"Qian'er-sis, sitting here all alone at noon?" By the lakeside on Lingxiao Academy grounds, Ling Shuo strolled over with the lunch Eliza had packed, casually plopping down beside the beauty.
"Why are you always following me? And… I told you, just call me Senior Xiao."
The stunning dog-eared imperial sister sat on the grass, her plump ass peeking out from under her ultra-short skirt—flashing purple lace panties. Arms wrapped around her eye-catching black-stockinged long legs, her overflowing tits spilled generously from the sides. Those cold, enchanting violet peach-blossom eyes looked slightly red and swollen at the corners—her luscious, pitiable expression so heartbreaking that Ling Shuo couldn't help staring.
"Qian'er-sis and I are already close, so I can be a little more intimate." Ling Shuo declared confidently. Xiao Qian'er sighed softly, no energy to argue.
"Qian'er-sis looks down, but you still have to eat. Here, I'll share half with you." The youth naturally sat beside her, pulling sweet steamed buns and Eliza's homemade Western Region fruit jam from the bag.
"Thank you…" Faced with his kindness, Xiao Qian'er tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, discreetly wiping away lingering moisture at the corner of her eye as she accepted the food.
"It's just a bun—I'm the one who should thank Qian'er-sis for looking after me so much since the start of term." Ling Shuo grinned broadly, his handsome, sunny demeanor making Xiao Qian'er's heart skip for a moment.
"No… I'm thanking you for standing up for me earlier…" She turned her beautiful eyes away, cheek resting on her knees to hide her touched blush.
"You should still be careful—he'll do anything to get revenge." No one usually dared defy Luo Ba; she worried Ling Shuo would suffer for it.
"Heh, I'm not scared of that empty-headed playboy. Besides, I was just getting justice for Qian'er-sis." Ling Shuo shrugged nonchalantly, biting into his bun. Truth be told—aside from that prince in Wuque Imperial City—he, Ling Shuo, should be Lingxiao's true top young master.
"Haha…" Watching his fearless attitude warmed Xiao Qian'er's heart. She hadn't expected this youth to be so responsible—far more decisive than her timid, useless father.
"Gulp… Qian'er-sis's tits are seriously huge… the feel when rubbing them…" But Ling Shuo's attention was already captured by the two plush, overflowing mega-tits accidentally spilling from her chest—purple lace bra peeking teasingly, making his mouth go dry.
He'd played with his mature maid mother-daughter pair just this morning—yet now Qian'er-sis had him mesmerized again. The downside of raging libido, he supposed.
"Cough~" Noticing his lecherous stare, Xiao Qian'er blushed and tugged her top higher to prevent further exposure.
"So… has something been bothering Qian'er-sis lately?" Ling Shuo quickly changed topics—this was why he'd sought her out.
Why was Lingxiao's famed genius beauty hiding here, secretly crying?
"It's nothing…" Xiao Qian'er's expression turned melancholic; she clearly didn't want to drag Ling Shuo into it.
"Qian'er-sis, you're a terrible liar." Ling Shuo leaned closer; his strong masculine scent made her unconsciously clench her thighs, breathing quickening.
"There's no—ah~" He grasped one of the iceberg beauty's delicate hands; the warmth of a man's touch left her flustered.
"See? You've obviously been crying." Taking the chance, he brushed aside her silky black hair with his other hand, gently wiping the reddened corner of her enchanting eye.
"Qian'er-sis looking like this really breaks my heart—can you tell me what happened?"
"Nnh~ I just…" The Tianxuan heiress, with zero romance experience, was no match for the young Ling Jue master raised among beauties and armed with sweet talk—especially since Ling Shuo possessed the pure draconic yang constitution, naturally irresistible to women.
"Sigh… Actually… the Tianxuan bloodline has thinned generation by generation. My mother, as the Holy Maiden, lost the Tianxuan immortal physique—and I failed to inherit it…" Finally, the usually icy senior sighed and slowly opened up to Ling Shuo.
…
"You're saying the Tianxuan Holy Maiden was kidnapped by Luo Ba and the Double Moon Ancestor?" Ling Shuo was stunned—he'd never heard a whisper of this.
