FOYL ~ 07

Chapter – 07

Senior Aunt Chu Yao

No one knew how much time had passed, but the air was thick with an intimate atmosphere.

Cao Kun gently stroked Chu Yao’s head, looking thoroughly pleased with himself. Then he pinched her rosy cheek, a mischievous grin curling at the corner of his mouth, and asked softly:

“Senior Aunt, how would you rate this kind of value?”

“You little scoundrel…” Chu Yao lifted her head slightly, her eyes hazy as she chided him playfully.

At this moment, the way she looked at Cao Kun was like gazing at a pile of spirit stones—full of fondness, and even a fierce sense of possessiveness.

[Chu Yao Submission Value +10]

Cao Yun was extremely satisfied. Chu Yao had given him an experience entirely different from anything before.

The two embraced quietly for a while.

Before long, Chu Yao gradually recovered from her exhaustion. Her slender waist began to squirm restlessly. At the same time, her seductive eyes fixed unabashedly on Cao Kun. Not only that, but her soft, tender feet also began to brush deliberately against Cao Yun’s ankle.

At this point, Cao Yun couldn’t help but feel a bit helpless.

… … …

“Senior Aunt, I’m truly sorry,” Cao Kun pleaded, looking utterly defeated.

“Hmph! Who told you to provoke me?” Chu Yao pouted with a delicate huff.

Cao Kun was now filled with regret and continued to beg for mercy:

“Senior Aunt, don’t you have a Dao companion?”

“I lied to you—we’re just fellow cultivators!” Chu Yao said dismissively.

“No wonder,” Cao Kun thought, finally understanding why Chu Yao was so insatiable.

When it was all over,

Chu Yao had lost all her strength.

At this moment, she felt more and more that this Cao Kun was anything but ordinary. After all, Cao Kun was merely a lowly handyman disciple. And yet, Chu Yao now found herself experiencing an inexplicable feeling—that she couldn’t bear to be apart from him.

Then Chu Yao gently wrapped her arms around Cao Kun’s and began acting coy:

“Junior nephew, tell your senior aunt—what cultivation art are you practicing?”

Hearing this, Cao Kun’s lips curled into a barely perceptible sly smile. He reached out and gave Chu Yao’s curvaceous rear a playful slap, then slowly shook his head.

“Senior Aunt, don’t ask too many questions. Everyone has their own secrets.
Besides, this is only good for you, isn’t it?”

With that, Cao Kun’s grin widened as he teased:
“If your fellow Daoist were to find out, would he be upset?”

Chu Yao let out a cold huff and retorted:
“Only now you’re afraid? Where was that fear earlier?”

Cao Kun chuckled, pulling Chu Yao’s soft body closer and putting on a fawning expression:
“It’s all because you’re so captivating, Senior Aunt—
I truly couldn’t control myself…”

Flattered, Chu Yao laughed delightfully:
“Don’t worry, he won’t find out. And even if he did, it wouldn’t matter—he and I are merely Dao companions in name.”

Then Chu Yao rose, her mature, voluptuous figure fully on display. She retrieved a bottle of pills from the storage pouch tucked in her robes and handed it to Cao Kun, her expression turning serious:

“This is a bottle of Qi-replenishing pills. Your cultivation is still too low.
Hurry up and refine them to raise your level.”

Cao Kun didn’t stand on ceremony and accepted them directly. Except for that one time Liu Rumei had insincerely given him pills, this was the first time Cao Kun had lived off a woman’s kindness. He couldn’t help but sigh inwardly:

It’s true—older sisters really know how to care for you.

Though part of it was due to the system, Cao Kun’s opinion of Chu Yao had genuinely improved. He pulled her into his arms, planted a kiss on her cheek, and said smugly:

“Senior Aunt, you’re so good to me.”

Chu Yao pouted coquettishly:
“Then you must come see me more often from now on.”

Cao Kun’s legs trembled at those words, and he silently groaned.

