Chương 2: Smelling the flowers

By next morning, Pef had a good plan. I decided to postpone it, since humiliation would not make Jin like me more. Plus, Lin had morals and would give us away. Being a villain is not easy... a small villain, at least. Tian has tried being a proper hero in his past life, and got killed for it. Pef has tried being a small-time villain as well, and didn't even know why he died. Third time's the charm, right? Sister Jin returned with more food, and a Formation plate, and watched me and Lin get dressed again.

Yeah, nobody who is really not interested would do that twice. She won't last a year, maybe not even a month. Being youthful was also a cheat.

"Is he treating you right, Lin?" Sister Jin asked in a worried tone, and watched Lin blush and nod.

"We are learning... I mean... it doesn't hurt anymore..." my friend muttered in her tea. I waited for us to finish eating, then sent Lin to her Alchemy classes. Sure, I knew enough by now to be considered a 4th tier Alchemist, since Master Wushang had been one before he failed his ascension. Tian had spent 300 years with his old master before his soul degraded into the 5th stage, and returned to the reincarnation wheel. Plenty of time to learn everything the old master knew, and more.

"Come, sit in my lap, Sister Jin. And let me guide your hands..." I told my Elder Sister, who glared at me for a minute before accepting. Holding Jin hands, I let Tian take over the qi, and began imprinting the two teleport formations I needed, the Thousand Li first, to move the user away from the plate, and the Return to Heartstone companion formation on the other side of the metal plate. The second one was much harder, being a Nascent Soul formation with harsher requirements.

Shooting a bullet out is easy, making it return home was not. After a couple of hours, I was drenched in sweat, and my qi was drained. Tired, I embraced Jin and rested, while she examined our creation. Then Pef ruined the moment by pinching Jin's nipples, damn scumbag!

"... Brother Pef. Taking liberties with my body is not... uhm... stop..." Jin muttered in a moan, which of course emboldened Pef to fondle her breasts again.

"Sorry, Jin. I got used to this... before."I apologized politely, while my hands worked themselves up and down Jin's body.

"Yeah, I can see that. You know all my buttons..." Jin admitted in a daze, and leaned on my chest to enjoy her massage. Well, she did teach me what she liked, so it made sense.

"We should stop... it's not proper..." Pef whispered with my mouth, while untying Jin's robes to get better access to her body.

"Shut up, you! This Formation is worth so much..." Jin countered, ignoring my hands to focus on the wonder plate. Much later, Pef withdrew his hand from Jin's panties and sniffed the warm dew.

"It does taste a bit bitter..." he commented in wry tone, and licked his fingers to make a point. Jin turned around, and glared at me while I blinked innocently. Damn Pef and his villain ways!

"If those hands were not so precious in making more Formations, you would have lost them today!" Jin warned me while dressing her robes properly, then turned around and flew away on her sword, proud like a goddess. The spell was broken, so I sniffed my hand too. It smelled like orchids... hmmm. Pef might be on to something. We didn't even get beat up.

I sat on the bed, and began circulating Tian's new method, and in a few hours my cultivation level grew, reaching level 7 and the late-stage of Qi Gathering, which was a milestone for Outer Disciples. My sect resources will increase now, and I will get a low-grade spirit stone per month, beside the regular spirit grass given to new disciples. Then Lin returned from her classes, and pointed at me with a surprised face.

"Senior Brother... you advanced your cultivation?" I nodded and took her in my arms.

"You can't act so surprised, Lin. Think of me like Core cultivator who is resetting his cultivation to start over. Plus, you will also advance in a week or two." My friend checked me over, using the occasion to feel me up, since my ass certainly didn't need a checkup.

"You do seem healthy... and smell of orchids?" Lin teased me while cupping my balls for some reason.

"Sister Jin... we worked hard on that Formation..." I muttered while untying her robes to liberate her breasts for my pleasure.

"Worked hard..." Lin whispered, getting sweaty and a bit foggy in the eyes. Uh, she was right, but... was she excited too?

"I can show you... what we did." I proposed while my hands glided down into her panties. Later, my hand was wet again with flower dew, causing Lin to jump on me and finish up the job. Next morning, Sister Jin entered my room once more, and sat on my bed with a strange gaze in her eyes. Lin was still sleeping on my naked belly, purring softly like cat.

