Xiao's Progress

Inside the Transient blade's training hall, a furious mirror match was currently taking place.

Weeks had passed and Xiao was already stars ahead of her mannequin. As Xiao bobbed and weaved from each of its punches and kicks, she noticed that her movements became swifter than that of her reflection.

She still remembered her first week with the doll, it was painstakingly hard to land even a single hit to it…er, to herself. What seemed to be an unscalable wall at first, Xiao was now able to easily vault over.

With the doll overextending for a punch, Xiao stepped inside its range and delivered an elbow blow into its sternum that sent it flying backwards. Logic dictates for her to attack while it is still down, however, she won't be able to test the difference in their projectiles if she had done so.

As soon as the doll stood up, Xiao immediately raised her hand which the doll mirrored, channeling ice qi right above her. The sky glittered as each side began forming ornate swords above them. 10…20…30…40…the doll had apparently reached the limit of qi it could output, on the other hand, the number of jian swords that Xiao had manifested now numbered 50.

A smile adorned Xiao's lips. She took it with great pride how evident her strength and progress were than the Xiao of several weeks ago.

Their arms signaled forth the rain of swords, the sound of ice-on-ice crashing against each other filled the entire training hall. Like their melee from earlier, their exchange of mid-range attacks would be far from equal. Since the quality of Xiao's qi is now higher than that of her mannequin's, her sword broke through the doll's barrage, impaling it as if it was a pincushion.

The fog from the scattered ice cleared, revealing the mannequin's expressionless face.

Xiao shivered, it was definitely unnerving to see yourself sprawled on the floor pierced with ice swords. Aside from that, something unnatural caught Xiao's attention.

"Teacher, is that blood?"

<<Indeed it is. Do not be surprised, its maker labeled it as 'advance features' so you could determine the severity of your attack. >>

"Oh, my attack was pretty severe alright." Xiao glanced at the sword embedded in the mannequin's neck and the several others in its body. "So, the doll's ruined now. How many more of them do you have stored inside this mask?"

<<I only have 3 more left. But since you are close to making a breakthrough, I am not lending you another one until you have crossed realms. And that mannequin is not broken, mind you. Dispel your swords.>>

Doing as instructed, Xiao willed her qi to disperse. The swords jutting out from her doll vanished, and with it the wounds the mannequin had closed, like it had some sort of super advanced regeneration capabilities. Just like Xiao's skin, the doll remained spotless.

"Woah, how did it do that!?"

<<It may look like it is made from ordinary wood, but the truth is, it is the legendary Fusang tree which takes 1000 years to fully mature. A tree that grows only above the heavens.>>

Xiao would've immediately called bullshit on her teacher's explanation if she hadn't tested what the mannequin was capable of. The fusang tree was so mythical it was regarded as the tree of life. Alchemists from everywhere had been trying to search for its existence, and yet here was her teacher handing it out like simple training equipment.

Breaking her out of her stupefaction at the doll, Fang Xuan walked in.

"Elder Xiao, I hope I'm not interrupting."

"Not at all, I was just done with my training. What is it?"

"Your lover is here."

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It wasn't just Xiao's strength that improved, her relationship with Yanmei did as well. Yanmei's visit was almost a daily occurrence, traveling everyday just to see her beloved. The freedom that Xiao's company provided Yanmei was a welcome reprieve from her hectic life of managing her business, bringing the two ever closer.

Xiao opened the door to her to find Yanmei already in her true form, lazing about at her bed. With deviousness in her slit eyes, Yanmei quickly rose to her feet once the masked Xiao entered.

In panic, Xiao immediately gestured her hands for Yanmei to stop her approach.

"Yanmei, I just finished training!"

Only pausing for a moment, Yanmei continued her advance until they were but an inch apart. Xiao immediately retreated until her back pressed on her door, Yanmei pinned her with both hands right after.

"I traveled hours just to see you, you think a bit of sweat would be enough to stop me? Besides, how many nights have already we spent in each other's embraced while drenched in sweat, hmm?"

Unable to refute, Xiao realized that the slyness of a fox extended to their diction. Not only does Yanmei have a way with words, she convinced Xiao to have her way with her!

Yanmei dove into Xiao's neck, planting kisses that would no doubt blossom into a hickey. Xiao hands embraced Yanmei so tight as she whimpered in delight at the erotic sensation of her lover's lips, tickling her skin.

Although Xiao wanted for Yanmei to take her then and there, it took all of her willpower to resist, "Wait, Yanmei, I have a better idea."

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One of the perks of being a sect elder, is that Xiao has a palatial bathhouse that she could freely use daily.

Its bathtub, large enough to be categorized as a shallow pool, was littered with cherry blossom petals, while constantly giving off a delightful aroma coming from the various cleaning and skin care agents mixed within like oils and herbs. Sitting on its bank, Xiao had her legs open, letting the spirit beast freely devour her essence.

Xiao's hands grasped the hair near Yanmei's fox ears while her moans filled the entire bathhouse. The sublime sensation of Yanmei's tongue delicately teasing Xiao's love nub edged her close to climax with each lick.

When Yanmei saw the look of absolute pleasure on Xiao's face as she continually worked on her clit, Yanmei's affection coaxed her to pleasure Xiao more. For the closing act, Yanmei's tongue entered Xiao's pleasure hole as she gently rubbed her clit with her two fingers.

Xiao, who was on the verge, was pushed to her limit and erupted, heaving one lustful cry to end the pleasurable head Yanmei gave her.

While Xiao was trying to steady her breathing, Yanmei rested and nuzzled her head at Xiao's thigh. Since the fox was curious to how she performed, she asked…

"Was it good?"

"It was divine. Heck, you didn't even need to ask.." Xiao softly smiled as she combed her lover's wet hair. How she got reduced into a moaning mess should be a clear enough answer.

Then the smile on Xiao's lips grew wider as she witnessed Yanmei's tails wagging above water. The weeks that Yanmei spent by Xiao's side had been nothing short of blissful. Finding out that they suited each other was a journey so pleasurable that Yanmei didn't want to turn back.

Capitalizing on her lover's great mood, Xiao thought it would be the perfect time to ask Yanmei.

"Yanmei, how would you feel about being a member of this sect?"