NTR: Choice Based System

As they headed towards the nearby guest building, adjacent to the garden, Ye Yang was engaged in a conversation with Ling Xia inside. Meanwhile, Hell was contentedly playing in Elder Li's arms, his face snuggled into her warm cleavage.

After her encounter with Holy Son Xiao Feng, Elder Li's wardrobe underwent a noticeable transformation. Gone were the modest, demure attire of her past. Now, she favoured daring, deep-cut tops that showcased her ample bosom.

As she cradled Hell in her arms, her low-cut garment barely concealed her full, rounded breasts, leaving only her nipples and the area beneath tantalizingly hidden. The once-conservative Elder Li had embraced a more daring, sensual style – a change many attributed to Xiao Feng's influence.

Elder Li's bold new look sparked contrasting reactions within the sect. Male disciples and elders couldn't help but salivate over her voluptuous figure, their gazes lingering on her curves.

In stark contrast, female disciples and elders admired her transformation, viewing her as an embodiment of confidence and independence. They saw her daring style as a symbol of empowerment, inspiring whispers of admiration and envy.

Some murmured comparisons to renowned beauties, while others praised her courage in embracing her sensuality.

As Hell nestled deeper into Elder Li's bosom, Ling Xia turned to Ye Yang with a warm smile. "I've heard great things about you from Ye Mu. She speaks very highly of you."

Ye Yang chuckled, his eyes twinkling. "Well, she's my little sister. I spoiled her rotten since she was young."

His expression hinted at fond memories, and a hint of amusement. "Besides, she's made me somewhat of a legend within the sect, hasn't she?"

Ling Xia's laughter echoed softly. "You could say that. Ye Mu's admiration for you is well-known."

Ye Mu's enthusiasm for her big brother was contagious, and as the Sect Leader's esteemed disciple, her words carried weight. Her exceptional talent and charisma drew many admirers, creating a circle of influence that spread throughout the sect.

As a result, stories of her revered "Big Brother Ye Yang" became widespread, earning him a revered status among the sect's members. Ye Mu's admiration for her brother had, unknowingly, cemented his legendary reputation within the sect.

Ye Yang's laughter mingled with embarrassment. "Even the sect's pigs know me now? I'm both flattered and terrified."

Chuckling, he asked, "Where is she? I need to... thank her for her enthusiastic endorsements."

Ling Xia and Elder Li's laughter filled the air, creating a warm ambiance.

"Today, Ye Mu honours the Goddess, fulfilling our sect's monthly tradition," Ling Xia said, smiling. "She'll be with us before sunset."

Ling Xia gently patted Hell, who was blissfully nestled in Elder Li's arms.

"Until then, we're delighted to keep you company," she added, her eyes sparkling with hospitality.

Ye Yang nodded as First Elder Eva Angel, the Sect Leader's wife, and a charismatic young man entered the building. Moments earlier, First Elder Eva had left at the Sect Leader's wife's request to visit the nearby garden, and now they returned together, accompanied by Holy Son Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng's piercing gaze settled on Ye Yang, scrutinizing his features. Though he failed to penetrate Ye Yang's aura and discern his cultivation stage, his expression remained neutral, betraying no hint of curiosity.

With measured steps, Xiao Feng approached Ye Yang. "You must be Ye Yang... Ye Mu's esteemed big brother," he said, his voice smooth and courteous.

Ye Yang detected only kindness and curiosity in Xiao Feng's demeanour, putting him at ease. "Holy Son Xiao Feng, nice to meet you," he said, his smile sincere.

Xiao Feng's eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled. "Likewise, Ye Yang. Your reputation precedes you. I'm eager to learn more about the brother Ye Mu holds in such high esteem."

Ye Yang's face flushed with embarrassment as he smiled. "There's nothing remarkable about me, Holy Son. Ye Mu's just being childish; please disregard her exaggerations."

Xiao Feng's smile concealed his puzzlement. On the surface, Ye Yang seemed utterly ordinary, like any other mortal. Yet, as the brother of a cultivation genius like Ye Mu, this unremarkable appearance didn't add up.

Something about Ye Yang's aura nagged at Xiao Feng, refusing to be dismissed. He sensed a depth, a hidden complexity beneath the unassuming exterior.

First Elder Eva Angel gracefully intervened, her voice warm and dignified. "Ye Yang, allow me to formally introduce Holy Son Xiao Feng of the Holy Fairy Sect, our esteemed guest whom we will escort to the Ye Clan."

She turned to Xiao Feng, her eyes shining with respect. "Holy Son, this is Ye Yang, Fourth Young Master of our Ye Clan and son of Young Elder Ye Xuan, as well as Ye Mu's esteemed brother."

Xiao Feng's captivating smile spread across his face. "Who wouldn't recognize the illustrious name Ye Yang within the Spirit Fairy Sect?" he said, his tone laced with admiration.

