Chapter 9 —

Half an hour later, in the enormous bathroom of the Zhao family's main residence.

Hot water steamed, and outside the floor-to-ceiling windows were the myriad lights of Yuejiang City. Zhao Leyun soaked in a bathtub filled with flower petals, her wet red hair clinging to her snow-white shoulders, making her look like a freshly peeled lychee.

Yao Qing leaned against the door, lazily watching her. She changed from a ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) to a simple moon-white robe, and her hair was loosened, with silver hair cascading down to her waist. Her chest and breasts were exposed, and she lost her ethereal beauty, gaining a more languid, homely feel and a worldly air.

“Sister…” Zhao Leyun bit her lip, her voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz, “Why don’t you come in and bathe with me? I’ll scrub your back… hehe.”

Yao Qing waved her hand and said, “This body has already entered the Golden Core stage, ordinary filth can’t dirty my body. I’m just coming with you to experience the long-lost feeling of taking a bath again.”

Zhao Leyun’s face turned bright red, and she tried to look away from Yao Qing’s chest, but she couldn’t: “I… I just want to be closer to you, sister. If that’s not possible, I can give you a massage!”

Yao Qing chuckled, shook her head, and stepped into the bath. Her fingertips twirled on Zhao Leyun’s wet hair: “Okay, but let’s make it clear first—it’s just a massage. If you dare to move, I’ll throw you out.”

Zhao Leyun immediately nodded obediently, but her eyes couldn’t hide her cunning.

…

Yao Qing closed her eyes, half-submerged in the warm water. Her moon-white robe had already been casually taken off and piled up on the edge of the pool. Her silver hair spread across the water's surface, like a pool of melting moonlight.

Taking advantage of a moment of respite, she focused most of her attention on her sea of ​​consciousness, intending to slowly refine the two orbs of golden light of merit, transforming them into pure spiritual energy to nourish her primordial spirit and physical body. Every strand of spiritual energy brought a tingling comfort, causing the corners of her mouth to unconsciously turn up slightly.

Zhao Leyun knelt behind her, her small hands first respectfully pressing on her shoulders and neck. The hot water made her cheeks flushed, and her breathing grew heavier.

Yao Qing's silver hair spread across the water's surface, like a piece of soft silk. Zhao Leyun lowered her head, quietly twirling a strand of hair around her fingertips, then slowly leaned down, her lips almost touching the back of Yao Qing's ear.

"Sister's skin is so smooth..."

Yao Qing was immersed in the pleasure of spiritual energy nourishing her body, so she had no time to pay attention to her. She only gave a perfunctory "hmm" without opening her eyes, taking it as the little girl's coquettishness.

Zhao Leyun seemed to have received some tacit approval upon hearing this, and her boldness grew—she first gently circled her fingers with her fingertips, sliding from her shoulder blades to her waist, and then down her spine.

Underwater, her fingers, like a small fish, quietly explored the inside of Yao Qing's thigh, gently rubbing against that soft spot that had never been touched before, through a thin layer of water.

Yao Qing's eyelashes trembled, but she was still immersed in the merit refining process, taking it as an illusion.

Seeing that she didn't react, Zhao Leyun's breathing became even more erratic. She bit her lip, then pressed herself against Zhao Leyun's back, her small breasts resting on Zhao Leyun's. Her hands reached around to her sides, one supporting her full breasts, flushed pink from the hot water, while the other traced down her flat stomach, precisely finding the small clitoris hidden between the petals, and gently pinching it with her fingertips.

"Mmm…!" Zhao Leyun's eyes snapped open, the golden light of merit in her mind almost exploding.

A strange, tidal wave of pleasure surged from her tailbone to the top of her head—a woman's body is terrifyingly sensitive; that slight touch was like igniting a fuse, instantly burning through her entire body. She instinctively closed her legs, but instead clamped Zhao Leyun's fingers even tighter.

"Little girl! You—" Zhao Leyun's voice trembled slightly, a tremor she herself didn't even realize.

Zhao Leyun whispered in her ear, "It's the first time I've seen your body tremble like this, so cute..."

Her fingers deftly kneaded the small bud, then probed deeper into the slippery crevice, finding the tightly closed entrance, and gently pushing it in a little bit... The hot water, the fingertips, and the girl's breath all mingled together, like an impenetrable net, trapping Yao Qing tightly.

Yao Qing's mind went blank, and her Void Refinement Realm composure instantly crumbled. For the first time, she realized that a woman's body could be so deadly—waves of heat surged upwards, her chest swelled from Zhao Leyun's kneading, and her waist twisted uncontrollably, as if welcoming, yet also trying to escape. (This is purely for plot purposes; how could someone in the Void Refinement Realm have such poor composure? I hope everyone understands.)

"No, stop..." she gritted her teeth and squeezed out three words, but even she couldn't tell if it was a rejection or a plea.

"Hehe, no way~❤"

Zhao Leyun mischievously quickened the pace of her fingers upon hearing this, while her other hand pinched the cherry-red nipple on her chest and gently twisted it.

Just as she was about to go a little deeper with a wicked smile, her fingertips suddenly touched an unusual bulge—it wasn't a woman's soft curve, but a hard, hot, vertical bulge that stretched from below her lower abdomen all the way to the depths of her vulva, throbbing and pulsating through the thin flesh, like a wild beast awakening.

"...Why is your vulva so bulging?" Zhao Leyun blinked, curiosity completely overriding her shyness. She withdrew her hand from the opening and pressed her entire palm against it, gently tracing the hard, hot outline.

