Chapter 13 (2/2)

Although the waterfall was not huge, the streams were powerful and rapid. The sides of the waterfall were narrow. A huge boulder was blocking the sides as it seemed to be a dangerous area.

After Zhou Yan sent those two maidens over to the waterfall, the lad could no longer see where they had wandered off to. The lad picked a secluded spot, which only allowed him to see the movements of their angelic, stunningly smooth and beautiful arms. In rare intervals, the arms would peek out ever so slightly.

Zhou Yan was extremely tempted by his raging feelings of lust as he imagined the scene behind the rocky walls.

As the young lad gradually aged, the fifteen-year-old lad began to have some very interesting imaginations.

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Even though Ping’er was too a lady, staring at Ning’er who had godlike beauty, Ping’er could not help but admire her insanely captivating beauty.

“Sister Ning’er, you truly are extremely beautiful. I am ashamed to contest with such beauty.”

Ping’er did not hide her thoughts as she spoke in a soft tone.

A ray of mystifying bright light seemed to radiate from Ning’er’s glimmering, moon-shaped eyes. As she snapped out of her trance after a brief moment, she replied with a smile, “This is nothing more than physical, outer appearance. You know, you’re actually better than me, to have casually followed your master without a single worry. Me, on the other hand, seem to have way too many concerns.

“Even till now, I have no clue as to who I really am, not to mention, my parents and relatives. They are a bigger mystery to me…”

“However, Ping’er is useless. When those people were bullying my master, I was no help to him at all. Instead, I was cowering in fear behind my master. I didn’t even have the basic courage to face those people.”

Ping’er was blaming herself, and it seemed that the better her master treated her, the more she would blame herself.

Those were extremely conflicting feelings.

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As he watched from a distance, the purple dressed young lassies that stood atop the rocky walls resembled goddesses descending from the heavens with the rapid streams of water flowing down beside them. Zhou Yan felt the utmost joy and contempt as he stared at their natural, flawless beauty.

The lad felt pretty amazing as these maidens of such beauty actually belonged to him. His heart was ecstatic.

With a single flick of his wrist, the Sorrow’s Breaker flew out of the lad’s palm with a swift, clean ‘swoosh.’ As the lad stood on the edge of the blade, with the little support from the flying blade, he flew towards the direction of both inhumanly captivating maidens.

As the blade flew out, paired with the perfected Sword Art of Clear Waters Heaven’s Blade, using the powers of the waters below, the young lad managed to conjure a thin veil of clear water.

Floating on the top of the thin water veil, was the legendary sword of Sorrow’s Breaker.

On the edge of the blade was where the young lad stood, his sleeves fluttering along with the wind, he resembled a god standing on a layer of clouds, descending from the heavens above onto this rocky wall.

The lad extended his arms as he held the soft and elegant hands of both maidens. With a slight twitch, he pulled both of them into his strong, loving arms, hugging both the beautiful lassies.

“Whoa…”

“Hmm…”

Both lassies let out a soft moan. However, neither of them struggled.

While Zhou Yan flew over to greet those two maidens, he had briefly contemplated taking advantage of both girls. However, in reality, he recalled what Ning’er had said, and he knew Ping’er was indeed still very young. Thus, he never gave in to his primal instincts.

Of course, in reality, he was extremely tempted, but he chose to act rationally.

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This amazing, beautiful life lasted for two whole days.

In these two days, the trio was never exhausted even though they were crossing mountains and braving streams of water.

While Zhou Yan trained, he never forgot to help build the foundation of Ping’er’s own training in the ways of the sword. He patiently taught her some basic sword skills.

Ping’er’s natural gifts were pretty average, but she was extraordinarily hardworking. In two days, she learned the right way to hold a blade and could perform basic sword skills.

Her soft, tender palms blistered since she was hard at work in her own training and practice. However, she never gave up learning even though her palms hurt.

Ning’er, however, was unable to train, but she completely understood the full extent of the knowledge in Zhou Yan’s intricate sword skill. That natural talent of hers was undeniably terrifying.

The trio never felt pressured or stressed out as these relaxing, worry-free days did not feel like an escape but felt similar to a vacation. The peaceful and blessed days were spent in a life of complete joy and content.

In the span of two days, the bond Zhou Yan shared with these two maidens grew closer than ever before. He knew that the ancient sage, through the will that he inherited, was not known to be an upstanding gentleman. He was extremely tempted to violate both these young lassies right there and then. The imagination of him tricking these young lassies into doing his bidding was unavoidable.

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