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    After returning to her Cave Dwelling, Yan Lan’s face was still flushed with embarrassment and anger.

    She took a sip of tea from the table but still felt parched.

    “Huff, huff, huff!”

    She took several deep breaths, trying to calm herself and push away the images lingering in her mind.

    But the more she tried, the clearer the scenes became, making her more upset and restless.

    Suddenly, she sat on her meditation cushion, crossed her legs, and began to cultivate with closed eyes.

    But as soon as she closed her eyes, the image of Lu Changsheng playing with her sister flashed before her, making it impossible to calm down.

    At this moment, she realized her back was wet with sweat, sticky and uncomfortable.

    She immediately went to the bath to bathe.

    Thinking of her sister’s joyful expression earlier, she gently ran her hand down her body.

    But the electric sensation caused her to shudder, and a look of disgust appeared on her face.

    After soaking in the water for a long time, she finally suppressed the images in her mind. She put on a simple dress, walked out of the bath, lit a scented incense from the cupboard, and lay down to sleep.

    Yet, the images appeared again in her mind, making it hard to fall asleep.

    She didn’t know how much time passed before she finally drifted into a deep sleep.

    However, in her dreams, the images began to churn again.

    She dreamt of scenes that were hard to describe.

    One moment she saw Lu Changsheng holding hands with her sister, Yu Fei, intimately.

    The next moment, her sister was chatting with her, but the conversation always revolved around Lu Changsheng.

    And soon, she found herself dreaming about today again.

    Her sister’s blushing face and shy demeanor were clear as Lu Changsheng toyed with her in various ways.

    At that moment, she suddenly saw Lu Changsheng carrying her sister out of the Cave Dwelling, staring straight at her.

    “Yan Gaozhu, you’ve been watching for so long, do you want to join?”

    The handsome young man, as if holding a child, cradled her sister in his arms, his eyes filled with greedy desire as he gazed at her, intending to do something improper.

    She instinctively tried to scold him.

    But she found that no sound could come out of her mouth.

    She couldn’t even move an inch.

    Then, a rustling sound echoed as her clothes were forcefully undone, revealing everything.

    As the scene shifted, it was as if she was watching herself from a god’s perspective, seeing herself under Lu Changsheng’s assault, looking just like her sister.

    “Ah!”

    Her body trembled violently, and she screamed, suddenly waking up from her bed.

    Her body, wrapped in the thin dress, was already burning like fire, covered in a sheen of sweat.

    Even her smooth, full forehead, swan-like neck, and flat, firm stomach were drenched in sweat.

    “Was that a dream?”

    Yan Lan’s face, which was usually too stern and devoid of femininity, was now red as a rose, giving her an unexpectedly charming look.

    After breaking through to Foundation Establishment, cultivators rarely dream.

    Unless their state is weak or they’ve experienced inner devils, their mind disturbed, they may dream.

    She knew that the intense events earlier had shaken her mind, causing this nightmare.

    “This Lu Changsheng, with his notorious reputation, might have had such thoughts last night.”

    Yan Lan blushed, biting her lip lightly.

    Even though it was their first meeting yesterday, she had a good initial impression of Lu Changsheng.

    But after seeing him with her sister, her opinion rapidly plummeted.

    Considering Lu Changsheng’s infamous reputation with women, she thought Lu Changsheng might really have the thoughts in her dream.

    “If that’s the case, Feifei might have brought a wolf into the house.”

    Yan Lan bit her lip hard, her heart full of worry.

    If this Lu Changsheng really had improper intentions towards her, she would be completely defenseless.

    Moreover, her sister had fallen for him at first sight and even became his concubine, making it difficult for her to confront him head-on.

    “Sigh.”

    She sat cross-legged on the bed, her strong legs tensing, grabbing her loose green hair in frustration.

    In the past, she would’ve gone to her sister, Yu Fei, for advice on how to handle this.

