Chapter 133: Pillow Talk of Two Beauties (3rd Update)

Chapter 133: Pillow Talk of Two Beauties

"Who's there?"

Seeing someone actually sleeping in her bed, Yamamoto Yuki let out a low growl, becoming highly tense and on alert. Langui Garden was a stronghold of the Iga Clan ninja organization in China, heavily guarded. For someone to suddenly appear in her bed, she was naturally on edge.

"Sect Master, it's me."

The light in the bedroom instantly turned on, and a beautiful woman, also wrapped only in a bath towel, crawled out from Yamamoto Yuki's bed.

This beauty was not as tall as Yamamoto Yuki, being slightly more petite, but she was curvier, especially with her incredibly majestic bosom.

This beauty was none other than Muto Yukiko.

"Yukiko, you scared me! Why are you in my bed? Weren't you arranged to sleep downstairs next door to Ms. Zhou Xi?" Yamamoto Yuki finally relaxed and asked Muto Yukiko.

"Sect Master, I usually sleep with you all the time. I'm just not used to a different bed and sleeping alone, so I couldn't sleep and came up," Muto Yukiko said with a smirk. "You stayed in Master's room for the whole night. You must be absolutely thrilled."

"You brat, you weren't eavesdropping on us in bed all night, were you? You've got some nerve!" Yamamoto Yuki pinned Muto Yukiko down onto the bed, pinching her chin as she spoke.

"Sect Master, I've been wronged! The bedrooms are highly soundproofed, how could I possibly hear anything?" Muto Yukiko cried out, claiming her innocence.

"Hmph, then how did you hear those slapping sounds during the day? You little minx, you're not being honest." Yamamoto Yuki ripped off the bath towel from Muto Yukiko, flipped her curvaceous body over, and gave her pert buttocks a hard slap.

"Sect Master, spare me! I fell asleep last night and didn't hear a thing," Muto Yukiko quickly begged for mercy.

"Don't try to fool me. I think you're just feeling frisky, you little minx. Will you dare to eavesdrop on our bed again next time?" Yamamoto Yuki did not let Muto Yukiko off, continuing to slap her pert buttocks.

"Sect Master, stop hitting me, I won't dare to do it again! Look, my bottom is already red from your slaps," Muto Yukiko continued to beg for mercy, putting on a pitiful act.

"Hmph, it's not like this is the first time I've slapped you. Why act so pitiful? As if I don't know you, you little minx. You're a total submissive; the more I slap you, the more thrilled you get," Yamamoto Yuki giggled, finally letting go.

"Sect Master, that's exactly what I'm worried about. Now that you and Master are a couple, you won't care about me anymore. I'll be so lonely in the future, what am I going to do?"

Only then did Muto Yukiko roll over, speaking pitifully to Yamamoto Yuki.

Her bath towel had been ripped off by Yamamoto Yuki, leaving her in only a pair of sexy cartoon-patterned panties. As she rolled over, her majestic bosom bounced, but she didn't care at all. Clearly, they were used to being intimate with each other; touching and groping each other was the most normal thing in the world for them.

"You really are in heat," Yamamoto Yuki scolded after squeezing Muto Yukiko's majestic breast. "Looks like I need to find you a man. I'll put out a marriage ad for you and find men who like you. If one isn't enough, I'll find you a few more!"

"Sect Master, please don't. Finding a man who likes me is the easiest thing in the world," Muto Yukiko said, her face turning slightly red. "But I have also fallen for Master, and I won't be able to look at any other man for the rest of my life. I already told you this during the day, yet you're still teasing me now."

"You little minx, are you really planning to fight me for my man?" Yamamoto Yuki raised her fair hand again and said, "Is your little bottom begging for another spanking?"

"Sect Master, I'm speaking from the bottom of my heart. We grew up together and are like sisters. Wouldn't it be even better if we could serve Master together?" This time, Muto Yukiko didn't dodge, instead looking at Yamamoto Yuki seriously.

"Yukiko, actually, I already spoke to Master about you last night," Yamamoto Yuki said seriously, lowering her hand. She had been joking with Muto Yukiko earlier, but now that they were done playing around, it was time to talk business.

"What did Master say? Does… does he not like me?"

Muto Yukiko grew nervous, her soft chest heaving up and down. Fortunately, the one in front of her was Yamamoto Yuki; if it had been a man, he would have most likely had a nosebleed.

"Master agreed to let me teach you the Dual Cultivation Technique. However, with your foundation, I'm afraid you won't be able to learn it anytime soon," Yamamoto Yuki said.

"That's wonderful! Thank you, Sect Master! I will definitely learn the Dual Cultivation Technique as quickly as possible and become Master's woman," Muto Yukiko cheered excitedly upon hearing this, hugging Yamamoto Yuki and giving her a big kiss.

"You brat, you've always been the submissive one, and now you're starting to be dominant? Listen to me, even if you become Master's woman in the future, you can only be the submissive one in front of me, just like right now!"

Yamamoto Yuki laughed, then rolled over and pinned Muto Yukiko beneath her. At the same time, her slender hands reached for Muto Yukiko's chest, grabbing her breasts and instantly squeezing them out of shape.

"Sect Master, it tickles… it tickles so much!" Muto Yukiko begged for mercy.

The two of them usually slept together and often had close physical contact. Although their sexual orientation was normal, they enjoyed playing these kinds of jokes.

…

Just how powerful was Zhou Lang's hearing? He could hear any movement within dozens of meters, so he naturally heard the conversation between Yamamoto Yuki and Muto Yukiko next door.

At this moment, he was caught between laughter and tears. However, a man's mind always has some wicked thoughts, and a scene faintly appeared in his head: two female ninjas wrapped only in bath towels serving him together. That kind of enjoyment would be absolutely exquisite…

Just as dawn broke, Zhou Lang got out of bed and began practicing his skills in the courtyard of Langui Garden, comprehending combat techniques.

Although he was now a Cultivator, through his battle with Shangguan Long, he had learned a truth: if two opponents were in the same Realm, without using Talisman Arts, Formations, Magic Treasures, and so on, combat techniques played a crucial role in deciding the outcome of the battle.

"I wonder if these Fist Techniques and Cultivation Techniques were created by my Ancestor. If so, he is truly incredible."

Zhou Lang practiced the Fist Techniques he had learned from the "Dual Cultivation Manual" move by move, growing more and more shocked. These Fist Techniques were perfect in both enhancing attack power and neutralizing the opponent's force, carrying a sense of deflecting a thousand pounds with four ounces. He even felt that as long as he accumulated experience in battle, with his current cultivation at the Peak Qi Refining Stage, he might not necessarily lose even when fighting an ordinary Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator.

…

Around three-thirty in the afternoon, in the general manager's office of the Zhao Group, Zhao Xiaorou and a tall, thin man in his thirties sat opposite each other on the sofa next to the coffee table.

"Ms. Zhao, can you make the final call on such a major matter?" the tall, thin man said, looking at Zhao Xiaorou with a somewhat lecherous gaze, his tone seemingly teasing.