"I know it's not proper, but luckily we have this Formation over us. Sister Lin, we'll have to share..." Jin explained with a hungry voice, then leaned down to take my dick in her pretty mouth. I lifted Lin a bit higher, just enough to give Jin some elbow room, then used my hands to fondle both my women at once. Whatever Pef did yesterday paid off big. Sister Jin must have had a sleepless night. After a bit, Qin Lin woke up too, and exchanged a knowing grin with her Elder Sister, before joining the fun.

Yeah, she was a pervert too. I almost guessed it last night, but now I was sure.

"You two, are abusing me..." I complained, for dignity's sake.

"Don't worry, Elder Sister. He loves it." Lin betrayed me with a smile, while Jin nodded with her mouth full.

"Uhmmm" Then my mouth was filled with Lin's big breasts so I couldn't complain anymore. Oh well. I tried.

"You have Alchemy classes..." I remembered a bit later, patting Lin's ass with my free hand.

"This is more important, and also fun!" Lin countered, moving lower to help Jin reach the base. It was too much, so I blew up, filling Jin's mouth with my milk. To my surprise, Jin was willing to share and gave Lin half of the harvest, which somehow made my dick spring up again, even harder than before. Seeing two women share my milk must be a magic spell of some kind... Then Jin climbed over, using her long legs to trap my head in-between, while Lin took my dick in her sweet mouth. Uh. What can a man do?

I licked Jin's spring, returning the favor like a gentleman.

"So that's how it feels... I might never get off..." Jin whispered in a daze, while Lin nodded in agreement.

"Guhh" My hands wandered over Jin's long legs, measuring them for later, when I had money to buy some stockings... Much later, I rested on my bed with my two women in my arms, and stared at the ceiling.

"Our family needs money. Jin, what sells best?" I asked in a serious tone.

"Defensive stuff is rare. Talismans, arrays, artifacts. Few people make them." Jin said while pawing over my chest. I knew all that, and more. But better make it so she proposed it herself.

"I know some talismans. But stronger ones need more qi, so you'll have to make them yourself, Sister Jin."

"How soon can you reach Formation Establishment?" Jin asked instead.

"Well, just by cultivating, two months. A few weeks if I can get a spirit fruit." I spoke in a confident voice. If you stumble upon this tale on Amazon, it's taken without the author's consent. Report it.

"Other people take years... I guess experience does matter." Jin mused to herself, while her hand wandered over my body.

"Brother Pef... what about Sister Mu? You did love her, right?" Lin asked with an innocent voice. Jin grabbed my balls, likely as a threat.

"I really don't know. Lina was quite antisocial, always closed up with books and scrolls in the Library. She does have huge breasts though..." I muttered while Jin's hand clenched by accident.

"Scumbag!" she growled in my ear, while her hand fondled my balls like a professional monk.

"It's not! Sister Jin, Lina is family too! I heard the story. You were such good friends..." Lin argued passionately, and covered Jin's hand with her own.

"I know... but I've asked around. Lina Mu has a special physique. Perhaps the Yin Meridian or such. She can't be around men. Her exile is not voluntary." Jin said in a softer voice, then leaned her head on my shoulder. I sighed out loud.

"The Yin-Yang Formation. That's how she managed to..." I remembered in a surprised voice.

"Yeah, I think so too. But it won't be fair to trigger that and force her, like I did last time. Perhaps karma is showing us our mistakes, so we don't repeat them." Jin argued in a proper Daoist form. Except the balls fondling, and sharing the bed with us. But beside that, very proper. Pef opened his mouth again, like a scumbag he was.

"Lina is also rich. She had thousands of spirit stones..." I remembered with a distant voice.

"Those memories are made of gold, after all. But no. I will just talk to her. See you tomorrow, pretty boy!" Sister Jin exclaimed and jumped off, dressing herself at speed and flying away.

"So, you want another sister in my bed?" I teased Lin with a smile.

"Don't be a bully! Jin knows it too. Your accident is no accident at all. It's karma repairing itself. With your knowledge, we can change things. Prepare for the future! And if we get rewarded with love for that, it's fine too!" Qin Lin argued like a Daoist monk too. While rubbing my dick... Uh. What to do? Three flowers in my bed? One for each of my lives? Could it be there was no coincidence? Pef Tian had his friend Qin Lin, while Pef conquered Jin with his scummy ways. What about Lina Mu then?