    But now…

    Furthermore, she recalled that in her dream, when Lu Changsheng ‘bullied’ her, her sister did nothing to stop it—she even seemed ready to aid him.

    At that moment, Lu Changsheng was chatting with the Lu Family’s children stationed at the Misty Rain Market, asking about the Market’s situation.

    Completely unaware of Yan Lan’s thoughts.

    If he knew, he would be speechless, calling her foolish.

    Although he had some interest in these hymeneal sisters, that was all.

    How could he possibly force them!

    Moreover, this Old Ancestor always emphasized respecting women, never forcing them against their will.

    “Father.”

    Three children of the Lu Family were stationed at the Misty Rain Market.

    The leader was named Lu Yunfei.

    He was the son of Lu Changsheng and Bai Feifei, born in Lu Changsheng’s early years, and now at the peak of Qi Refining.

    After completing this mission, he planned to return home and break through to Foundation Establishment.

    Lu Yunfei respectfully reported the situation at the Misty Rain Market and some follow-up arrangements by their family.

    Since the Misty Rain Market was affiliated with Bihu Mountain, it was not just about offering annual tributes.

    They also had to allow Bihu Mountain to open shops in the Market, establish workshops, and recruit rogue cultivators.

    This would not only bring additional income to Bihu Mountain but also increase its reputation.

    “Hmm, you handle these arrangements, but you should focus more on cultivation rather than daily affairs.”

    After listening for a while, Lu Changsheng responded, clearly uninterested in these matters.

    The annual revenue from the Misty Rain Market was at most about ten to twenty thousand Spirit Stones.

    Even if they opened shops and workshops, the revenue might increase, but it would still be only about thirty to forty thousand Spirit Stones at best.

    For a Foundation Establishment family, that was indeed a huge sum.

    But for Lu Changsheng, it was not very significant.

    Besides, a large amount of Spirit Stones would be needed for initial preparations.

    It might take three to five years, or even ten years, before they saw any returns.

    “Understood, Father.”

    The three Lu Family children respectfully agreed, knowing their father never paid much attention to these matters.

    But while their father could be indifferent, they couldn’t afford to be careless.

    When he heard that his father had returned from the Heavenly Yuan Secret Realm, he had already started preparing.

    After discussing the general situation at the Misty Rain Market with his son, Lu Changsheng returned to the Misty Rain Pavilion.

    The main reason he came here was to solidify his relationship with Yu Fei.

    Now that their relationship was confirmed, it was time to have a child.

    Inside the Misty Rain Pavilion, in the elegant Cave Dwelling filled with lingering incense.

    “Creak! Creak! Creak—”

    The sound of creaking wood and the bed frame echoed continuously.

    Suddenly, the meticulously crafted second-level bed frame, designed to promote calm, couldn’t bear the weight and collapsed with a loud crash.

    Yu Fei, who was holding onto the bed, let out a long moan, melting completely.

    This Old Ancestor was truly too fierce.

    If she didn’t have Foundation Establishment cultivation and peak level one body tempering, she felt she couldn’t have withstood Lu Changsheng’s onslaught.

    “If it were my sister, she probably could.”

    At this moment, she thought of her sister, Yan Lan.

    Her sister not only had a cultivation of the sixth level of Foundation Establishment.

    But she had also broken through to the second level in body tempering, with a physical strength far beyond the average person.

    But she wasn’t just thinking of dragging her sister into this.

    Earlier, when she went to see her sister, she noticed something was off.

    When they were chatting, there seemed to be an invisible barrier between them.

    Having relied on each other for years, she knew immediately what was going on.

    She was sure that her earlier enthusiasm towards this Old Ancestor had made her sister uncomfortable.

    Then, when her sister happened to be outside her Cave Dwelling and saw her and the Old Ancestor…

    Given the situation, she had a thought—to have her sister marry Lu Changsheng too.

