"You all talk. I'll head out first." Seeing that the five Great Masters had already left, An Ling'er took the hint and excused herself as well. "If there's anything you don't understand, Ningshang, you can come find me anytime. I'm staying in the Sacred Master's Manor too."
"Mm. I'm sure I'll be troubling you in the future, Sister." Xia Ningshang nodded softly and watched An Ling'er's retreating figure disappear from view.
The next moment, she felt herself swept up into Yang Kai's arms. She let out a soft cry, her small hands instinctively wrapping around his neck as she asked urgently, "Junior Brother, what are you doing?"
"I have so much I want to say to you." Yang Kai smiled, carrying her toward his room.
"I do too…" Xia Ningshang rested her head against his shoulder.
Inside the chambers, on the fragrant bed, Yang Kai sat at the edge while his little Senior Sister was settled on his lap in an extraordinarily intimate position.
Their bodies were pressed close together, chests nearly touching. Yang Kai's gaze burned like fire, a roguish grin tugging at the corner of his lips as his large hands roamed freely without restraint.
Dressed in dark clothing, his little Senior Sister's figure was slender and youthful yet beautifully developed—her breasts full and pert beneath the fabric. Feeling his hands trace along her waist and thighs, each finger leaving trails of electrifying shivers in its wake, her eyes grew moist and her cheeks flushed crimson. She didn't dare meet his gaze directly.
Their breathing grew heavier by the moment, and the heat radiating from her body intensified.
Yang Kai paid it no mind, thoroughly enjoying himself, growing ever more brazen with each passing second.
"Junior Brother… don't…" Xia Ningshang bit gently on her lower lip, her voice barely a whisper.
"Don't what?" Yang Kai asked with perverse amusement. For some reason, seeing his little Senior Sister looking so flustered and ready to melt made him especially excited—as if he wanted to find out just how far her embarrassment could go.
"That… just that… It's too much for me." Gathering her courage, Xia Ningshang grabbed one of his hands, trying to stop its activity at her waist.
But the sensations from her thighs were even more acute, making her instinctively squeeze her legs together.
In that instant, little Senior Sister suddenly felt her sensitivity spike a hundredfold. She could perceive every subtle change in Yang Kai's body with startling clarity.
Inside her chest, her heart pounded furiously—thudding like war drums.
This kind of physical and emotional trembling was something Xia Ningshang had never experienced before. In a flurry, her mind fell into chaos. She had no idea how to respond, and in a heartbeat was utterly at a loss.
"You brought me here to talk to me, didn't you?" Xia Ningshang struggled to keep her mind clear, but an overwhelming sensation crashed over her consciousness like a tide, leaving her intoxicated and disoriented.
"Aren't we talking right now?" Yang Kai gazed at her with a beaming smile.
"Mm…" Xia Ningshang had no rebuttal. She was finding it harder and harder to endure—as though her entire body had gone limp, like being thrown into a volcano. Heat rolled through her frame, and without her even realizing it, a secret place had grown warm and damp.
"What does little Senior Sister want to say?" Yang Kai asked again.
"I… I don't know. This is just fine like this." Xia Ningshang closed her eyes, letting her full weight rest against Yang Kai. It was as though she had never felt this content in her entire life.
Seeing her like this, Yang Kai's thoughts grew wild, and he nearly lost control. He quickly cycled his cultivation technique to banish the improper thoughts from his mind.
His hands stilled. He quietly watched her, waiting for her composure to return.
After quite some time, Xia Ningshang finally opened her bashful eyes, a hint of reluctance flickering through them.
Yang Kai straightened up and said solemnly, "Once everything has settled down, we'll move on to the next step."
Xia Ningshang nodded gently, lowering her head as she murmured, "Whenever Junior Brother wants."
Yang Kai's eyes lit up, and he held her even tighter. Getting his shy little Senior Sister to say something like that—she must have mustered every ounce of her courage.
"For now, let's just talk properly. There are so many things I want to ask you." Yang Kai settled back, fully satisfied.
"What does Junior Brother want to know?" Xia Ningshang asked softly.
"How have you spent these past ten years?"
"I just followed Master around everywhere…" Xia Ningshang nestled against his chest. As she recalled her experiences over the decade, Yang Kai listened quietly, as if living through it himself, feeling every hardship his little Senior Sister had endured.
It was a long while before she finished. Then she asked about what had happened to Yang Kai during his time away.
He naturally hid nothing from her.
Time slipped by. The two of them seemed to have endless things to say to each other, speaking in soft murmurs, savoring this quiet time that belonged only to them.
"Oh, right—Senior Sister Su Yan is at a place called the Ice Sect…" Xia Ningshang suddenly remembered something and lifted her head.
"I know. I went to find her." Yang Kai grinned. "The environment there suits her Cultivation well. When I arrived, she was still in closed-door training. We exchanged a few thoughts through spiritual sense, and then I left. I don't know how she's doing now."
"Does Junior Brother want to bring her back?"
"Let's finish things up here first. Once everything's settled, we'll go get her together."
"Good." Xia Ningshang nodded firmly, then lowered herself back against his chest.