Tian did have the knowledge to amaze a Librarian. I guess we'll see tomorrow. Don't let me down, Immortal Emperor! Next day, Sister Jin didn't come to bring breakfast, so I had to walk to the Outer cantina and get some food, which sucked when compared to the meal the Foundation Realm disciples got. Poverty tastes bitter. However, I also used the excursion to enter the Disciple Hall and get my spirit stone, once I proved my 7th level in Qi Gathering. The old man frowned at my young age.

"Disciple Pef Tian... did you eat a rare treasure recently?" he asked with a suspicious voice. I scowled, fearing the worst. Then Pef came to the rescue from an expected angle. He leaned close to the old man and whispered.

"Pure Yin is very good to temper the meridians. I can't say more... you understand, Senior Brother." The old man raised an eyebrow, then gave me a slimy smile.

"Don't say anymore, Junior. But if you do..." he whispered back and passed me another spirit stone. What the hell? Pef was going to get me in so much trouble. I glanced around in fake worry, then leaned closer.

"You must drink from the source, Senior. And it has to be pure... the fragrant ladies are no use." I added with a wink. While my Senior Brother contemplated the Dao in a daze, I ran out and made my way to the training field. Tian had hundreds of advanced sword techniques, but they were much too strong and pretty much useless for a Qi Gathering cultivator like myself.

Still, basic sword reinforcement should work even on our training wooden swords, and enlarge my meridians for proper sword fighting in the Foundation Realm. Being used to idiot Outer Disciples, our sect only issued wooden swords for the disciples-in-training, thus reducing unfortunate accidents and early deaths by 90%. I began waving my sword around in grand, useless gestures like most Outer Disciples.

Unless they came from a cultivator clan, most kids had no idea what a sword was, but they still liked to grandstand. I even added a spin, and then fell on my back as the imaginary duel ended in defeat.

"Dark lord, I will defeat you next time..." I proclaimed towards the sky. As expected my grand finale attracted a curious victim, eager to compare our origin stories.

"Why did you lose, fellow Daoist?" another kid asked curious. I flipped myself to my feet, and pointed the wooden sword at the next victim.

"Dark Lord, you came to torment me again? It's only because you use dark magic and expensive techniques, not because of skill!" The kid fell into his role, and pointed his rare Blue Pine sword at me.

"Miscreant, poor peasant! You lack a Heart of Sword, not money! Although some money could help..." he added as an afterthought. I attacked, and ran my qi into the sword, then bounced off tragically as his better sword proved it's worth. Still, 1% reinforcement. Not bad.

"Don't just attack my sword, kid. Strike at my chest, and in a hundred years you might get better." he advised me in a superior voice. I took a High Crane stance, holding my balance on one leg.

"Outer Disciple Pef Tian, executing Crane falling from Heavens!" I proclaimed like a hero, then rushed ahead and missed, falling face first on the ground. The rich kid blinked in surprise.

"Haha! You got the falling part right, at least. Stand up." he demanded with a professional voice. I mean, it would be hard to be less professional than what I did. I stood up, and looked the Dark Lord in the eyes.

"Please instruct me, Dark Lord!" The teenager's eyes glinted with something, then returned to normal. I knew it. The Blood Pact had to have spies for their attack to work out so flawlessly.

"Keep both feet on the ground, and just stab with your sword." he demanded in a patient voice. I did that, surprising the kid and almost touching his robes before he parried. 2%. Excellent!

"Hmmm. You learn fast... but I suspect you were never trained, right?" he asked in a softer voice.

"I did read a book... about the High Crane style. It worked great, for the hero" I spoke in a level tone, defending my proud style. The Dark Lord frowned, then held his sword high.

"Crane parting the silk!" he spoke in a deep voice, and almost took my head off. I parried of course, grabbing the extra reinforcement. Then my sword fell down, and I looked at it with tears in my eyes.

"Too hard. I mean, your strike was amazing Dark Lord! But my hand..." I argued and rubbed my palms in fake pain.

"Don't call me Dark Lord... in public. I am Outer Disciple Murong Di. From the Di clan." he demanded in a sneaky voice.