    This would not only remove the barrier between them but also lighten the load on her shoulders.

    And in the future, when they entered Bihu Mountain, they could support each other.

    “Husband, I really can’t go on.”

    Yu Fei shuddered as she saw Lu Changsheng still full of energy, her face flushed as she spoke shyly.

    There’s a saying that there’s no farm ruined by a cow, but facing this Old Ancestor, she felt completely worn out.

    “It’s fine, Fei’er, take a good rest.”

    Lu Changsheng chuckled, knowing that getting pregnant wasn’t something that could be rushed.

    Now that he had broken through to the Golden Core stage and had condensed the Yin-Yang Dao Golden Core, it was becoming increasingly difficult to get pregnant.

    Even with the system enhancing the ‘Five Aggregates Cultivation Technique,’ it would still take half a month or even one to two months of continuous effort for a chance at conception.

    After resting for a while, she headed to her sister’s place, her legs trembling slightly.

    She gently patted her slightly swollen abdomen, wondering if she was pregnant.

    She wasn’t against the idea of getting pregnant.

    At her age and talent, she had long given up hope of reaching Golden Core Formation.

    In this situation, it made sense to have children and continue the family line.

    In fact, marrying Lu Changsheng was partly motivated by this idea.

    Because of the names of Lu Ping’an, Lu Wangshu, and the condition of the Lu Family’s children, rumors were already circulating that Lu Changsheng might possess some sort of fertility-enhancing Spiritual Body.

    Not only was he exceptionally talented in Dual Cultivation, but he could also significantly enhance the Spirit Root aptitude of his offspring.

    Otherwise, it would be incredible, even impossible, based on luck alone for the Lu Family’s ancestral tomb to produce such a lineage.

    So she was eagerly hoping that she could give birth to a child as brilliant as Lu Ping’an or Lu Wangshu.

    It wasn’t about gaining status by having a child.

    It’s simply the traditional mindset of the cultivation world—passing on the bloodline and continuing the legacy, entrusting their own pursuit of immortality to their children, disciples, or descendants.

    “Greetings, Second Master!”

    “Greetings, Master!”

    Aside from Yan Lan and Yu Fei, there were still some orphans and trusted subordinates they had trained at the Misty Rain Pavilion.

    Seeing Yu Fei approach, they immediately greeted her with respect.

    “Hmm.”

    A moment later, Yu Fei found her sister in a pavilion.

    Today, Yan Lan wore a soft cyan armor with a cloak draped over her shoulders, making her already tall figure look even more slender. She was both heroic and graceful.

    “Fei’er.”

    Yan Lan looked at her sister, her clear eyes filled with complex emotions.

    Her sister had previously given her the High-Tier Breaking Stage Pill she’d obtained.

    But over these past few days, she’d had difficulty calming down to cultivate.

    “Sister.”

    Seeing her sister in this state, Yu Fei naturally knew she had something on her mind.

    She immediately walked gracefully forward, her delicate body naturally sitting on her sister’s lap, her seductive red lips brushing against her sister’s plump, tender ones.

    “Fei’er.”

    Yan Lan’s face showed a hint of surprise, slightly at a loss.

    Seeing her sister so enamored with Lu Changsheng, and knowing the two of them had been inseparable for days, she had been filled with bitterness and even a sense of hopelessness.

    But now, seeing that her sister was still the same, all the emotions she’d been bottling up for days—bitterness, and grievances—all flooded out. She tightly embraced her sister, and the two lost themselves in the moment.

    Moments later, their faces were flushed as they exhaled hot breaths over each other.

    “Fei’er, close the door.”

    Yan Lan softly murmured, quickly saying.

    In the past, no one would interrupt them here.

    But now, there was an Old Ancestor in the Misty Rain Pavilion.

    If he suddenly appeared while she was with her sister… she didn’t dare imagine what would happen.

    “Creak!”

    The pavilion door closed, the barrier activated, and their dresses and armor gently fell to the ground.

