Just as she felt satisfied with what she’d learned, Xiaomengyao suddenly remembered there was still the “Postnatal Realm.”
She quickly asked again, “Sister Ningyue, what about the Postnatal Realm?”
“The Postnatal Realm?” Ningyue’s eyes sparkled with mischief as she gave Xiaomengyao a meaningful smile.
Then she said, “Listen carefully—your sister will explain in detail.”
“Please do!” Xiaomengyao looked at her with sparkling eyes full of anticipation.
“The so-called Postnatal Realm,” Ningyue began, her tone turning a bit wistful, “is the realm one reaches not through natural advantage, but through relentless effort—sometimes even surpassing those born gifted. But…”
Her voice carried a tinge of regret.
“To surpass the innate with the acquired comes at a steep price. It requires enduring things others couldn’t bear and doing things others wouldn’t dare.”
“That’s why—until now—I’ve never shared the secret arts of the Postnatal Realm with anyone.”
“Sister Ningyue…” Xiaomengyao’s heart swelled. The fact that Sister Ningyue was willing to tell her meant she truly saw her as one of her own.
That realization made Xiaomengyao feel deeply moved.
Ningyue gave her a knowing smile—but secretly, she was holding back laughter as she continued her completely made-up “serious explanation.”
“There are many secret methods for achieving the Postnatal Realm.”
“For example:
First: Medicinal Supplements. You take spiritual herbs to enhance yourself. Ideally, you pick herbs with plumping effects. But honestly? Most of them do absolutely nothing—or worse, damage your body. Plus, they’re insanely expensive.”
“Second: Food Supplements. You know the old saying, ‘like nourishes like’? So people eat big, round fruits like papayas and watermelons. Whether it works or not? No one knows. Some people swear by it, others say it’s just superstition.”
“Third: Fake It Till You Make It. Use certain tricks or illusions to make things look bigger. Sure, with the right skirt, no one might notice… until the truth comes out. And when it does? Total social annihilation. Absolutely not worth it.”
“That… that won’t do. I still prefer the real thing.”
Xiaomengyao shook her head in disappointment. All these methods sounded sketchy at best or downright dishonest.
This wasn’t the kind of secret technique she’d been hoping for. Nervously, she asked, “Isn’t there anything else? Something better?”
Ningyue immediately nodded with conviction.
“Of course there is! What I’m about to teach you is the ultimate technique. No risky behavior, no strange food, and no need to do anything wild. In fact… all you have to do is lie down.”
Xiaomengyao’s eyes lit up with dazzling excitement.
“Really?! Sister Ningyue, tell me, what is this amazing technique? Is it hard to learn?”
Dropping the mystery act, Ningyue answered with a perfectly serious face, “It’s this: let the person you like give you a massage.”
With that, she began a very earnest demonstration.
But maybe she’d stayed in the spirit-infused bath too long—because as her hands moved, her cheeks started to flush.
Xiaomengyao watched attentively, memorizing every single move of Ningyue’s hands. She planned to ask her senior brother to try it on her one day… though the thought alone made her feel shy.
So she asked carefully, “Does it have to be someone you like? What if I just… do it myself, like Sister Ningyue is doing now?”
“Nope!” Ningyue immediately stopped what she was doing and shook her head vigorously.
“If you do it yourself, not only will the results be disappointing, but if someone else sees you, it could lead to a massive misunderstanding.”
“For instance, I used to think our young master only liked… the well-endowed. Turns out he’s also into the petite type. If your crush sees you doing it alone, he might think you’re some kind of pervert.”
“I-I see!” Xiaomengyao thought of her senior brother and instantly steeled herself. That decided it—she would not be doing this solo.
But… wasn’t her senior brother always into the ‘larger’ type? Maybe Sister Ningyue had misunderstood something.
She glanced at Ningyue’s two round, snowy-white assets floating above the water and made a silent vow:
Even if Ningyue misunderstood, there was no way her brother didn’t like “big and round.” With that in mind, she nodded earnestly.
“I understand now, Sister Ningyue.”
“Good.” Ningyue gave a satisfied nod.
“Oh, right!”
A thought suddenly struck Xiaomengyao. She looked at Ningyue and asked, “Sister Ningyue… has your, um, area… ever been massaged by Senior Brother?”
“Ah!” Ningyue blinked, thinking hard. As it turned out—not once.
Sure, she’d caught younger girls sneaking glances at her chest from time to time, but her senior brother had never actually touched her there.
Still, saying “no” felt kind of embarrassing, so after a moment of hesitation, she lifted her chin proudly.
“Your sister here has a naturally perfected figure. There’s no need for any extra effort!”
“I… I see…” Xiaomengyao took another look—yep, that was definitely “naturally perfected.” No amount of acquired effort could compete with that.
Worried Xiaomengyao might ask even weirder questions, Ningyue decided not to soak any longer. She stood up from the pool.
And just like that, those two white, round, floating marvels were fully exposed to the air—unleashing a kind of visual pressure on Xiaomengyao.
“So majestic…” Xiaomengyao couldn’t help sighing inwardly. That kind of grand, awe-inspiring presence—would she ever reach it at Ningyue’s age?
“Alright, time to cultivate!” Ningyue said, walking toward the shore while picking up her robe.
“This place is too good to waste. If anything feels off, just holler—I’ll be nearby!”
“O-okay, Sister Ningyue.” Fresh from receiving her sacred teachings, Xiaomengyao’s respect for her had reached new heights. Whatever Ningyue said, she would follow without question.
She immediately sat down in a meditative pose, began channeling her energy, and slipped into deep cultivation.
This little session with Sister Ningyue had truly been fruitful.
Even if she never achieved the figure she dreamed of, she now knew—her senior brother could always help her unlock the Postnatal Secret Art.
As Xiaomengyao cultivated, the pool rippled softly around her, even though she remained motionless. Rich spiritual energy surged toward her like waves.