"Good boy, wake up. It’s ti to get up."
Early in the morning, a gentle voice with an indescribable sweetness rang in Wang Yue’s ears, waking him from his sleep. He had fallen asleep last night while lost in thought.
Opening his eyes, Wang Yue saw a face that was both lovely and charming, beautiful with a hint of coquettishness.
This was a woman whose age was hard to guess. Judging by her appearance, she seed to be in her twenties, but the mature and enchanting charm she exuded was beyond the reach of a young girl in her twenties.
Due to the hot weather, she was dressed lightly. Her moon-white top barely contained her ample bust, which seed to strain against the fabric, creating a deep cleavage in the middle.
Her waist, though not as slender as a young girl’s, was by no ans plump.
She wore a black mini skirt that perfectly outlined her round and shapely hips.
Beneath the skirt, her long and straight legs, wrapped in black stockings, seed to gleam with a tempting light.
On her small, delicate feet, she wore a pair of white high-heeled sandals.
Her entire outfit, a simple combination of black and white, left no doubt that she was an extrely sexy goddess!
mories flooded back like a tidal wave. Wang Yue, lying in bed, smiled at the stunning beauty and said, "Auntie."
"What auntie? You’re making sound old," the beauty playfully scolded, but even so, her voice remained incredibly sweet and pleasant. "How many tis have I told you? When your mom is around, call Auntie Yan. The rest of the ti, you can only call Mom. Got it?"
"Got it, Mom," Wang Yue smiled again.
Indeed, this sexy beauty was not Wang Yue’s biological mother, but another wife of his father—Xue Yan.
Xue Yan was a woman of misfortune. In her youth, she was a skyrocketing pop star who, as soon as she debuted, captivated countless fans with her stunning looks and naturally gifted voice.
At that ti, many young and handso admirers were infatuated with her, yet she had a special fondness for Wang Yue’s father, Wang Jing. Eventually, the two even pledged their love to each other.
However, in the eyes of the Wang family, a prominent and traditional clan, being an actress was not a good reputation. Moreover, Wang Jing at that ti had an engagent with another prominent family, the Su family from Jinling. Thus, even though Xue Yan and Wang Jing had already had two daughters, Xue Yan still could not officially enter the Wang family.
Later, the Wang and Su families arranged a marriage between their children. Su ngyan, the pride of the Su family and Wang Yue’s mother, married into the Wang family. Only with her kind-hearted consent was Xue Yan finally able to step through the doors of the Wang family.
Yet, she still had no official status. Even after giving birth to another child, it was still a girl, making it impossible for Xue Yan to gain favor through her children.
Fortunately, Su ngyan was kind-hearted and treated Xue Yan like a sister. As a result, Xue Yan did not suffer much. In return, Xue Yan was very grateful to Su ngyan and treated her children as if they were her own, blending them with her three daughters without any distinction.
As these "distant" mories swirled in his mind, Wang Yue unconsciously turned over, lifting the thin blanket that covered him, but he forgot that last night, after practicing and feeling uncomfortable with the tightness, he had casually taken off his only pair of underwear.
"Ah!" The mont the blanket was lifted, Xue Yan let out a startled cry. Her beautiful eyes were fixed on Wang Yue’s crotch. Whether it was from shock or sothing else, she couldn’t seem to tear her gaze away.
There, beneath Wang Yue’s waist, a massive object pointed upwards, at least seventeen to eighteen centiters long, as thick as a baby’s arm, with a reddish-purple hue. Prominent veins bulged on its surface, pulsating with the rhythm of his blood flow, looking quite formidable.
It turns out that maturity has little to do with age; it’s mainly about experience.
Although Wang Yue had spent at least a thousand years in that dark and sunless place, his life there consisted only of practice, and he had gained insights mainly in the realm of cultivation. He had no other experiences at all.
So at this mont, just like any normal fifteen-year-old boy, as soon as he realized what was happening, he quickly pressed down on his unruly mber with one hand and grabbed the blanket with the other to cover himself.
"Mom, I... I’m... I’m so sorry. I didn’t an to," Wang Yue’s face turned bright red as he stamred his apology.
Xue Yan finally snapped back to reality. She raised her hand to cover her mouth and giggled, "What are you so shy about? I’ve seen everything of yours. Co on, get up. Everyone is waiting for you for breakfast."
With that, Xue Yan imdiately turned and left Wang Yue’s room. As soon as she stepped out, the composure she had barely maintained crumbled. Her pretty face turned bright red, and her heart began to race.
Although it had been just a fleeting glance, less than three seconds, that scene was deeply etched in her mind. At this mont, the only thing running through Xue Yan’s mind was: My good boy’s thing is so big!
It’s not that Xue Yan was promiscuous by nature; it’s just that the impact of Wang Yue’s mber on her was too strong.
Moreover, her husband had been missing for three years. She, in the pri of her life, had been suffering from the lack of intimacy. It’s no wonder her heart was stirred upon seeing such a sight.
It’s like a man who hasn’t been with a woman for a long ti would involuntarily get aroused upon seeing a naked beauty.
After Xue Yan left, Wang Yue imdiately rushed into the bathroom and took a cold shower, which barely managed to calm things down below.