"No..."

Yao Qing suddenly snapped back to reality, her voice filled with panic. She tried to close her legs, but it was too late—Zhao Leyun's fingers had already slipped back into the slippery passage, and deep inside, she felt a round, hot oval fleshy ball, like a plump fruit wedged between the fleshy walls, pulsating with her breath.

Zhao Leyun instinctively pinched it and gently pulled it out—with a soft "plop," like a cork being pulled from a bottle. A thick, long, veined male penis sprang out of Yao Qing's vagina, glistening with moisture and carrying a strong musky scent, standing erect in the pool, nearly 20 centimeters long, its glans engorged and tinged with a moist pink.

Hot water splashed up, and Zhao Leyun froze on the spot, her hand still in the "pulling" position, her fingertips still warm from the fleshy orb. She looked down at her fingers covered in honey-like fluid, then at the enormous thing in front of her that was completely out of character for "older sister," and her face flushed red to her ears.

"Sister... sister... you... you have... a man's... here?!"

Yao Qing froze on the edge of the pool, her silver hair clinging messily to her flushed cheeks, her chest heaving violently. The penis was completely uncontrollably erect, throbbing with her heartbeat, a drop of clear liquid even seeping from its tip, spreading on the water's surface.

She wanted to explain, but found her throat dry—when she merged with Emily's soul, the powerful spiritual energy, besides causing her soul's chest to swell, also allowed this body to retain Yang Jing's male characteristics deep within, existing in a strange "hidden" way.

Normally, it was suppressed by the spiritual energy and completely unnoticed, but once its lust was fully aroused, it would... burst forth like this.

“…Shut up.” Yao Qing gritted her teeth, her voice tinged with embarrassment. She raised her hand to push it back down, but the thing seemed to have completely escaped her control, growing harder with each struggle, even twitching in her palm.

Just then, Zhao Leyun behind her suddenly burst out laughing, her shock quickly replaced by fervor. She reached out and cupped the scalding hot penis in her hand, her palm trembling from the heat, yet unwilling to let go:

“So what you said earlier about being a man was true, ❤”

“You, what do you want to do?” Yao Qing’s heart tightened, sensing something was wrong.

“That way, I can serve you, sister, to repay your kindness! Like… like this now—❤❤”

Before she finished speaking, Zhao Leyun’s hand, gripping the penis, began to stroke it rapidly up and down, making a series of lewd “glug” sounds.

“Glug, glug…” Water splashed everywhere, the lewd sounds echoing in the enclosed bathroom, making Yao Qing’s breathing even heavier.

Zhao Leyun was still a naive young girl, and her initial technique was quite clumsy. But soon, she found the most sensitive groove on the penis, and her fingertips began to gently scrape along the veined shaft.

"Leyun...stop..."

"Sister, don't refuse me~❤ Since you were a man before, and now you have both a man's penis and a woman's vagina, I have to let you know that a girl's body is much more comfortable than a man's!"

Zhao Leyun's voice was sweet yet mischievous, hiding a barely perceptible possessiveness. She lowered her head, her red lips pressed against Yao Qing's nape, and gently bit her, leaving a wet tooth mark.

"And...didn't you just say you're not an immortal? Then—you must have the same sexual anxieties as mortals, right?"

As she spoke, her hands moved faster, her fingertips circling the most sensitive part of the glans, the coronal sulcus. Her other hand wasn't idle either, sliding down Yao Qing's flat abdomen, slipping into the petals stretched open by the penis, precisely finding the already engorged and erect clitoris, and expertly playing with it.

"Mmm~❤❤"

Yao Qing suddenly threw her head back, her silver hair whipping across the water in a glistening arc. The woman's flower and the man's massive member were stimulated simultaneously, the pleasure overlapping like a tide, instantly engulfing her. Her legs unconsciously tightened, but this only squeezed Zhao Leyun's fingers even deeper, the tender flesh of her inner walls greedily sucking on the intruder, making a "glug-glug" sound.

"Sister's reaction is so strong~" Zhao Leyun laughed like a cunning little fox, her tongue licking Yao Qing's earlobe. "It's so hot inside... and there's so much water... Sure enough, sister is actually feeling pretty good too, right?"

Yao Qing gritted her teeth, trying to use her spiritual power to suppress it, but the pleasure was like a flood bursting its banks. As soon as she circulated her spiritual power, it was overwhelmed by an even stronger tingling sensation. For a moment, as a Golden Core Soul Refining Void expert, she could only let Zhao Leyun's fingers stir inside her body, while her other hand stroked the penis faster and faster.

"Sister, don't hold back~" Zhao Leyun whispered in her ear, "Leyun will make sister feel good... just like sister saved Leyun, Leyun also wants to make sister feel happy and joyful, so... let it out?❤"

As she spoke, her fingers suddenly thrust deep into her flower cave, precisely grinding against the most sensitive protrusion.

"Oh oh oh ah~❤❤❤"

Yao Qing arched her back suddenly, her silver hair spreading across the water's surface, her full breasts heaving violently, splashing water everywhere.

She could no longer hold back; her powerful soul, honed to the Void Refinement Realm, had completely succumbed.

Pleasure surged through her body like a tidal wave; her vagina and her monstrous member spasmed simultaneously, streams of warm, lustful fluid and semen gushing from deep within her vagina and urethral opening, mixing with the hot water and slowly spreading across the surface.