"Yes… If… if either Mother or I had inherited the immortal physique… we wouldn't fear Moon Hua… wuu…" Halfway through, Xiao Qian'er broke into sobs. Ling Shuo's heart ached; he pulled her into his arms, comforting her while thinking.
Kidnapping the Holy Maiden—what exactly was Luo Ba planning?
…
"Heh heh, once I get that slutty rabbit immortal too, after the ancestor uses her and that bitch-dog as cauldrons, I'll fuck them both every day!"
…
Suddenly, Ling Shuo recalled the masked black-clothed leader's words that night.
When leaving the auction house, Luo Ba had clearly recognized his fox mask—meaning he'd been among the group ambushing Xi Chan Immortal. Height and build matched the leader perfectly.
So the Double Moon Ancestor planned to turn both Xi Chan Immortal and the Tianxuan Holy Maiden into dual-cultivation cauldrons?
Ling Shuo's blood ran cold—meaning his lover Xi Chan was in constant danger. If the old monster succeeded with both immortals, a fate worse than death awaited them!
He absolutely could not let those beasts succeed.
Madam Xi Chan was still waiting for him. Though the immortal claimed they'd only meet on the fifteenth of each month, Ling Shuo had long considered her his woman—his possession.
"The fifteenth?" Inspiration struck.
The full moon night—when, if not pregnant, Xi Chan Immortal's seductive body went into heat and she was at her weakest.
"About twenty days left…" Ling Shuo calculated quickly. If Luo Ba planned another move, it would definitely be next month—August fifteenth!
He had to prepare fast—he must rescue both Xi Chan and Xiao Qian'er's mother.
"Qian'er-sis." Ling Shuo stroked her forehead, wiping her tear-reddened eyes.
"Your mother should still be untouched for now." He declared firmly—cauldrons required both immortals present with intact yin essence.
Though Xi Chan's yin essence had already been claimed by him… but if that old monster went mad and used their meridians or lives regardless…
The more he thought, the more terrified Ling Shuo became—no, he couldn't delay.
"I, Ling Shuo, swear I'll bring your mother safely home!"
"Ling Shuo, you…" Cradled in his arms, the beauty gazed at his determined, handsome face—inexplicably moved. This junior was only peak second Immortal-grade—how could he possibly oppose the Double Moon Ancestor?
She and her father had exhausted every connection, yet no one dared offend the ancestor for a Tianxuan Sect that had lost its immortal bloodline…
But…
"Mmm… thank you." Xiao Qian'er wiped her tears. Just knowing Ling Shuo was willing to do this for her was enough.
"Don't get further involved—I don't want you in danger." The dog-eared beauty gently pushed away from his embrace, cheeks flushed as she realized how intimate they'd been.
"No—I, Ling Shuo, keep my word!" An aura of reliability radiated from him—something Xiao Qian'er had never felt from any other man.
"Qian'er-sis, don't worry too much—take care of yourself first. Leave the rest to me." The black-haired youth stood, reluctantly releasing her soft warmth.
"Ling Shuo…" For some reason, Xiao Qian'er truly felt reassured—and a special affection bloomed toward the handsome youth before her.
"If you really manage to save my mother…" The long-legged, mega-titted beauty shyly clenched her fists, lips parting but words failing.
"How about Qian'er-sis becomes my woman?" Unexpectedly bold, Ling Shuo pulled the lush, seductive dog-girl into his arms and voiced his desire.
"Nnh!" Xiao Qian'er's heart raced—not girlfriend, wife, or lover… but his woman?
Like becoming his possession~
"Mmm… I have no way to repay you. If you're willing… anything is fine…" Blushing furiously, the black-stockinged beauty pushed him away. Why was she acting so strange today—falling for a boy younger than her… shameless.
With that, Xiao Qian'er fled as if escaping—leaving only her scorching, seductive retreating figure for Ling Shuo to admire.
"I really want to conquer Qian'er-sis." The youth fantasized endlessly—claiming this tempting dog-girl, and maybe even the legendary Tianxuan Holy Maiden together on his bed…
"Gulp…" The thought alone nearly made him cum.
