Xue Ke stood in the middle of the crowd, having arrived promptly after receiving the summons. These days, when she wasn't dedicated to her spirit cultivation, she was busy mastering the various massage techniques Fu Ye had taught her. She had even taken it upon herself to "self-study" a few extra-curricular courses—courses that, while not exactly part of a standard royal curriculum, were designed to ensure Fu Ye's absolute comfort and pleasure.
"Well, since everyone is here, line up and come over one by one," Fu Ye said with a satisfied smile.
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The girls looked at each other with mixed expressions. Shui Yue'er and Xue Wu, in particular, felt their cheeks flush as they exchanged a meaningful glance. They knew that whenever Fu Ye asked them to "come over," it usually involved something far more intimate than a simple meeting.
"There are only six months left before the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Elite Competition begins," Fu Ye continued, his voice turning serious. "I have prepared some Immortal Herbs for all of you. These will not only improve the quality of your Martial Souls but also significantly boost your latent potential."
As he spoke, Fu Ye began retrieving the legendary herbs from his system space, each one meticulously selected for the girl standing before him.
"Wow! That scent is incredible!" Shui Bing'er's ice-blue eyes sparkled like stars as the fragrance of the herbs filled the training hall.
"Here, Bing'er, this is yours: the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass. it will further purify and condense the ice attribute within your body."
"And for you, Yue'er, the same as your sister. Another Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass."
"Zhuqing, Zhuyun, these are for you: two Dark Night Star God Grasses. These possess both darkness and wind attributes, making them the perfect match for your Agility Attack souls."
"Rongrong, this one is for you: the Nine-Treasure Glazed Tulip. As for the effect... well, you'll see once you've consumed it."
With the final herb placed in Ning Rongrong's hands, the distribution came to an end. Most of the girls were now curiously examining the radiant plants, except for Dugu Yan. Having already consumed an Immortal Herb years ago, she simply sat beside Fu Ye on the sofa, stretching her lithe body with a relaxed air.
"Brother Fu Ye, why didn't you give Sister Yan'er a herb?" Ning Rongrong asked, her head tilted in confusion.
"Don't worry, little sister Rongrong," Dugu Yan said, reaching out to pinch Rongrong's tender cheek. "I already had my share when I was six years old. How else do you think I reached Level 65 as a Spirit Emperor at my age?"
Dugu Yan smiled, already thinking that this cute little girl would make a fine addition to their "sisterhood" when the time was right.
"It's true," Fu Ye added. "Yan'er has already had her breakthrough. For the rest of you, eat them now. These herbs will correct any hidden flaws in your cultivation and trigger a positive evolution in your Martial Souls."
After explaining the specific consumption methods, the girls quickly sat down and entered a state of deep meditation.
"Brother Fu Ye, should we absorb them right here?"
"Yes. No one will disturb you here. Once you're finished, stay in your meditative state until the others wake up."
One by one, the girls swallowed their respective herbs and began to glow with vibrant spiritual light. Xue Ke and Doudou lingered for a moment, staring at the treasures in their hands. They felt a surge of gratitude; they knew their talent wasn't the highest, yet Fu Ye had included them in this life-changing gift. They vowed to use this strength to serve him better, especially during their "private nights" together.
As soon as all the girls were fully immersed in their meditation, Dugu Yan'er's eyes gleamed with mischief.
"Brother Fu Ye, look at all these little sisters... they're so busy they can't pay any attention to you. But I..."
Zzzzzzt.
The distinct sound of a zipper being pulled down echoed in the quiet hall. Dugu Yan didn't hesitate; she knelt before Fu Ye, her golden eyes locked onto his.
"Wait, Yan'er... there are people right here," Fu Ye whispered, though he made no move to stop her.
"That's exactly why it's fun," she teased, before lowering her head.
Two hours passed in a blur of silent meditation and secret indulgence. By the time Dugu Yan finally sat back on the sofa, her face was flushed with a look of absolute bliss and intoxication. Fu Ye let out a long breath, feeling a sense of lingering satisfaction that only Yan'er's "special skills" could provide.
Most of the girls in the room were already his "wives" in every sense of the word, but a few remained to be fully "developed." Ning Rongrong, Meng Yiran, and Wu Ling were the only ones who didn't know that their roommates were already intimately familiar with Fu Ye's "shape." They often wondered why certain sisters skipped classes due to "exhaustion," never suspecting the real reason.
"Brother Fu Ye! My soul... it evolved! It's Ultimate Ice, just like Sister's!"
Shui Yue'er was the first to wake. With a joyous cry, she leaped across the room and landed squarely in Fu Ye's lap, her body still radiating a faint, chilly mist.
"Well done, Yue'er. And you smell wonderful," Fu Ye noted, inhaling the lingering fragrance of the herb that now permeated her skin.
Yue'er's body felt cool and refreshing to the touch, a sign of her successful evolution. Fu Ye placed his hand over her heart—incidentally resting on the soft curve of her chest—and injected a stream of warm soul power. The excess cold dissipated instantly, allowing her to gain full control over her new power.
"Thank you, Brother Fu Ye! Mwah!"
Yue'er peppered his face with kisses. She could feel the ambient soul power naturally flowing into her body now, her cultivation speed having tripled.
"Alright, settle down. Your sister and the others are waking up."
Fu Ye pinched her cheek, finding it incredibly soft. Yue'er looked over at Dugu Yan and noticed her slightly disheveled appearance and the smug look on her face.
"Hmph! Sister Yan'er is so mean, sneaking a 'big meal' while we were all busy," Yue'er whispered with a wicked grin.
She slid off Fu Ye and crawled over to Dugu Yan, leaning into her ear. "Sister Yan'er, I'm feeling a bit playful too. Don't mind me~"
Fu Ye watched as the girls began to play. Shui Bing'er woke up shortly after, and seeing the chaos, she joined in, sliding a cool hand beneath Dugu Yan's skirt to tease her back.
By the time fifteen minutes had passed, everyone except Rongrong, Yiran, and Wu Ling had finished their absorption. Dugu Yan, having recovered her strength, finally managed to pin the mischievous Shui Yue'er down across her lap.
"Sister Yan'er, I was wrong! Please, have mercy!" Yue'er squealed as she felt Yan'er's hand rise.
"You dare tease me? Today, I'm going to make sure your little butt is red enough to match a fire spirit!"
"Nooo! Brother Fu Ye! Help! Your wife is being bullied by your other wife!"
"It's no use calling him," Dugu Yan laughed, her hand coming down with a satisfying smack. "I was his wife long before you. In this house, I have seniority!"