Chapter 12: Veyron’s Senior Sister

But as the kiss deepened more and more, and they were about to break every boundary left between them, a voice cut through the room and made them stop at once.

"MASTER!!"

Both instantly recognized the voice. They had heard it many times. On Jade Mist Peak, there was only one person called master in that tone, and that was Aveline, called by her only disciple.

Of course, she had quite a few disciples, but only her main disciples called her Master. The others simply referred to her as Grand Elder.

Aveline looked at Veyron, the heat in her pink eyes collapsing into horror. "Oh no. Xialyn is here. If she saw us like this, it would be a big problem."

Fuck. Senior Sister Xialyn came at the wrong time. Otherwise Aunt’s bonding would have reached 100%. Oh, it doesn’t matter. I’ll make it happen soon anyway.

Veyron gave her a final peck on the lips, quick and warm. Then he picked her up and set her down on the floor, smoothing the moment back into something that could pass for ordinary.

At that exact moment, the house’s main door opened, and the voice came again.

"Master!"

The newcomer sensed them at once and understood that her master was in the kitchen. In no time she had already reached it. She saw her master seated on a chair, composed enough at a glance, and then her eyes went toward Veyron and widened.

Veyron saw her. His senior sister, Xialyn Heiwen. She had long black hair like his, yet hers was more silky, falling past her shoulders in a smooth sheet and Enchanting purple eyes.

Her face was breathtaking, not on the same level as Aveline, but no less. She wore a grey sect uniform, a color worn only by core disciples.

The robe fitted her voluptuous, curvy body closely. Her breasts were not as big as Aveline’s, but they were big, and the same went for her hips and thighs.

Veyron’s eyes could always read a woman’s body shape, even over clothes, and Xialyn’s was impossible to miss. She stared at him as if she were looking at a different person.

"Little Vey... why do you look so different?"

Ding!

[Bonding Target Found: Xialyn Heiwen!]

Veyron knew the notification would come. His senior sister was the best candidate for his second bond, but he would keep her scanning for later.

Right now there was a flushed grand elder behind him and a core disciple walking into the kitchen, and that was enough to handle.

"Sigh..." He let the breath out as he replied, "Didn’t I say not to call me that? And what do you mean, I look different?" He raised his eyebrows.

Xialyn walked closer until she stood directly in front of him. She extended both hands, caught his cheeks, and squeezed them, forcing his face into something funny.

"Hey... what are yo—!"

Veyron started, but Xialyn cut him off.

"Hmm... I don’t know. You don’t look cute and always annoyed today. You look handsome and relaxed, and these black robes look so good on you. So now, out with it. What’s the reason behind this change?"

She kept squeezing his cheeks, the same way she always did, treating him like a little kid and annoying him without fail.

The grey sleeve of her core-disciple robe brushed his collar as she leaned in, close enough that her sweet fragrance reached him before her question did.

"Oh, Xialyn. I’ll tell you the reason behind his change," Aveline said, capturing her attention.

Xialyn turned toward her master. "Master, why is your face so red? You look sick or something. And what’s the reason?"

"Hahaha... what do you mean? I look just fine. It’s just that I’m feeling quite hot." Aveline laughed, still nervous.

The earlier situation kept coming back to her mind, the taboo she had committed with her friend’s son, a sect grand elder doing such a thing with a disciple.

It kept playing behind her eyes. His hands on her ass. Her legs around his waist. The kiss she had started. It made her feel guilty, but more than that, it made her excited.

Now her disciple was here, and she could not hide the blush sitting on her cheeks.

Xialyn raised her eyebrows, thinking something was wrong with her master today. Then Aveline continued.

"Anyway, he looks so changed today because his spirit veins are repaired. How it happened, I’ll tell you later."

"So the good news is, he can cultivate normally like the others now," Aveline concluded with a smile.

"What!?"

Xialyn forgot everything else. She looked toward Veyron and shook him by the shoulders. "Is this true, Little Vey?" Her excitement was off the peak. She knew her master would never lie about something so sensitive related to Veyron, so it had to be true.

Veyron’s head was being shaken by the overly excited Xialyn. He caught her hands and stopped her. "Yeah, it’s true. Now stop shaking my head, or I’ll faint."

"Oh my god!"

Xialyn jumped on him and hugged him tightly. As he was sitting on the chair, his face was pressed into her soft, big mounds, and a sweet, different fragrance filled his nose until he melted in it.

The grey robe did nothing to dull the warmth or the give of her.

Xialyn did not let go. She hugged him tighter. She had always been like that. She cared deeply for Veyron. She had seen him when he was very little, and she had felt very sad for him because of his condition.

She had always treated him as her little brother. Whoever bullied him, she punished them without letting him know, or he would be angry at her and say not to interfere in his matters.

He was a prideful little brat. But she loved him for that. Even with all the pain he had to suffer, he never gave up, and she had watched him, with her master, helping him in every way they could.

Now, finally, his spirit veins were repaired. She did not care how. Her master would tell her later. But the fact remained. Her Little Vey would now be able to cultivate properly and grow stronger like everyone else.

Aveline saw her disciple hugging her baby in such a manner, and she saw that little brat enjoying it. She folded her arms, and her expression changed into a pig pout.

As Veyron was enjoying the bliss of boobies, he got a notification.

[Do you want to establish a bond with Xialyn Heiwen?]

[YES] [NO]

Fuck yes. I don’t need to see her profile to say yes. I love her already, and I know her bonding would be high. More than that, she is fucking strong. And lastly, I love these boobies.

[Sigh... you are such a pervert!]

The System said, and confirmed his answer.

Ding!

[Second bond established.]

[Do you want to choose the bonding slot now or later?]

Put her in the Harem slot, Veyron replied, and the System confirmed it quickly before asking the next question.

[Would you like to see her profile?]

Fuck, how am I supposed to see the profile now? Let me enjoy this. I’ll see that later, Veyron replied.

On the other hand, Aveline could not take it anymore.

"Xialyn, let him breathe!" Aveline said loudly.

"Oh..." Xialyn pulled back, rubbing the back of her head with her tongue out a little, saying cutely, "Sorry. I got overexcited."

Veyron felt a little bad as she pulled back. The warmth of her, and that sweet fragrance, left too quickly. He could not let it seem obvious, so he said, "So what are you doing here, Senior Sister Xialyn?"

"Hmm. I am here to call Master. All the disciples have arrived at the peak hall and are waiting for her. It’s already noon. We waited, but Master didn’t come, so I came to call her."

Xialyn replied, then turned toward Veyron again. Before he could react, she hit him on the head.

Smack!

"Hey... why did you hit me?" Veyron said. She had not used much force, but it pained a little, sharp enough to sting a little.

"Hmm. Why did you ask me such a question? Do I need your permission to come to my master’s residence? Tell me, Little Vey."

"Fuck!... you are so annoying!" Veyron cursed loudly, already annoyed. Xialyn’s eyebrows twitched. She grabbed him by the neck.

"And now you even started swearing in front of me... let me teach you a lesson."

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