Just as Ling Shuo indulged in lewd daydreams—
"L-Ling… junior brother?" A gentle, refined voice startled him.
"This feeling… Xi Chan?" Ling Shuo instinctively thought it was the Xi Chan Immortal he'd spent a passionate night with and turned excitedly—only to find a younger, equally breathtaking immortal rabbit.
Slim waist, fat ass, mega-titted rabbit in frilly white stockings and strappy heels—legs swaying seductively, snowy rabbit ears bobbing, plush tits bouncing like eager bunnies from her low neckline, faint lace bra and panties teasing his eyes until his cock throbbed instantly.
"Ah… it's Senior Xi Yan." Perfectly inheriting every inch of her mother's beauty—only more youthful and pure-yet-lewd. Though surprised, Ling Shuo lost all control—memories flooding back to pressing Xi Chan's fat tits against a tree, desperately pounding her heat-stricken ass that intoxicating night.
Only now, the Xi Chan in his mind slowly morphed into the pure, stunning JK rabbit before him.
"I… overheard your conversation with Qian'er earlier." Xi Yan's delicate features and pale golden hair radiated ethereal grace—yet her inherited sow genes produced mega-tits and fat ass of ultimate lewdness. Ling Shuo didn't know where to look—his brain replaying the ecstasy of thrusting into Xi Chan, gradually replacing the mother with this innocent, breathtaking daughter.
"Such a thing happened… Qian'er must hate me for it…" Xi Yan's expression dimmed. Caught off guard, Ling Shuo didn't know how to comfort her.
"Do Senior Xi Yan and Qian'er-sis know each other?" Forcing down his aching erection, he asked about the two beauties' relationship.
"Yes, we've been best friends since childhood. Qian'er is my only friend… until we each began cultivating…" The white-stockinged rabbit-eared girl looked lonely.
"When it was discovered Qian'er hadn't inherited the immortal bloodline, she changed completely… always depressed, and stopped talking to me much…"
"I see." Ling Shuo pieced it together—Xiao Qian'er had been deeply hurt by this.
"I never imagined the Double Moon Ancestor would stoop so low… Mother and I are often in Moon Hua Sect, yet we've never seen a trace of the Tianxuan Holy Maiden. Where exactly is the ancestor imprisoning her?" Xi Yan seemed eager to help rescue the Holy Maiden—but Ling Shuo knew Xi Chan was in grave danger too.
He needed to warn Xi Yan.
But wouldn't that alert the enemy? If the Double Moon Ancestor realized his plan was exposed and acted desperately…
Ling Shuo hesitated.
"Let's figure this out together. Senior Xi Yan, keep observing in Moon Hua—if you discover anything, tell me immediately. Here… this is my residence; come find me anytime." He quickly pulled paper and pen from his storage ring, scribbling the address of his rented house.
"Mmm…" Xi Yan accepted the note—her beautiful eyes lingering briefly on his ring.
A storage ring? And a special design at that—this Junior Ling clearly had some background.
The mother-rabbit felt a spark of hope—perhaps she could truly rely on this new second-year cultivator.
But…
Curious, Xi Yan noticed the pattern on the ring: a coiled sacred beast Xuanwu, embracing another design she felt she'd seen somewhere.
Eh?
Recently, Mother had mysteriously started wearing a jade ring. Xi Yan often caught her gazing at the beautiful band on her ring finger under moonlight—smiling shyly and seductively.
The pattern on Mother's ring seemed very similar to Junior Ling's?
But the little rabbit didn't look closely—just left with that impression.
"Be extremely careful not to get discovered."
"Mmm, I won't alert them…" Xi Yan nodded. She knew how terrifying the Double Moon Ancestor's mid-sixth Heaven-grade power was—even without immortal blood, that old monster was beyond her.
And Mother's techniques focused on purification and healing—weak in direct combat and a full major realm below. She couldn't help much. So Xi Yan planned to outsmart him.
"Good—it's settled then." Ling Shuo nodded. Time was passing—he needed to get to class.
"Until next time." They parted with a nod, each carrying heavy thoughts as they went their separate ways.
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