Sure, older sisters take care of you, but…

Seeing Cao Kun’s reluctant expression, Chu Yao huffed in dissatisfaction:
“What, you don’t want to?”

“Of course not! Senior Aunt, you’re so alluring and charming—your nephew couldn’t ask for more,” Cao Kun quickly replied.
“Senior Aunt, my friend is probably getting impatient waiting downstairs. I should get going.” With that, Cao Kun stood up, straightened his robes, and made a dash for the door.

“Stop right there!” Chu Yao cast a spell and froze him in place.

“Wuu wuu wuu~~~”

… … …

When the two finally emerged from the room, Cao Kun was staggering on his feet.

In contrast, Chu Yao’s flushed face was still radiant, like a perfectly ripened peach that made one’s mouth water. Her slightly parted red lips were as delicate and alluring as a rose in full bloom. Every smile and every glance exuded a mature, bewitching charm.

Cao Kun looked at Chu Yao and asked in confusion:
“Senior Aunt, shouldn’t we be more discreet? There are so many eyes and ears here.”

“What’s there to be discreet about? Just tell everyone you’re my male concubine,” Chu Yao said with a coquettish air.

She was thoroughly satisfied, so her mood was exceptionally bright. Then she shot him a sly, half-smiling glance and added with a hum:
“You must come back the day after tomorrow! Or else! Hmph!”

Cao Kun had no choice but to comply.
Sigh. I, Cao, am destined for a life of toil.

When the two descended the stairs,

Sima Shenhe stared in disbelief at Chu Yao. She had always been a woman of mature charm and allure, but now that mature seductiveness was even more pronounced. Her flushed, enchanting face was brimming with satisfaction—any fool could tell what had happened between them.

“Uh… Senior Aunt, you two…” Sima Shenhe stammered, unable to finish his sentence.

“Cao Kun is my male concubine from now on,” Chu Yao announced with a smile.

Sima Shenhe’s lips twitched. Gritting his teeth, he declared firmly:
“Senior Aunt, what about me? Am I suitable?”

“You?” Chu Yao looked at Sima Shenhe in exasperation.

She had never seen a disciple volunteer to become someone’s male concubine—what a weirdo. She rolled her eyes at him seductively and said flatly:
“You don’t make the cut!”

Sima Shenhe was crushed once again.

Ignoring him, Cao Kun strode straight out of Tianxiang Pavilion.

Sima Shenhe followed him out, found a secluded corner, and reported Cao Kun’s situation to Liu Rumei.

Meanwhile, Liu Rumei was in the middle of meditative cultivation when she received the message. Her expression darkened, shifting unpredictably. She hadn’t expected a competitor to appear so quickly—and a Foundation Building inner-sect senior aunt at that.

(Note: Within the Hehuan Sect, only cultivators of the same level may address each other as fellow disciples, regardless of seniority.)

She lost all interest in cultivating. She rose immediately and headed straight for Cao Kun’s courtyard in Qinshan Town. She wanted her share of the spoils too.

By now, Cao Kun had already returned to his courtyard. He gave Nangong Wan two more flawless Qi-replenishing pills and told her to refine them.

Feeling that his cultivation was on the verge of breaking through, Cao Kun decisively entered the cultivation chamber.

After adjusting his state, Cao Kun took a flawless Qi-replenishing pill from his storage pouch and swallowed it directly. Feeling the heat flow as the pill dissolved and was refined, Cao Kun experienced a wave of comfort. As the medicinal power was absorbed by his dantian, Cao Kun popped another pill and continued refining.

Before long, a fifth vortex appeared in his dantian.

Late Stage Qi Condensation—done!

“Haha, exhilarating!” Cao Kun’s previous exhaustion vanished after his breakthrough.

“Junior Brother~~~ open the door!”

Hearing that soft, seductive voice, Cao Kun was stunned.

That vixen is here again.