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In reality, Xiao Feng saw Ye Yang as a stepping stone to gaining Ye Mu's trust. Befriending the older brother would pave the way for his ultimate goal.

Xiao Feng's gaze shifted to Ling Xia, his eyes conveying approval. She was doing her job admirably, executing the plan he had set in motion.

He noted her proximity to Ye Yang, their bodies angled in a familiar manner. A subtle, knowing glint flickered in Xiao Feng's eyes; Ling Xia had already made significant progress.

"Half the battle is won," he thought to himself, confident in Ling Xia's abilities to seduce Ye Yang and further his interests.

Meanwhile, First Elder Eva Angel whispered to the Sect Leader's wife, "You seem close to the Holy Son? And seeing him like this, especially his charming smile and playful teasing, don't you feel like he's seducing us just with his smile?"

Shi Ling spoke, "That's what makes the Holy Son of the Holy Fairy Sect special."

Shi Ling continued, her voice laced with amusement, "All Holy Sons are renowned for their exceptional looks and demeanour. Xiao Feng, in particular, is famously captivating among female cultivators—much like my husband in his youth."

First Elder Eva Angel's eyes warmed with sincerity. "Although I've never met the Sect Leader of the Spirit Fairy Sect, his reputation precedes him. You're truly fortunate to have him as your husband, Shi Ling."

Eva Angel's curiosity got the better of her, and she leaned in, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Shi Ling, I've always wondered... living with not one, but two extraordinary individuals, you must have a unique perspective. Who, in your opinion, is the more remarkable Holy Son: your husband or Xiao Feng?"

Shi Ling's expression remained serene, but a hint of amusement danced in her eyes. "That's a bold question, Eva. Each holds a special place in my heart, but in different ways."

Shi Ling's expression softened; her voice filled with conviction. "My husband holds a sacred place in my heart; no one can ever replace him. He is my eternal love."

She paused, a gentle smile spreading across her face. "As for Holy Son Xiao Feng, our bond is different. He's a cherished friend, someone with whom I share moments of laughter, wisdom, and growth."

First Elder Eva's eyes twinkled mischievously. "But the way Xiao Feng teased you earlier, it seemed like he has eyes only for you."

Shi Ling chuckled, shaking her head. "Oh, Eva, you're reading too much into it. Holy Sons are notorious charmers. My husband, too, had his share of admirers before we met."

Her expression turned knowing. "Holy son flirts with every woman in the sect, including me. But I don't take it to heart. I understand the playful nature of Holy Sons."

"I'm accustomed to Holy son's flirtatious nature," Shi Ling said with a smile. "When we're alone, he often teases me, but he's never crossed a line. That's what I appreciate about him."

Her eyes sparkled with warmth. "Holy Son Xiao Feng has helped me countless times. His playful advances are a harmless gesture, a small price to pay for his unwavering support and companionship."

First Elder Eva smiled slyly. "It's clear you hold Holy Son Xiao Feng in high regard, Shi Ling."

She teased, her voice playful, "I hope he's not taking liberties in your husband's absence, exploiting that kind heart of yours."

Shi Ling chuckled, shaking her head. "Oh, Eva, you're wicked. But rest assured, Holy Son knows his boundaries."

First Elder Eva asked, her eyes seeking clarity, "So, Holy Son has never made any advances on you or touched you?"

Shi Ling's gaze drifted, recalling the past. "Well, there was an incident once... but I don't think it was intentional. It felt like an accident to both of us."

Her voice softened. "If he had harboured any intentions, he would have mentioned it afterward. But we never discussed it, choosing instead to treat it as a mere mishap."

Eva Angel's eyes narrowed slightly, intrigued. "What kind of accident?"

Shi Ling's face flushed as she recalled the incident. "One day, I was tending to the garden near my quarters when I needed assistance. Holy Son Xiao Feng had offered his help earlier, advising me not to let inexperienced hands tend to the herbs and flowers."

"I called for him, and he arrived, sending the other helpers away to avoid distractions. We were alone in the garden when he spotted a poisonous spider on me."

"'It's venomous,' he warned, and I asked him to remove it since my hands were occupied. As he tried to brush it off, the spider jumped onto my...chest." Shi Ling's voice faltered.

"Holy Son Xiao Feng instinctively grabbed the spider, but in the process, his hand...brushed against me. As he grasped the spider, his fingers inadvertently pressed against my breast, and... he applied gentle pressure."

Shi Ling's cheeks flushed deeper. "The spider's bite on my upper chest left a blue mark from the toxin. I felt a sudden, dual sensation: the spider's venom coursing through my skin and the unexpected warmth of Holy son's touch."

First Elder laughed, "It feels more like an intimate accident with Holy Son."