473: Chapter 473 Sixth Junior Sister is in Trouble

Qihuang Peak and Panlong Peak.

The two peaks stood on the left and right, like wings guarding the main Tianyuan Floating Island.

"Qihuang Peak has Mianyu Tower, Yingyu Terrace, and Tianxiang Pavilion," Yue Xinxi pointed to the left, "and Panlong Peak has Golden Lotus Workshop, Tiangong Pavilion, and Qingtian Pavilion."

"Elders and Disciples can choose different cultivation directions based on their own needs."

"For example... Mianyu Tower focuses on the chest, Yingyu Terrace focuses on the mouth, and Tianxiang Pavilion focuses on body fragrance. Golden Lotus Workshop focuses on the feet, Tiangong Pavilion focuses on the hands, and Qingtian Pavilion focuses on the legs."

Yue Xinlan glanced at her sideways: "Is your... Cultivate normal?"

Yue Xinxi's gaze drifted into the distance, "... Of course it's normal."

The Dao discussion platform.

Dozens of Disciples were sparring and discussing the Dao. A figure in white moved through the field, guiding them, their posture like the wind, their Sword Intent imposing.

"That is Elder Zhang Baifeng, guiding the martial arts discussion."

By the Twin Lakes, Jinxi Pond and the Jade Toad Bay stood on the left and right, like the sun and moon shining together. Several painted boats were in the lake, and one could vaguely see a few Merfolk Race figures moving through the rippling light, their tail fins flashing with fine light in the sun.

On the other side, a few Jade Fox Clan women lay half-reclined on the stone platform by the lake, their fox tails lazily dipping into the water, chatting and laughing with other Disciples.

"Merfolk Race, Jade Fox Clan..." Yue Xinxi introduced them one by one.

Yue Xinlan's gaze swept over them.

Zaiwu Peak, Wendao Peak, Yinyuan Peak... Yue Xinxi introduced them one by one, and Yue Xinlan silently memorized them.

Returning to Tianyuan Floating Island.

Yue Xinlan stood by the railing, overlooking the vast Sect territory beneath her feet. Twilight was approaching, and the evening glow dyed the mountains a golden red.

She remained silent for a long time before slowly speaking:

"This... is indeed a blessed land for female cultivators."

She paused and added: "The Human Race and Yao Race live in harmony. Resources are abundant, there is no infighting, everyone is helpful and friendly, it's just that they are a bit... lewd towards the Sect Master."

"The magic of this Sect is the best I've ever seen."

Everything she saw today brought Yue Xinlan a shock far greater than any moment before.

The immortality of the everlasting light tablet, the complete removal of erosion qi by the Sheng-Sheng Creation Spring, the ancestral Bloodline return in the Ancestral Blood Pool, the thousand-fold time acceleration in the Heaven-Reaching Tower...

Each and every one of them was overturning her understanding of a "Holy Land."

She increasingly suspected whether Ling Hao was the illegitimate child of some great being from the Immortal Realm—the kind who descended to the mortal world to undergo a tribulation.

"I heard," Yue Xinlan suddenly spoke, "that the Moonshadow Sect also has a Cave-Heaven Small World."

Yue Xinxi nodded: "Yes."

"Can you take me to see it?"

Walking along today, she heard that the insights into the Dao in that Small World were ten thousand times clearer than outside, as if the Dao was standing naked in front of you.

The resources inside could basically be taken at will as long as one applied for them; one even only needed to tell the Grand Elder.

Yue Xinxi shook her head.

Yue Xinlan was slightly stunned: "Why?"

"There is a condition for entering the Small World."

"What condition? Do I need to join the Moonshadow Sect?"

Yue Xinlan thought for a moment, "That makes sense, this is considered a critical area of the Sect, I was being rash."

"No."

"No?"

"It's just that..."

"Which one?"

Yue Xinxi did not answer, looking at Yue Xinlan without speaking.

Yue Xinlan had a flash of inspiration.

Combining the information she learned from Xiao Yu and what she saw and heard today, the source of the power that allows Moonshadow Sect Elders and Disciples to raise a major Realm in a short time is that Small World.

A major Realm? Dual Cultivation?

The silver ornament in Yue Xinlan's hand rang softly as she looked at the mountains in the distance dyed red by the evening glow.

"... I should have understood earlier."

Ling Hao returned; this day happened to be a rest day. According to the previous arrangement, the rest day... was not a rest day either.

The bright moon rose in the east, and the clear light spilled over Haoran Tower.

Ling Hao pushed the door open and entered. The candle had not been lit, and moonlight leaked in through the window lattice, spreading a layer of silver frost on the floor.

The three little ones were lying side by side in the quilt, the moonlight outlining three small silhouettes. White silk stockings shimmered in the dark night, and three pairs of small feet poked out from the corner of the quilt, neatly placed on the brocade quilt.

