The door to Senior Hei Wumei’s residence slipped open as a gorgeous woman in loose robes and a half tied sash walked out before leaning against the door frame.
She had flowing dark hair done in a beautiful bun and held in place with a golden pin with loose strands dyed white falling past her delicate neckline.
Her eyes, half closed, were blue while her skin was fair and flesh.
The curves of her sinful body were greatly alluring especially in her half naked state.
Breast that could barely be contained in her bra, a rather errotic thigh squish within her dark thigh highs and the round swells of her ass which he could catch glimpses of when she shifted against the door.
"Wan Ling, are you in some kind of trouble?"
Those were the first words that left her mouth after noticing it was him standing at her door.
Frankly Wan Ling couldn’t fault her since he hardly visited her.
She was the one that initiated most of the interactions they had.
So her concern was rightful but it was wrong this time.
"No Senior!" He shook his head, a smile slowly forming.
"I have come to thank my senior sister." He added.
"Oh!" She blinked a bit, surprised that was all.
Even so she was happy nonetheless.
"You didn’t have to Wan Ling. I’ve known you for as long as I’ve known Mei. You’re as much of a friend as she is and as a friend helping you is my responsibility."
In the Cultivation world they were few as kind as Hei Wumei.
After he and his siblings were thrown out of the Wan family and disowned by their uncle, she was one of the few family friends who stood by them.
She was also one of the few people alongside Feng Ye he trusted.
Of course that didn’t mean he was going to tell her about the system or his dual Cultivation Technique but he did have something else he was going to inform her about.
"Can I come inside Sister Hei Wumei?" He asked and she nodded and stepped aside.
Wan Ling sighed and entered, the fragrance of sweet flowery incense filling his nostrils.
As expected of the home of a core disciple, the place was packed with space and full of all manner of antiques.
There were swords, old paintings, ceramics of different varieties and artifacts that originated outside the Eternal Dao continent.
"Sister Wumei, your collection has increased." He couldn’t help but remark as he looked around, finding stuff that weren’t there during his previous visits.
She merely chuckled at his words as she fixed her robes and led the way towards the living room.
Wan Ling was subjected to the sway of her full butt pressed tightly against her robes in an inviting manner.
He unconsciously looked away until they finally reached the living room where he sat with Hei Wumei across from him.
"Sister Wumei, I have something I want to tell you?" He began his expression sternly.
"Go on ahead." She urged a smile forming on her sweet lips.
Wan Ling nodded and retrieved a worn out small book from his storage ring.
It was the physical manifestation of the Divine Palm Massage technique.
"This was the gain I received after cleaning Elder Han lie’s residence." He said and passed it to her.
She received it without much thought and briefly scanned through it.
"A massage technique. I didn’t know the Elder was that cultured." She chuckled after deciphering the texts.
After a while she tossed it back at Wan Ling who returned it to his storage ring and leaned forward.
"Originally I was saddened since I wanted a combat technique for my findings but after spending a whole day practicing with it, I realized I was quite good with it. So I called Feng Ye and practiced with him and the results were outstanding."
" Oh mine!" She blinked, eager to know more.
" So I was thinking. What if I continue practicing it and use that insight to open a massage parlour. I think it might be a far better future for me than focusing on a path I will never advance in."
Hei Wumei was speechless.
Seeing Wan Ling give up this early greatly pained her but looking at it from his point of view it was quite fair.
He simply found something more productive to do than Cultivation.
Who was she to stop him?
"If this is what you want, then go ahead!" In the end she sighed and encouraged him.
Of course Wan Ling was pleased but it wasn’t for her encouragement that he came.
It was for something more devious.
" Then sister Hei Wumei, will you do me the honors and be my first customer?" He asked his voice pleading and his expression full of false innocence.
" Heh, a massage from my favourite junior!" Hei Wumei, who didn’t think much about it, was quick to agree as she stood up and looked about.
"Then excuse me for a few moments as I shift into something more comfortable." She gave Wan Ling an innocent wink and strolled off towards her room.
Meanwhile Wan Ling was surprised his plan had actually gone off without a hitch.
No matter how kind Hei Wumei was, there was no way he could force her into bed with him.
Of course he wasn’t planning on doing that either.
Her lifelong friendship with his sister made her see him as more like a little brother and as long as that image was there she would never sleep with him.
So Wan Ling decided to change that image.
He was going to make himself attractive to Hei Wumei.
It wasn’t something he could achieve in a day but with his massage technique, it wasn’t that far off in the future either.
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