    Then they clung tightly together, inseparable, constantly caressing each other.

    After a long time, Yan Lan entered a state of deep emotion, suddenly detecting a strange scent.

    It was an unfamiliar smell.

    Before she could realize what it was, deep within the valley, a torrent of emotions surged.

    “Boom!”

    At that moment, she realized what had happened.

    Her emotional eyes were suddenly filled with shame and anger, her blushing face becoming as red as a rose, dripping with fervor.

    Yu Fei also felt embarrassed, completely forgetting about it.

    Seeing her sister’s expression, a new wave of excitement flooded Yu Fei’s mind. She hesitated before whispering softly into her sister’s ear, “Sister…”

    On this very day, Lu Changsheng entered the Cave Dwelling with Yu Fei.

    After days of bonding, the two of them had become very familiar with each other.

    But at this moment, Lu Changsheng felt a bit strange.

    Because the moment he entered the Cave Dwelling, he noticed someone hiding in the wardrobe.

    Although the wardrobe had a barrier to block any aura, and the person was suppressing their Spiritual Energy, he still detected it immediately.

    With his Divine Sense, he saw that the person inside was none other than the main mistress of the Misty Rain Market, Yan Lan.

    “What’s going on? Do these two sisters have an unusually close bond, or perhaps some unique hobby?”

    Lu Changsheng felt inexplicably puzzled.

    If Yan Lan had shown up outside Yu Fei’s Cave Dwelling earlier, it could be considered a coincidence, but now it felt beyond explanation.

    Although this Old Ancestor didn’t mind being watched by someone else.

    The relationship between the two sisters made him feel strange.

    But after hesitating for a moment, Lu Changsheng didn’t dwell on it.

    Since Yan Lan needed her sister’s company, and Yan Lan liked this kind of perspective, then this Old Ancestor was willing to comply.

    Moreover, with this Yan Lan in the wardrobe, Lu Changsheng found himself more interested.

    Especially seeing Yan Lan’s flushed face, rapid breathing, and tightly clenched fists—her emotions shifting constantly between shame, anger, jealousy, and pain—made Lu Changsheng find it exceedingly amusing.

    Moments later, the sound of raindrops hitting banana leaves resonated in the wardrobe, pulling at Yan Lan’s heartstrings.

    Perhaps it was just a coincidence.

    But Lu Changsheng and her sister’s positions were perfectly aligned with the wardrobe.

    Allowing her to clearly see their tender affection and fiery passion.

    Watching her beloved sister with a man, showing fleeting expressions of shame and pleasure—with happiness, pain, and unbearable tension flashing across her features—she felt her throat tighten.

    She didn’t know how much time had passed when Yu Fei suddenly whimpered, weakly calling out for her sister’s help.

    The wardrobe trembled slightly, and inside, Yan Lan, her body hot and exhausted, stepped out shakily.

    “?”

    Lu Changsheng was slightly surprised to see this, a playful grin tugging at the corners of his mouth.

    What was this?

    Did this mistress of the Market want to join too?

    While he didn’t mind, her expression didn’t seem to suggest willingness.

    He then looked at Yu Fei, seeking an explanation.

    “Husband…”

    Yu Fei immediately transmitted a message to Lu Changsheng, explaining that her sister had witnessed a traumatic event involving force during her youth.

    This left her with a deep shadow in her heart, a psychological block, and a strong aversion to men, especially matters between men and women.

    But the sisters had always relied on each other for so many years, and her sister was ultimately unable to let go.

    If things continued like this, there would inevitably be a rift between them, making it impossible to maintain their former closeness.

    So she came up with an idea for both of them to marry Lu Changsheng.

    But she only hoped Lu Changsheng would be gentle with her sister.

    Afterwards, Yu Fei’s face was flushed with embarrassment.

    “I see.”

    Lu Changsheng understood after hearing this explanation.