This isn’t a good situation!
With a sowhat helpless expression, Wang Yue returned to his bedroom, intending to casually put on the clothes that were on the bedside table. However, after a mont of thought, he took out a pair of extrely loose trousers from the wardrobe and put them on.
When Wang Yue ca out, Xue Yan had mostly regained her composure, but she still felt a bit uneasy facing him. Seeing him co out, she simply said, "Hurry up and go," and then led the way outside.
Wang Yue followed behind, his eyes on the gentle sway of Aunt Yan’s waist and her plump, round buttocks as she walked. His heart couldn’t help but race, and the part that had just settled down suddenly stood up again.
Quickly, Wang Yue stuck his left hand into his pocket, grabbed that thing, and pushed it to the side. Thanks to the loose trousers, nothing was visible.
Wang Yue felt a secret relief: Fortunately, he had thought ahead; otherwise, this would have been extrely embarrassing.
But after the relief, he couldn’t help but feel ashad—Aunt Yan wasn’t his biological mother, but she had watched him grow up, and he had always called her "Mom." How could he feel this way about her?
If Xue Yan knew what Wang Yue was thinking at this mont, she would surely understand and comfort him: "It’s okay. Your heart races when you see Mom’s butt, just like Mom’s heart races when she sees your big thing. It’s all a normal physiological reaction."
However, Wang Yue was crystal clear in his mind that this was actually the "achievent" of that naless cultivation thod.
After practicing, not only would one have an excess of yang energy, but also beco extrely sensitive in these aspects. Even a slight stimulation would cause a significant reaction.
This reaction would be several tis, even ten tis, that of a normal person.
If he hadn’t practiced before and saw Aunt Yan’s beautiful buttocks, he would have been touched, but not to the point of getting aroused.
Originally, reason could suppress desire, but under the influence of the cultivation thod, desire would override reason.
And this was only at the peak of the Qi Refining stage of cultivation. If his cultivation level were higher, this reaction would increase exponentially.
The Wang family was vast and prosperous, with their residence being a small-scale garden. Every person of status within the family had their own independent courtyard to ensure they wouldn’t be disturbed during cultivation.
Xue Yan was leading Wang Yue to the main residence of the Wang family, where the current pillar of the family, Wang Yue’s grandmother, Liu Ruoshi, lived.
Given the large number of people in the family, it was impossible for everyone to eat together every day. The fact that the matriarch had summoned him ant she had sothing to discuss with him.
Wang Yue vaguely rembered that in his previous life, around this ti, he had also been called to the matriarch by Aunt Yan, but without these embarrassing incidents.
The matriarch had summoned him, seemingly to discuss sending him and his twin sister, Wang Xiner, to Tianhai for further studies the following year.
The two arrived at the main residence one after the other. At this mont, there were already three people seated in the main hall of the residence.
In the center was a stunning beauty who appeared to be in her thirties, with a stern expression and an indescribable aura of authority. She was the current head of the Wang family and Wang Yue’s grandmother, Liu Ruoshi.
To Liu Ruoshi’s left sat a woman in a light blue dress. Xue Yan and Liu Ruoshi were already top-tier beauties, but compared to this woman in blue, they still fell short.
Her beauty was beyond description. Everyone who saw her could only think of one word—perfect! There was simply no other way to describe her.
She was Wang Yue’s biological mother, Su ngyan, a woman whose beauty had been renowned throughout Jinling and the surrounding cities since her teenage years.
In her generation, there were four exceptionally talented and beautiful won in Jinling, known as the "Four Beauties of Jinling." The other three each had their own unique talents, but Su ngyan was included solely for her beauty.
Of course, this did not an that Su ngyan lacked talent. Her natural endownt was the highest among the Four Beauties, but her perfect appearance completely overshadowed her talents. As people often said, even without any talent, her beauty alone was enough to secure her a place among the Four Beauties.
Many even believed that Su ngyan was the most beautiful woman of all ti.
Growing up in the spotlight and later marrying a distinguished man like Wang Jing, her life seed perfect to others.
But only those within the Wang family knew that Su ngyan was actually not happy.
There was no real love between her and Wang Jing; their marriage was rely a union of two powerful families.
Even after their marriage, they had never shared a room. Wang Yue and his twin sister, Wang Xiner, were born through in vitro fertilization—after all, a marriage alliance was not reliable. Only with a common descendant could the relationship between the two families be truly solidified.
It was only after the birth of her children that she truly integrated into the family, devoting all her attention to her son and daughter. Her relationship with Wang Jing was purely based on kinship.
So, in a way, Su ngyan was even more pitiable than Xue Yan. Although Xue Yan lacked an official status, she was at least with the person she loved.
Fortunately, Su ngyan had never been in love with any other man, so the arranged marriage between the two families didn’t lead to any lodramatic love triangles.
Getting back on track.
Sitting beside Su ngyan was a fifteen-year-old girl, sticking her tongue out and making funny faces at Wang Yue. The girl bore a striking resemblance to Su ngyan, with about seventy to eighty percent similarity. Though she hadn’t fully matured yet, she was already exceptionally beautiful and charming. She was Wang Yue’s twin sister, Wang Xiner.
