Watching Ye Ping’an flee in a panic, the two girls couldn’t help but exchange a knowing smile.
They didn’t bother chasing after him. Instead, they casually slipped off the rest of their skirts, one after another.
Moments later, the two girls—now completely bare, smooth and glowing like freshly peeled eggs—stepped into a crystalline pool formed entirely from pure spiritual energy.
Unlike ordinary water, this spirit-infused bath had a richness to it that made all the difference.
The spiritual essence within it nourished the body from the inside out. Once your body adjusted, the sensation was overwhelmingly pleasant—almost intoxicating.
Both Xiaomengyao and Ningyue were cultivators, after all.
So as the spirit water rose and wrapped around their delicate forms, the surge of comfort was instant—and involuntary sighs of pleasure escaped their lips.
“So comfy… glug glug glug…”
Though the water wasn’t particularly deep, it still rose high enough to cover Xiaomengyao’s little mouth as she sat in the pool, causing a series of bubbly, muffled sounds.
“Mmm! It really is comfortable!” Ningyue agreed, her voice soft with satisfaction.
The moment she entered the pool, waves of spiritual energy surged into her body, bringing with them a soothing euphoria she hadn’t felt in years.
This level of luxury—bathing in pure spirit water—was a rare treat. The thought made her a little wistful.
Just then, Xiaomengyao turned her head at the sound of Ningyue-jiejie’s delighted gasp—and immediately froze, stunned by what she saw.
Ningyue sat there in the pool, the water level gently skimming just below her collarbones.
Floating ever so slightly on the surface were two round, snowy-white orbs—impossibly smooth and perfectly shaped.
For young Xiaomengyao, it was a moment of pure awe.
Sure, there were a few senior sisters in the sect with similar… proportions. But from Xiaomengyao’s sharp, critical gaze, none of them came close to Ningyue-jiejie’s beauty and symmetry.
In her eyes, Ningyue’s figure had reached the pinnacle of aesthetics.
And besides—Ningyue wasn’t even that old yet!
Just imagine what she’d look like when she matured fully. Compared to the senior sisters?
They wouldn’t stand a chance.
Xiaomengyao looked down at her own flat chest. Her small fists clenched silently.
You can do it, Xiaomengyao. One day, you’ll be just like Ningyue-jiejie… Right?
But what if she couldn’t?
No. She had to ask. She needed advice—from the expert herself.
It wasn’t that she wanted to be big for the sake of being big. It was just… she’d noticed her senior brother seemed to prefer them that way.
Sometimes he’d mutter strange things to himself, like:
“Do you crave power? No—I crave melons.”
Or:
“If you don’t gather your own, how will you win hearts?”
And the classic:
“When you’re young, you think lolis are treasure… but with age comes the love of the big sisters.”
Every sign pointed to one undeniable truth: her senior brother liked voluptuous women.
What if… what if she never grew like that?
What if he stopped paying attention to her?
“Jiejie Ningyue,” Xiaomengyao said seriously, still staring at those perfect curves bobbing in the water, “can I ask you a very important question?”
Ningyue, still basking in the warm rush of spiritual energy, blinked and returned to her senses. Oops, she thought. That last influx almost pushed her into a breakthrough. I need to stop absorbing any more.
Not thinking much of Xiaomengyao’s intense tone, she casually replied, “Ask away.”
“Jiejie… how can I become as big as you?”
“Ha—?!” Ningyue immediately straightened up, startled. Her eyes swept over the little girl’s earnest expression. For a moment, she was utterly speechless.
“You’re way too young to be thinking about stuff like that!” she finally said, exasperated.
“But I really wanna know!” Xiaomengyao pleaded, even turning on her cutest, most pitiful tone.
Ningyue sighed in defeat.
“Xiaomengyao, these things depend on natural talent. It’s like your gift for cultivation. Not everyone is blessed with it. Same goes for… size.”
“Huh? Seriously?” Xiaomengyao pouted, disappointed by the lack of practical tips.
“There, there,” Ningyue chuckled, trying to cheer her up.
“Personally, I think you’ve got a lot of potential.”
“Really?” Xiaomengyao’s eyes lit up.
“Absolutely.” Ningyue nodded with confidence. I mean, I call you my little fox for a reason. And tell me—have you ever seen a flat-chested vixen?
“Then I’m relieved!” Xiaomengyao sighed in relief. But a moment later, a new worry clouded her face.
“Jiejie… what if I still don’t grow like you? Is there any way to, um… enhance things?”
“…You’re relentless,” Ningyue muttered under her breath.
“Think about it! If cultivation can be improved through effort, why not this? There must be secret techniques! Like, going from A to D—boom!”
Xiaomengyao’s eyes sparkled with hope.
Veins bulged slightly on Ningyue’s forehead. Why is this child so obsessed with this stuff?!
Still… she understood what Xiaomengyao meant. She didn’t know exactly what “A” or “D” referred to, but based on context, she could guess.
And she didn’t need to guess where the child heard such things—clearly from that beast of a young master who had just fled earlier.
After some thought, she sighed and gave in.
“Fine. I’ll teach you one secret method. One that nobody else knows.”
“Really?! Tell me now!” Xiaomengyao’s big eyes sparkled like stars.
“First, let’s talk about realms. There are two: innate and acquired.”
“Innate? Acquired?” Xiaomengyao tilted her head. It sounded very grand.
“Innate means what you’re born with—your natural talent. If your talent is high, you don’t even need to work hard to reach amazing results.”
“Whoa… so cool! But—how do I tell if someone has good talent?” Xiaomengyao asked anxiously.
“Ah, that’s easy,” Ningyue said with a mysterious smile.
“Look at their mother.”
“M-Mother?” Xiaomengyao blinked. She tried to picture her mother’s face—but nothing came to mind. In fact, ever since she could remember, she’d never once seen her parents.
That realization made her anxious.
“Then… if I don’t remember my mother, how do I know my talent?”
Ningyue shook her head with a wry smile.
“Then there’s really no other way.”
“Aww… seriously?” Xiaomengyao slumped in disappointment.