    He didn’t say anything and just looked towards Yan Lan, waiting for her to make her own decision.

    After all, matters between women were beyond his understanding; it was like how a man might feel about being with another man.

    So he didn’t force her, leaving her to make the choice.

    Yan Lan looked at her sister, then at Lu Changsheng, her hands clenched into fists, summoning all the courage she could muster, but still hesitated with fear. Then, she blankly looked back at her sister.

    Seeing this, Yu Fei gently sighed and immediately embraced her sister.

    Normally, the two were very close, but with Lu Changsheng nearby, Yu Fei felt a little embarrassed.

    However, Yan Lan didn’t show much shyness before Lu Changsheng, as if treating him as a part of the background.

    “Sister, have you made up your mind?”

    Yu Fei didn’t want her sister to have regrets and resent her.

    “Fei’er, I’ve made up my mind.”

    Yan Lan hesitated for a moment and then nodded.

    But she still felt a bit fearful around Lu Changsheng.

    Seeing this, Lu Changsheng sighed and decided to use the effects of the Immaculate Heavenly Fragrance Body just a little.

    With this effect, Yan Lan’s resistance immediately lessened, but she still had traces of fear.

    Yu Fei was by her side, constantly comforting her.

    A moment later, Yan Lan, who had always been tough and strong, lay in her sister’s embrace, her face full of grievance and pain as she sobbed softly.

    Lu Changsheng was at a loss, thinking that this kind of girl was really high maintenance, offering no pleasure at all.

    But remembering that she was technically on his side and that she had a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivation, with a chance to break through to Late-Stage Foundation Establishment with the Breaking Stage Pill, this Old Ancestor decided to be patient, silently activating his technique, displaying his exceptional skills.

    His plan was to help her get used to it, to appreciate the taste, and then make her realize the difference—how could mundane pleasures compare to being with a true dragon!

    At this thought, Lu Changsheng felt a small sense of accomplishment.

    With both Lu Changsheng and Yu Fei exerting themselves, Yan Lan didn’t resist as much as she had at the beginning, slowly settling into it.

    But she still couldn’t be as natural as her sister, needing a break after one round.

    Lu Changsheng didn’t mind.

    Her situation was different from Yu Fei’s. She had some resistance towards him and was slow to warm up.

    In this case, he needed to gradually heat things up.

    Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, a month had gone by.

    During this time, Lu Changsheng spent most of his days cultivating in the Misty Rain Pavilion.

    After his relentless efforts, Yu Fei finally became pregnant.

    Yan Lan, however, had not conceived.

    But Lu Changsheng wasn’t worried about her conceiving just yet.

    Once a female cultivator is pregnant, her cultivation strength could be affected.

    Since Yan Lan still needed to oversee the Misty Rain Market, it wouldn’t be good if both sisters were pregnant and something troublesome happened.

    After over a month of gradual progress, Yan Lan’s resistance towards Lu Changsheng had lessened.

    However, she still preferred being affectionate with her sister when the three of them were together, often being somewhat indifferent towards the Old Ancestor.

    Lu Changsheng could roughly guess the reason behind this and didn’t care too much.

    As long as Yu Fei was there, conquering this mistress was just a matter of time.

    Having been away for so long, with Yu Fei now pregnant, he decided not to stay at the Misty Rain Market any longer and gave a few simple instructions before heading back to Bihu Mountain.

    Chapter Summary

    Yan Lan struggles with uneasy dreams involving Lu Changsheng and her sister, Yu Fei. As she battles her inner fears, Yu Fei decides that both sisters should marry Lu Changsheng to maintain their bond. Although initially resistant, Yan Lan's attitude gradually softens. Lu Changsheng largely focuses on cultivating with Yu Fei, who becomes pregnant, while Yan Lan remains conflicted about her relationship with him. With Yu Fei expecting, Lu Changsheng decides to return to Bihu Mountain.

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