grasped the hands that were wrapped around her, quietly savoring the sense of warmth and reassurance brought by their closeness.
But it did not last long.
The succubus-like attribute awakened within Chu Ge began to take effect.
One of Shui Qianrou's jade hands reached back. After confirming a state that satisfied her, she slowly turned around to face Chu Ge, her eyes gleaming.
Chu Ge had arrived at Water Moon Peak with great confidence this time.
Yet upon sensing the familiar peach-red glow blooming within Shui Qianrou's eyes, his heart began to pound uneasily.
'It seems that today… will be another exhausting, brutal battle.'
As that thought crossed his mind, Shui Qianrou had already begun warming him up.
"Martial Nephew… I've been waiting for you for a very long time…"
"Today, if you don't satisfy your martial aunt… I won't let you leave."
Hearing this, Chu Ge's heart tightened.
It seemed that today, once again, he would not escape being completely drained…
...
Chu Ge stayed on Water Moon Peak for a full two days.
Once again, he experienced firsthand the terrifying prowess of Shui Qianrou, this seductive demon.
Even though his martial skills had improved, when facing Shui Qianrou, he was still stretched thin and utterly unable to contend with her.
Leaning against the familiar wall, Chu Ge walked out of the hall.
Fortunately, he did not run into the Lu sisters this time—otherwise, his dignity as a senior brother would have been impossible to preserve.
In the days that followed, Chu Ge remained within the Taihuang Hall.
Sometimes he accompanied the newly initiated, clingy Senior Sister Su Lingyuan.
Other times, he would slip into his master's room to play some "respecting one's teacher" little games.
As for Dantai Jinglian and Water Moon Peak, Chu Ge dared not set foot there lightly anymore.
There was no other reason.
He simply couldn't afford to provoke them.
Time quickly arrived at the date Chu Ge had set.
That day, as soon as he stepped out of his room, he saw several people already waiting inside the hall.
Luo Huangjun, Su Lingyuan, Dantai Jinglian,
Shui Qianrou, Lu Fuyao, Lu Tingni, Ying Qingjue.
Seven beauties, each with her own charm and allure.
The moment they saw Chu Ge, pairs of eyes shifted toward him, emotions flowing within their gazes.
Chu Ge smiled as he faced them, sweeping his eyes across the group before finally stopping on his aloof, ethereal master, Luo Huangjun.
Meeting his gaze, Luo Huangjun stepped forward with graceful strides.
Chu Ge approached her as well, and only then noticed something different about her today—a sword hung at her waist.
Looking closely, it was none other than the Huangyu (Phoenix Feather) Sword he had gifted her.
With Luo Huangjun's cultivation, there was no need for her to carry a weapon at all times. Yet she still did so, her intention clear without words.
"Master."
Chu Ge called softly, slowly pulling the beauty before him into his arms.
Luo Huangjun's body stiffened as it always did.
Though she and Chu Ge had already shared far more intimate contact, had played countless little teacher–disciple games, and had even tasted each other time and again—
Even so, under the gaze of so many eyes, she still could not suppress the shyness in her heart.
"Have a safe journey."
Maintaining her cold, composed masterly demeanor, Luo Huangjun spoke softly.
Chu Ge responded verbally.
Then he lowered his head and captured those cherry-pink lips tinged with a faint coolness.
Though shame flooded her heart, Luo Huangjun still returned his passion fervently.
After all, the next time she would be able to taste this rebellious disciple again—who knew when that would be?
The two did not linger long before parting, both afraid that continuing would only make it harder to let go.
After bidding farewell to Luo Huangjun, Chu Ge turned toward Senior Sister Su Lingyuan.
"Senior Sister… are you crying?"
Chu Ge wore a gentle smile, his gaze warm as he looked at her.
At this moment, the usually tsundere yet goofy senior sister was lightly pursing her lips, her eyes filled with longing and reluctance. A mist of tears welled up, making her eyes shimmer.
Chuckling softly, Chu Ge reached out and gently wiped away the tear about to fall from the corner of Su Lingyuan's eye, then proceeded to bid her farewell in the same intimate manner.
Only when Su Lingyuan blushed and began lightly pounding his chest did Chu Ge finally stop.
"You jerk! Bad junior brother!"
She threw another flurry of soft punches at Chu Ge's chest, then wrapped her arms tightly around him.
Chu Ge did not resist, letting her vent freely. After a long while, she finally calmed down and lifted her head to look at him.
This was her junior brother—and also the one she loved.
As their eyes met, the deep reluctance in Su Lingyuan's heart gradually faded.
"Hmph! You scoundrel!"
The familiar tsundere snort rang out as she turned her little head away, face flushed red.
Chu Ge reached out and gently patted this senior sister cat who had returned to her usual tsundere self.
Seeing that her emotions had stabilized, Chu Ge's gaze shifted to the beautiful, mature woman who had worn a gentle smile from beginning to end.
She stepped forward gracefully, swaying her slender waist as she approached Chu Ge.
She lightly gathered the hair by her ear, then raised her hand to cup Chu Ge's face and planted a soft kiss upon it.