I alone am the Honoured One!

Hm?

Xia Shenyi's eyes squinted in surprise as she leaned back on the couch a little and turned around to look at the women beside her.

"Tian is rarely coming to artifact nowadays?"

With a nod, Li Jia let out a soft sigh before replying "Mhmm, he is fully immersed in Alchemy that he barely even comes here."

"He stays in the Alchemy Chamber 24 hours a day."

"And since you've been busy with your Master and spending time with them for the past three months, you haven't seen it firsthand. But the rest of us… we've barely seen him at all."

A sigh escaped Xia Shenyi's lips "He was not here whenever I arrive... but I didn't expect the thing is this serious."

Her gaze narrowed slightly "I mean... we need to give him some time to gather his thoughts."

"And he is now focusing on Alchemy for Yao Jing's wish..."

Hearing this, Li Jia's gaze lowered "Sister Shenyi, I completely understand his grief... we all do."

"We are also sad for his loss... but how long is this going to continue?"

Her grip tightened against the fabric of her robe. "How long will he keep himself locked away in sorrow?"

"Sister, he has other wives too... Yao Jing is not the only one who loves him."

Her eyes moistened with tears as she spoke "I also love him, Sister Lingxi, Ziyu and Sister Yixian... everyone loves him."

"We also want his attention, we also want his love..."

"I-I haven't even had a proper conversation with him in the past three months, let alone a kiss..."

She bit her lips controlling her emotions "I- I am just scared that he will never step out of this sorrow... and will be fully drowned in it."

Xia Shenyi just stayed silent as she had no words of comfort.

Yao Jing's death had carved a wound into Zhao Tian's heart.

And instead of allowing it to heal, he is using Alchemy to keep himself numb.

Letting out a deep breath, she spoke "I will try talking to him..."

...

Zhao Tian lay on his bed with his back facing up as the warm, fragrant air of the room filled his senses, but what truly made this moment bearable were the two women standing on his back, their delicate feet gently massaging his tired muscles.

Qi Nue and Qi Xue were standing on his back, their soft footsteps barely making a sound as they moved over him.

Qi Nue asked with a teasing smile "Little brother, seems like your new master is making you work hard."

Zhao Tian's body stiffened for a brief moment as the pressure from their feet settled into his muscles.

He couldn't help but feel a strange combination of relaxation "Yeah..."

Qi Xue let out a soft chuckle, as she pressed her feet "You should take better care of yourself. You're pushing yourself too hard, little brother."

Zhao Tian could feel the warmth from their feet press down on his back, as they worked out the knots in his muscles.

Qi Nue was positioned near his shoulders, her toes pressing into the tension there, while Qi Xue stood just below, her feet working their way across his spine.

The pressure was firm, yet soothing, like the perfect balance of pain and pleasure.

"Haa..." He grunted softly in response and his body instinctively relaxed beneath their touch.

Their feet continued to work in sync, kneading the tension from his back.

Zhao Tian could feels his body slowly yielding to the sensation as the strain in his muscles dissipated with each passing minute.

Qi Xue's feet traveled down his spine, massaging the his back, and Zhao Tian couldn't help but let out a low, appreciative grunt.

"Both of your feet feel good.. Sisters," he murmured, unable to resist the urge to praise them.

Qi Xue blushed upon hearing this while Qi Nue just chuckled, "Phrasing, little brother..."

A little later, Qi Nue and Qi Xue stepped down from Zhao Tian's back, their bare feet brushing softly against the mattress.

Zhao Tian turned over, exposing his chest and abdomen.

The two women froze momentarily and a blush rose to their cheeks as their eyes instinctively flickered to his chest, then away.

Qi Nue pressed her lips together, her fingers curling slightly before she forced herself to act composed.

Qi Xue wasn't much better and she coughed lightly to hide her own flustered reaction.

"We will massage here too, little brother," Qi Nue muttered, kneeling beside him.

"Your muscles are so tight... you should rest more." Qi Xue added, settling on his other side.

Her delicate fingers hovered for a moment before finally pressing against his chest, starting to knead the tension there.