Upon seeing the scene before him, Ling Hao's eyes widened slightly.

You Ruo was wearing lace-trimmed short socks, the cuffs only reaching her ankles, edged with dense lace, wrapping only her round ankles.

Hua Lian's were knee-high stockings, the white silk threads clinging to her slender calves, shining with a pearl-like luster in the moonlight, the cuffs leaving a faint mark on the middle of her thighs.

Jin Linger's were waist-high stockings, the silk extending from her toes all the way to her waist, completely wrapping her two slender legs.

Under the moonlight, the six small feet were neatly arranged, the toes round and jade-like, and through the thin white silk, one could see the faint pink on the nails.

They only wore these three pairs of silk stockings, their bodies glowing with a fluorescent white light in the moonlight.

You Ruo discovered him first, her amber beast pupils shining brightly. She lifted one foot, and the white-socked small foot gently rubbed against the back of Ling Hao's hand:

"Male brother, you're back."

Ling Hao sat down by the couch. You Ruo immediately placed a pair of small feet on Ling Hao's palm and rubbed them.

Hua Lian also timidly handed over her feet, resting her calves on his knees, her ankles slender, the lace of the sock cuffs just caught on the joints.

Jin Linger was the quietest, only straightening her legs, pretending not to care.

Ling Hao held You Ruo's foot and scratched it gently.

You Ruo was so ticklish that her toes wiggled, giggling, and her small feet kicked around.

"Little National Teacher said... Brother, you like to eat this..."

Ling Hao's eye twitched.

Ye Xinglan...

He lowered his head and tapped gently on the white-silk-covered instep.

You Ruo let out an "Ah."

Ling Hao held Hua Lian's ankles and pulled her a little closer. Jin Linger's long-stockinged legs were placed on his knees.

"Alright, behave."

The candle was not lit, and the moonlight was silent.

Before long, the three pairs of small feet were held together in his arms, the fabric of the white silk soles pressed tightly together.

Ling Hao closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Sleep."

He pulled the quilt over, covering the three pairs of small feet along with the three small bodies. He waved his hand, the candle went out, and even the moonlight seemed to fade a little.

In the darkness, it was quiet for a moment.

You Ruo suddenly spoke, her voice cunning: "Male brother... do you feel it?"

Ling Hao didn't speak.

You Ruo arched in the quilt, her small body pressing closer: "Your heartbeat is so fast."

"... Sleep."

"Brother," Hua Lian's voice drifted from the other side, thin and small, "We soaked in the Ancestral Blood Pool..."

Jin Linger added: "It should be... a little bigger."

Ling Hao withdrew his hand: "I felt it, sleep."

If this continues, he won't be able to act as that Saint!

Hua Lian also moved closer, her pink hair rubbing against his chin:

"Brother... mine..."

Her voice became smaller and smaller, "Do you want to..."

Ling Hao closed his eyes: "No, sleep."

Jin Linger silently moved her body half an inch closer to him. Under the thin quilt, the pair of waist-high white silk stockings rubbed against his calves, cold and silky.

The three little ones were quiet for a moment, then started again.

"Does Brother not like us anymore?"

You Ruo's voice was muffled, coming from inside the quilt.

"No."

"Then why..."

Hua Lian's voice carried a crying tone,

"Senior Sisters said, they all want Brother's little baby... We want one too..."

Ling Hao opened his eyes and looked at the top of the bed.

He had noticed it when he was in Baiyan Prefecture.

Throughout the Sect, from Elders to Disciples, the look in their eyes when they looked at him was becoming more and more eager, and their words were all about "children."

After returning to the Moonshadow Sect, this trend became even more intense, and even newly admitted Disciples were clamoring to "get pregnant with the Sect Master's Bloodline."

He didn't expect even the three little ones to be infected.

How did this develop into this? Or rather, who is playing tricks?

"You are still young."

He sighed.

"We are not young anymore!" You Ruo was anxious, poking her head out from the quilt,

"We have been born for forty or fifty years! By human age, we are already adults!"

Hua Lian nodded:

"That's right, Brother... Why can the Little National Teacher, but we can't?"

Ling Hao choked.

Ye Xinglan—it was her again.

He was silent for a moment, reached out and rubbed the top of You Ruo's hair, his voice lowering:

"Wait until you grow up a bit more. At least... grow up and get taller."

The three little ones looked at each other and helplessly shrank back into the quilt.

"Then it's a promise..." You Ruo muttered.

"Yeah, it's a promise."

In the darkness, Ling Hao's hand gently stroked the three bulging small lumps under the quilt, feeling the rise and fall of the three small bodies' breathing.

The night passed without a word.

The next morning.

The door of the room was banged on loudly.

"Revered Master! Revered Master!"

Chi Wanhe's voice came from outside the door, urgent and sharp, "Junior Sister Six seems to be in trouble!"

Ling Hao opened his eyes abruptly.