The Twentieth
Ever since Jingyi’s script had been completed, there was no longer any need for Anoteros to hold back from using her. So, feeling the urge, he pinned his maid against the wall of the bathroom, roughly tugged at the white pants she wore, pulling half of them off. Then slipped her cute panties aside to get access to the moist region, fiddling with it using his hand for a few moments before thrusting inside.
Pressing Jingyi between his robust body and the wall, he manhandled her for a little while, going for quick play with the white-haired girl. Not extending the fun for much longer than five minutes, not like he needed any longer to turn her into a mess.
Anoteros let her moan as loudly as she wanted for the duration of the session, unleashing his pearly flood straight into her voracious pit. A cascade of his donation poured out as he let her slide down the wall and onto the ground. He then tightly gripped his headmaid’s hair, presenting her with something to clean, which she gladly took care of using both mouth and tongue, giving a nice polish to her master’s boa.
He lightly slapped the girl's soft cheek with his warm club before hiding it back in his clothing, giving a pat atop Jingyi’s head.
“It’s starting to get late, you should go to bed” he remarked. Leaving the bathroom without looking back at the girl who was still leaking some of his seed.
Now that he understood what her innate trait was about, Edrick also realised why, back when he had been tormenting and deliberately finishing inside of her without regard for the consequences, she had never actually gotten pregnant despite Edrick being a breeding bull in terms of fertility.
It was simply because she was aligned with death, and currently incapable of controlling it, that her body could not support the creation of life at all. Anoteros had not made mention of it to her, mostly due to the fact that he had made a conjecture that impregnating her and letting the life within be naturally snuffed out would actually help her fully awaken the trait faster.
This was just a theory he had come up with, though, so it might be bollocks. In any case, until further notice, Edrick would not hesitate to fill her up whenever possible without taking any measures to prevent impregnation. If she actually ended up carrying a baby, then it wouldn’t really matter anyway. She was his obedient maid, making children for him was but one task she could, and would eventually fulfil. Even if she was not assigned to the nursery, he would be stupid not to capitalise on her unique constitution and have her pump out heirs for him to present to his family.
But that would have to wait until Jingyi awakened her trait in full. Which was probably going to take a little while. It will likely take longer than Fanqia’s bloodline to manifest.
For now, he went to sleep, slumbering like a newborn whilst surrounded by the gentle holds of his four wives.
The next few days were mostly uneventful until the twentieth of Decina rolled around the corner. Five days was the time it took for Xiao to mostly recover from his injuries, and that was with Edrick convincing the two female elders to lend a hand directly. Being another token of kindness Anoteros extended to the protagonist.
Xiao still bore some marks of the fight, just as Edrick did, but physically, they were both basically as good as new.
“I must admit, it took me a little while to get a grasp of what happened at the end, when you impaled me with your rapier” the two men met out in Oie around a nice cup of tea from a shop Edrick had scooted out with Luxuli during a walk.
This place used some sort of mint leaves in what they brewed, and it really made for a great taste. It was just mundane tea that contained nothing that helped with cultivation or recovery, but the first purpose of tea was to be drunk and enjoyed. Seeking benefits in everything was a fool’s affair.
“Oh? You understood the little trick that I used? I kept it nicely under wraps so that you really wouldn’t see it coming… I was hoping that I would still have it available for whatever next spar we might have” the noble scion exchanged a pleasantry, making the crimson-eyed youth form a wry smile. He was not looking forward to another fight with Anoteros. He would rather face some simpler opponents before trying again.
“Yeah, I guessed that it was a battle art considering the odd motions you made beforehand. Honestly, I really should have known that something was off when you did that… I wouldn’t have seen through the exact nature of the art, but still… Battle arts are a well-known, complementary way of power used by us cultivators…” Xiao felt somewhat bitter and silly, especially since it wasn’t actually him who had deciphered what had happened, but Elder Chengzhe.
For someone supposed to have more knowledge than everyone else, Xiao had somehow completely forgotten about battle arts during the fight and afterwards. He surely would have thought of it eventually, but without the old ghost, it probably would have taken an embarrassingly long time.
“You have a keen mind, Xiao… I don’t blame you for not thinking about it in the heat of the moment. Beginner cultivators like us usually do not have access to any sort of battle arts after all. The practice has mostly stagnated, if not regressed, during the last centuries. Or so I heard. Battle arts that are worth anything are as rare as some incredible cultivation techniques nowadays, especially those that have such low requirements like the one I used” Edrick did not actually explain the battle art at all, which was understandable, so Xiao did not try to probe further.
“May I ask how you came into possession of it?” instead, he decided to make small talk about something that was of little importance.
“My second wife, who used to be my servant, was taught this battle art by my family so that he would have more means of protecting me if needs be”
“I see… Did you just say ‘he’?” just as he blurted that out, a third person joined them.
“Edrick, the carriage is ready!” it was a somewhat short young man dressed like an inner disciple of the Myriad-Arm Sect, who Xiao did not recognise at a glance.
“Ah, then let us depart right now… By the way, Xiao, this is Shu–Shu, this is Xiao”
The noble turned to the protagonist.
“I invited Shu over to join the fun as well, the more the merrier, am I right?”
“I guess so” Xiao greeted the inner disciple, feeling a bit nervous. This was not just a friendly meeting after all. He was here to follow Edrick and take part in whatever it was that Edrick had cooked up for him.
Knowing just a little about Anoteros was enough to have an inkling about the overall nature of what that would be about…