Zhao Tian opened one eye lazily, his lips curling into a small smile. "Rest? Isn't that what you two are here for?"

Qi Nue huffed softly, trying to focus as her hands began to work.

Her fingertips pressed firmly along the grooves of his chest, tracing over each hardened line of muscle.

The warmth of his skin seemed to seep into her fingers, and she had to steady herself with a quiet breath "Haa..."

Qi Xue followed her lead, placing both hands on his abdomen.

The firmness of his muscles beneath her hands sent a strange warmth to her face, and she quickly busied herself with her work to avoid lingering thoughts.

Qi Xue's fingers worked their way down, lightly brushing the edges of his abdomen and hips before moving back up.

She hesitated for just a second as her hands passed over his sides, but she continued, determined not to let her flustered thoughts show.

Qi Nue smirked faintly, "You're lucky we're here to take care of you," she said, her hands pressing firmly along his chest as her palms smoothed over his skin in long, deliberate strokes.

"Otherwise, you'd probably end up collapsing somewhere from overexertion."

Zhao Tian chuckled, "Then I'm in good hands."

Qi Nue's fingers slowed for a moment and her gaze flickered to his face.

He was watching her now, and she quickly averted her eyes, clearing her throat.

"Stop talking and let us work,"

Qi Xue's hands trembled slightly as she moved to massage his arms, her fingers tracing over his forearms and palms.

Zhao Tian closed his eyes again, feeling their gentle movements.

The room fell into a comfortable silence with the occasional rustle of fabric and the faint creak of the bed.

At this time, the room's door creaked open and Zhao Tian sighed "Is she here..."

Yao Jing was surprised to see Qi Nue and Qi Xue massaging Zhao Tian on the bed.

Her gaze narrowed and she walked over, sitting beside them "When did my two disciples become your apprentices, Tian'er?"

Both women chuckled and Zhao Tian smiled "You too, come here, Jing'er.. come and massage me."

Hearing this, Yao Jing huffed "As if I would..."

"Oh, come here.. don't be stubborn."

Yao Jing shook her head helplessly and climbed onto the bed, sitting on top of his abdomen.

Grunting in mild pain, Zhao Tian replied "Idiot, I asked you to massage me... not to crush me."

"Hahaha..." Yao Jing couldn't help but laugh and looked at her other two disciples.

"Both of you go; I will take care of him now."

Hearing this, Qi Nue and Qi Xue looked at each other for a second before nodding their heads.

As they left, Zhao Tian looked at Yao Jing "Why did you shoo them away, I was having a good massage session."

She just moved forward and lay on top of him as she brought her lips closer to his face. "Is your new Master overworking you?"

With a nod, he replied "Yeah... my Alchemy Master is a lot better. She spoils me..."

Yao Jing placed a finger against his lips, silencing him. "I see..."

After a moment, Zhao Tian reached up and his fingers brushed against her cheek.

Yao Jing's eyes narrowed slightly and he slowly pulled her down with their lips barely inches apart.

"Jing'er..."

She didn't reply, but the way her eyes softened spoke volumes.

Finally, she closed the distance and her lips pressed against his in a slow, lingering kiss.

Warmth spread between them and her body molded against his as the kiss deepened.

His hands roamed up her back, pulling her closer as he savored the feeling of her soft lips moving against his.

Yao Jing let out a quiet sigh against his mouth and her fingers threaded into his hair as she melted into him.

When they finally pulled apart, her cheeks were flushed, and Zhao Tian's smile widened "Now that's a proper way to help me relax," he teased.

Yao Jing swatted his chest lightly, though she couldn't hide the small smile playing on her lips. "Idiot... just shut up and rest."

"Sleep with me.."

"Mhm.."

Huh? Suddenly Zhao Tian's eyes snapped open and he looked at the ceiling of the Alchemy Chamber.

'A dream?'

He facepalmed himself and let out a low sigh as he slowly pushed himself up to sit on the floor.

He glanced around at the alchemy materials scattered around him 'Seems like I slept here...'

His eyes trembled as he remembered about Yao Jing 'For now, I will return to the artifact and take some rest.'

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