Behind the three won stood several young ladies dressed as maids. Although their looks were not as stunning as those of the Wang family’s won, they were still quite attractive, easily qualifying as goddesses in the outside world.
After the awakening of spiritual energy and the rise of the beast tribes, human society underwent significant changes. Survival beca increasingly brutal. Martial families naturally held a high status, while the lives of ordinary people were as worthless as straw. To survive, it was common for people to sell themselves into servitude in martial families.
As for the idea of everyone becoming martial artists, that only existed in fantasies. In reality, every faction kept their cultivation thods tightly guarded, and this was also protected by current laws.
So, unless the beast tribes beca so powerful that humanity was on the brink of extinction, no one would choose to spread their family’s cultivation thods and let everyone practice.
Seeing the two of them walk in, Liu Ruoshi first nodded at Xue Yan. But when she saw Wang Yue wearing a rather unconventional pair of pants and with one hand in his pocket, her brows furrowed sharply, and she scolded, "Look at you! What kind of state is that?"
Wang Yue let out a dry, nervous chuckle and quickly walked over to sit beside his sister, keeping his hand in his pocket the whole ti—although he had been thinking about other things to calm down during the walk, the thing down there showed no signs of softening. Instead, it beca even more rigid.
If he let go at this mont, even the loosest pants wouldn’t be able to hide it.
Liu Ruoshi didn’t make a big deal out of it and simply said, "Hurry up and eat. After you finish, I’ll tell you sothing."
Although it was breakfast, it was anything but simple or light. There were eggs, milk, and a substantial piece of steak for each person. The Wang family, being martial artists, had much higher food requirents than ordinary people, and this applied to the won as well. However, there was an upside to this: no matter how much they ate, they wouldn’t gain weight.
Breakfast was quickly finished, and Liu Ruoshi finally got down to business: "I called you here today to discuss Yue and Xiner’s plans to study at Tianhai Academy next year. I’ve already applied for you. You must work hard. If you can reach the ninth layer of the Qi Refining stage by next year’s selection, you’ll have a good chance of being chosen. Don’t slack off, understand?"
"Understood," Wang Yue and Wang Xiner replied in unison.
Their cultivation aptitude was not bad at all; in fact, it was very good. At just fifteen years old, they had both reached the fifth layer of the Qi Refining stage (Wang Yue had an unexpected boost last night). With a bit of effort, reaching the ninth layer by next September’s selection wouldn’t be a problem.
So Liu Ruoshi and Su ngyan were quite relaxed. If they could enter Tianhai Academy, they would have the opportunity to learn more advanced martial arts and connect with top-tier families, which would be beneficial for the family.
Only Wang Yue knew that he and his sister were not chosen by Tianhai Academy next year. Although they had both reached the ninth layer of the Qi Refining stage, even the peak of the ninth layer, just one step away from the Spirit Condensing stage, it didn’t matter.
But Wang Yue didn’t feel any regret.
The so-called Tianhai Academy was established by several top families in Tianhai and only accepted children from martial arts families in the surrounding areas. Once you entered, although you had the chance to learn more advanced martial arts, you were also branded with the label of those families, and you and your entire family essentially beca their enforcers.
No matter how well you perford, you could never learn the core martial arts of those top families and would always be one step below them.
"Grandma, aren’t our three major families in Jinling related to so martial arts sanctuary? Why don’t we try to study there?" Wang Yue asked.
The expressions on Liu Ruoshi and Su ngyan’s faces changed simultaneously as they asked, "How do you know about that?"
Xue Yan and Wang Xiner, on the other hand, looked completely bewildered.
Wang Yue then rembered that in his previous life, his grandmother and mother only told him about this matter when the crisis of Jinling arrived. Normally, he shouldn’t know about it yet.
"I think I might have heard Father ntion it once when I was little. I’m not sure if I rember correctly," Wang Yue quickly said.
"Alright, let’s not talk about this anymore. I’ll tell you when the ti is right," Liu Ruoshi waved her hand. "You may all go now."
The group responded and got up. Wang Yue, still keeping his left hand in his pocket, followed the two moms and his sister out of his grandmother’s residence in a slightly awkward manner.
"Yue and Xiner, rember what Grandma said and work hard," Su ngyan instructed her children before leaving.
Her personality was extrely calm and composed. Although she was gentle and kind, she didn’t really like socializing with others. If Wang Yue didn’t know that she deeply loved him and his sister, he might have even doubted whether his mother was a fairy from the heavens, indifferent to worldly affairs.
"Work hard and do your best! Aunt Yan believes in you," Xue Yan also encouraged the siblings before leaving as well.
As soon as the two moms were gone, Wang Xiner imdiately beca lively. She jumped onto Wang Yue’s back from behind, tightly hugging his neck with her hands, and said, "Bro, let’s go practice!"
The muscles on Wang Yue’s back tensed as he felt his sister’s budding "little lotus bud" pressing against him. The thing he had been holding down with his left hand almost slipped out of control and threatened to jump out.
Startled, Wang Yue quickly said, "You go by yourself. I’m not feeling well today."
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