Side Story: One and the Same

Zhou Ziyun still didn't understand but chose to drop the subject. She continued the training session with Chen Wentian watching and giving out occasional pointers. When the session ended near lunchtime, Lin Qingcheng and Zhou Ziyun went off together, having made up and became best friends once again. Left behind and forgotten were Chen Wentian and an awkward Bei Yingluo who stood to the side, not quite meeting his eye.

"Yingluo…" He called.

She jumped and bowed quickly, "Yes, Elder Mo!"

"Eh? I'm back to being Chen Mo? Didn't you say I was your master, that all my forms were one and the same?"

"M… master! I'm sorry!"

Chen Wentian laughed, "I take no offense. Relax, come here."

She obeyed and stood beside his chair. She had her head lowered, looking at her feet uncomfortably.

He studied her for a moment before reclining in the chair casually. "I was a little surprised by where the conversation went. Lin Qingcheng is rather special. She is my first disciple and in case you haven't noticed, she is a freak. I wasn't surprised by her open feelings but I was surprised when you agreed with her. I remember you weren't comfortable with the idea and I respected that. What made you change your mind?"

Bei Yingluo calmed her nerves and answered slowly, "Master, may I speak honestly?"

He smiled kindly, "I expect nothing else. Don't worry, I am a fair person."

"Master… I greatly appreciate your life-saving grace and the resources that I've been given. I really do. But lately, there's been some unsatisfaction from my clan members which caused me to change my way of thinking."

"Who?" He asked.

"My mother…"

Bei Yingluo explained, as tactfully as possible, how her mother got steadily frustrated by her daughter's lack of cultivation progress as well as the lack of attention from Chen Wentian. Truthfully, he hadn't paid much attention to her after recruiting her to his sect. Resources such as spiritual crystals and cultivation manuals were fine they couldn't replace the teachings of a master. The problem was that he simply wasn't able to find much time for her.

She was the eleventh disciple and thus the last in the pecking order. In the past months, his attention was first focused on the ice sisters to get them into the top one hundred of the Monster Fighting Competition. Then it was the Golden Feather Hunt followed by the battle with Abbotess Liang.

Her mother expected more attention for her daughter after the major events were over but was sorely disappointed. Chen Wentian had returned from the Eastern Sanmu Metropolis and immediately disappeared into secluded cultivation with Wu Qianyu.

"I sincerely apologize. Yingluo, I've let you down." Chen Wentian said, truly feeling bad for the situation.

"Master…"

"The thing with Qianyu is very important. But I agree that it has taken up much more time than I expected. I really cannot leave her at the moment and it's unfair to the rest of you. The only thing I could do is use this form to make sure you all were doing alright. I should apologize to the others too."

Things came at him one after another and there was no rest for a hard-working master. There was still Jasmine, Lin Qingcheng, Zhou Ziyun… his time was severely limited and he couldn't be everywhere at once. Any mother would have worried about her daughter's prospects. It was completely natural and he didn't blame her.

Bei Yingluo nodded and continued, "The final straw wasn't Senior Sister Wu but Senior Sister Long's situation. I didn't tell them the details but simply that you would have to travel to faraway lands for long periods to help train her. When my mother heard this, she became very agitated and finally suggested that I ask Elder Mo for help and perhaps develop a relationship with him…"

Chen Wentian choked on a cup of fruit juice, "Cough, cough… really? She said that to your face?"

"She did… I rejected her of course but her words nagged at me. I recalled how you described Elder Mo as your incarnation, that you were the same person behind the physical differences. I thought about it for a while and realized the truth behind your words although I had to ignore some inconceivable parts."

Bei Yingluo paused and looked up at him. Their eyes connected and she blushed, "My mother also told me the story of the ancestral matriarch of the Bei clan. She was a powerful woman at the Spirit Initiate Realm. She made a name for herself in Drifting Sand City using her strength and beauty. What made her unique was that she had three husbands, three at the same time."

"Really?" His perverted imagination awoke at the possibilities of such a situation. "Wait, so… three husbands at the same time. They were fine with it and she was fine with it?"

"As far as I know. Subsequent matriarchs weren't as talented and weren't able to find more than one husband. Men weren't willing to share after all. But I guess she was simply too talented and attractive." She said.

"So, how did it work with three guys and a gal? Did they take turns or did they go at it at the same time?" He asked excitedly.

He recalled the habits of Mei Qiaofeng. He wasn't interested in them at the time because he found her repulsive. Hearing it from his disciple was completely different and put it in a whole new light. He wanted to know more!

"Master!" Bei Yingluo turned bright red, "How should I know? My ancestral matriarch's sexual habits aren't something passed down through oral tradition!"

"It was an honest question!" He teased, "It's educational!"

"…"

"She definitely did it with her mouth, I am guessing. So, two at once is feasible." He pondered.

"…"

"I haven't had time to teach you but you can also use your butt. Therefore, three at once is also possible. Your ancestral matriarch was a daring genius, a radical woman!"

"Master!" Bei Yingluo squealed and put both hands on her butt protectively.

"Hahaha, I'll tell you a little secret. You can't tell others, even your mother."

She stared at him and then nodded.

He smirked and lowered his voice, "Your senior sisters, several of them find the asshole quite pleasant and pleasurable experience. I do it with them quite often..."

Bei Yingluo didn't respond and instead looked petrified. She shook her head and backed away from him slightly. She suddenly wondered what she had gotten herself into.

Chen Wentian saw her expression and sobered. He waved his hand and some semblance of seriousness returned.

"I'm sorry. Let's get back to the main topic."

Bei Yingluo relaxed a little and looked at him hopefully.

"Your mother is a smart woman and understands human nature. Regardless of mortal or immortal, some things are still the same. I understand your mother's concerns completely and it has also been my concern. Based on the way the I run my sect and the uniqueness of each of my disciples, it puts a serious strain on my time. I have thought about the problem a lot and I have come to pretty much the same conclusion."

"I want to treat each and every one of you fairly and guide you all to the immortal realm as quickly as possible. That is my goal and I can't accomplish it if I have to abandon one of you for months at a time because other disciples need my undivided attention."

"I am a greedy person. I admit it. I have taken in so many special women yet I don't want to leave anyone behind. Yingluo, you're my eleventh but you are just as important as the rest. I won't leave you behind. There may be a twelfth, a thirteenth, a twentieth… if I accept them as my disciples, they are all important to me and I won't leave them behind either."

Bei Yingluo was left speechless but her heart fluttered. Any doubts she had before were gone. The person before her was her master, Chen Wentian. He was Chen Mo but he was first and foremost Chen Wentian. His heartfelt words proved it.

She would follow him. She wasn't sure what the future held but she was willing to tackle it together with him.

"Master," She bowed, "I obey your wishes, no matter what they may be."

"Good, good. Thank you and I won't let you down anymore."