"Yes, Dark... Lord Di." I answered and nodded a dozen times in agreement.

"Lord Di... I like that name. You can use it from now on. We'll strike in turns, until I am happy with your sword stance. Now go!" he urged me with a strange gleam in his eyes. A hundred strikes later, my hands felt like falling off, since the guy was a level higher than me. But I also finished my reinforcement, and made a new friend.

"You can read this sword technique while I rest a bit. What you learn is yours to keep, my young friend." Lord Di offered and took out a paper book with a dozen sword moves. Tian needed a single minute to scan and analyze the Di clan technique, and discovered it was actually a Profound-grade technique, far better than the Mortal-grade used by other disciples. My plan worked even better than I anticipated, as was the offer to join Lord Di's study group.

I eagerly accepted, and scheduled a meeting next week with my future friends. On the other hand, I also paid a spirit stone as a tithe to the Dark Lord. Mostly for reading his clan technique. Not a bad deal, to be fair.

"Next month, can I read another book, Lord Di?" I whispered as we walked out from the training field. My new friend patted his storage bag.

"If you are interested in alchemy or poisons." I wasn't, but sure.

"Alchemy first, poisons next time. Learning new things is the path to greatness!" I quoted Tian's old master.

"... Path to greatness? I might use this myself. Be safe, little Pef." the Dark Lord said in a friendly voice, then walked off to do his dark magic somewhere else. Too bad I will have to get this guy killed in a few months. There could be only one Dark Lord, after all! Skipping happily, I returned to my courtyard in a good mood, and froze when I met Lina Mu having tea with my women.

"Errr. Welcome to my humble abode, Keeper of Knowledge." I spoke in Tian's voice. All three women blinked in surprise, Lina for being addressed by her proper rank, and the other two for me not eating my toes like usual.

"Pef Tian... I heard much about you. Sword training?" Lina Mu noted at my beat up appearance.

"Yeah. I trained with Dark Lord Di today. He let me read his clan techniques too." I said in Pef's voice, then walked off to my bathroom to get cleaned up. A bit later, I returned to my room and waited for Qin Lin to serve me tea.

"Dark Lord Di. Quite a suspicious name, I might say." Lina Mu continued in a colder voice. I sipped the tea, and sighed.

"Blood Pact spy. Plenty of them in the sect, I am infiltrating their warren now." I said with a glance at the Concealment Formation around us. Lin covered her mouth to stop a yelp, while Jin glared at me with future violence in mind. I didn't care much about the first two women anymore. They were mine and would stay that way. Few women got to change partners once their pure Yin was used. In this world, I mean. My tea froze inside the cup, so I gave it a lick. Tea ice-cream. Not too bad either.

"And after you infiltrate their warren, Junior Brother Pef?" Lina Mu asked in a glacial voice. I shrugged, and licked my glacial tea cup.

"I didn't think that far. Expose them to someone, I guess."

"Young and brave, our dear Pef Tian." Sister Jin commented in a distant tone.

"I have harsher words, Sister Jin. Are you sure he's the one?" Lina asked rhetorically. The two Foundation Realm Sisters exchanged some unknown signal, then glared at me in tandem. Well, at least they managed to become friends rather quick.

"The Formation plate is still yours to keep, Sister Lina. I'll make Pef draw another for me." Jin said in a kinder tone.

"Eh. You two did become friends, just like Pef said! Knowing the future is quite amazing." Qin Lin interjected as she caught the hidden vibe. My blood began freezing in my veins, for no reason at all.

"You should go, Elder Sister. Your Yin energy is leaking out." I asked my future wife.

"..." Lina Mu stared at me with glacial blue eyes, as if considering ending my life right now.

"He is right, Sister Lina. Come back tomorrow, after you study the plate." Sister Jin spoke for me, before I got turned into an icicle.

"Men are all scumbags..." Lina Mu growled as she flew away, leaving a trace of snowflakes in her wake. I sighed and knocked on my tea cup, which shattered like ice.

"I need another tea set now." I observed as more tea cups cracked due to frozen tea expanding. Lin burst in laughter, then punched me in the shoulder, hitting a sword bruise.

"You can't speak with girls that way..." Of course I could. I just did. Lina will warm up as well, once she got over the bitter taste.