Two Women Want to Sleep Together

Mo Yingluo and Mo Yingyue had been by his side since childhood. They were more familiar with their master's every movement, every frown, and every smile than anyone else.

At this moment, they clearly saw the forced nature hidden beneath that smile, and saw the surging emotions desperately suppressed deep within his pitch-black eyes.

There was impatience, exhaustion, and a trace of melancholy that even he himself had not noticed, weighing heavily on his heart like an impenetrable fog.

If their master was unhappy, they were unhappy too.

But they still showed smiles and nodded obediently:

"Mhm!"

Chai Zizhen and the eight city lords also came to Gu Changyuan's side at this time. Hearing that the Holy Ancestor wanted to rest, Chai Zizhen immediately said:

"Holy Ancestor, please follow me. I will take you to your quarters to rest."

Chai Zizhen and the eight city lords also came to Gu Changyuan's side at this time. Hearing that the Holy Ancestor wanted to rest, Chai Zizhen immediately said:

"Holy Ancestor, please follow me. I will take you to your quarters to rest."

The eight city lords to the side were incredibly respectful at this moment, several times more humble than when they first met Gu Changyuan, each of them lowering their heads and averting their eyes.

They could clearly feel the oppressive aura lingering around this Holy Ancestor.

It was as if the slightest misstep that displeased him would result in them being the next to suffer that extreme agony.

That was tens of millions of times more terrifying than outright death, and no one dared to gamble with their own lives.

Gu Changyuan merely cast a faint glance at them and didn't say much, giving a light nod of consent.

Then, following Chai Zizhen, he took the two girls to the third floor of the tallest building in the Outer Realm City.

Gu Changyuan casually picked a room and walked right in.

"You two should go rest as well."

He said to the two girls, then closed the door and sat down cross-legged.

Chai Zizhen tactfully did not disturb him further and left directly.

Mo Yingluo and Mo Yingyue stood at the door of their master's room, looked at each other, and stood blankly for a moment.

Then, they pushed open the door to the room next door and walked in.

......

Inside the room.

Gu Changyuan sat cross-legged, slowly closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.

That breath carried a bit of exhaustion. As he slowly exhaled, the tension around his body eased slightly, and he completely relaxed.

Then, his divine sense sank into his sea of consciousness.

He carved out a new, independent storage space and threw the corpse of that alien beast inside.

He couldn't put it together with his resources; he was afraid it would contaminate his pile of good stuff.

The moment he entered his sea of consciousness, Gu Changyuan sank completely into its depths and began a comprehensive reverse-flow inspection of the entire space.

What he needed to do right now was to thoroughly dismantle the pattern and structure of that alien beast's mental attack, down to the finest detail, leaving no hidden dangers.

Then, he would deploy entirely new mental defense restrictions to completely plug this loophole, absolutely preventing any similar attacks from ever finding an opening again.

His divine sense deduced rapidly within his sea of consciousness, dismantling every detail of that attack cleanly, and then began to deploy the new mental defenses.

One restriction after another was constructed in overlapping layers within his sea of consciousness.

Like precise gears, they interlocked tightly, shielding his sea of consciousness so that not a drop of wind could leak through.

The countless protective restrictions within his body were never static.

They were all formed through countless life-and-death battles, constantly accumulating experience, tearing down and rebuilding, and then gradually setting up counter-methods and stacking them layer upon layer.

Later, by merging similar restrictions, he eliminated redundancies.

This not only enhanced his defensive strength but also reduced the spiritual energy required to maintain these restrictions.

Mastering one method leads to mastering all methods.

Over a thousand years, his defenses had become like walls of copper and iron.

He just hadn't expected that a gash would be torn open again today.

The new mental defenses were fully deployed.

Gu Changyuan slowly opened his eyes.

Leaning against the head of the bed, his gaze passed through the nearby window, looking down at the entire Outer Realm City.

The city was dotted with lights, and cultivators came and went. Some were celebrating surviving the disaster, some were tending to the wounded from the battle, and some were tallying their losses.

Everything was returning to normal.

"Sigh."

A soft sigh echoed in the empty room.

In the next instant, two figures appeared in his room.

It was precisely Mo Yingluo and Mo Yingyue.

They had been waiting next door, their minds entirely focused on their master. That sigh just now, no matter how soft, was clearly caught by them.

The expression on Gu Changyuan's face changed instantly, revealing a smile:

"Xiao Luo, Xiao Yue, what is it?"

The smile shifted so quickly, so fast that it seemed like an instinct.

Looking at their master's instantly switched expression, Mo Yingluo and Mo Yingyue felt an even greater ache in their hearts.

They knew that their master had stayed in the Ruins of Disorder for so long and must have experienced countless hardships unimaginable to ordinary people. Those past events definitely hid many things he did not want to recall, things that deeply stung him.

But they didn't dare to ask, nor did they want to ask.

They were afraid that if they spoke, it would bring up those sad matters their master was unwilling to mention, afraid of seeing their master look even more sorrowful.

But they also didn't want to see their master looking unhappy.

Mo Yingluo's eyes darted around quickly, and then, taking quick, small steps, she ran swiftly to Gu Changyuan's side.

She reached out and grabbed his sleeve, shaking it gently with a hint of coquettishness:

"Master~ We haven't slept together with you for a very, very long time. Tonight, can we sleep with you?"

Hearing her older sister's words, Mo Yingyue immediately understood. She hurried over to Gu Changyuan's other side, also reaching out her small hand to grab his other sleeve:

"That's right, that's right, Master! We can't even remember the last time we lay down together with you."

Gu Changyuan looked down at the two pretty and charming disciples beside him. His eyes were full of helplessness, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curve up slightly. His tone carried a bit of doting reproach:

"Silly girls, how many years ago was that? You were still little back then. Now that you've grown so big, why are you still thinking about sleeping with me?"

"We don't care, we don't care!"

Mo Yingluo pouted her small mouth, shook her head vigorously, and tightened her grip on his sleeve.

"To Master, even if we grow to be a hundred or a thousand years old, we are still your little disciples, still children! We aren't big at all!"

Mo Yingyue hurriedly echoed her agreement, nodding her head like a rattle drum. Her eyes sparkled as she looked at Gu Changyuan, her tone filled with deep anticipation:

"That's right, that's right!"

The two girls each grabbed one of Gu Changyuan's hands, shaking them continuously. Their voices were so soft and sweet that they could melt:

"Please, Master—"

"Just this once for today—"

With his hands being swung back and forth by his two disciples, Gu Changyuan sighed helplessly.

"Alright, alright, just this once for today."

"Yay! Thank you, Master!"

The two girls shouted at the same time, the smiles on their faces instantly blooming.

Then, they climbed directly onto the bed, sitting on Gu Changyuan's left and right sides.

Their movements were so fast, as if they were afraid their master would go back on his word.

Gu Changyuan looked at these two disciples who had already grown into young women, and recalled the past at the Heavenly Demon Sect.

They were still just two frail little girls back then, curled up in a corner, looking at him warily.

Now, they were already capable young women who could hold their own.