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“Master, is it really true?” on a building somewhere at the very top of a steep, tall mountain, two gorgeous ladies look at each other, the only thing separating the two of them a simple wooden table where the seemingly older figure between the two writes and sign multiple documents with her brush, the ink flowing through each of the papers not spreading a single bit, as if her handwriting serves as a sword art that cuts the paper with the brush and its ink.
Looking up at the scholarly, gentle looking beauty in front of her, the master smiles as she reminisces of the times during her younger years, recalling a friend and rival that goes with her along the way, helping each other through tough times and sharing good times with other sisters in their group as well, one time even having herself think that had this peerless beauty of a friend she has is born a man, she will definitely fall in love with her.
Of course, that was wild thought from her younger years and she no longer had that thought now, although she still really admires the peerless beauty as she’s quite the role model for her and all their other friends despite being of nearly the same age, the reason being how great she thinks and how powerful she is, along with the perfect character that just innately pulls other people to gravitate towards her.
“It’s good that Yaoyao is really doing well, I thought she will suffer for long in that place until one of us, her sworn sisters finds a way to help her” putting the brush down as she looks at what she treats as her very own daughter, the gorgeous scholarly young beauty in front of her, a girl that she raises since young, the older beauty said, her words pretty much confirming the authenticity of the black-haired motherly beauty’s words from their previous conversation.
“M-master!! Why didn’t you tell me that THAT Heavenly Goddess Su Meiyao is my martial aunt!??” as the thought sinks in on her mind, the scholarly beauty couldn’t help but ask with her voice a bit raised towards her own master whom she respects like a parent.
“You didn’t ask in the first place” shrugging of her dear disciple’s question nonchalantly, the older beauty replies with a proud smile on her face as she knows that the scholarly beauty can do nothing about it, her next words diverting the young beauty’s attention away from her and towards her sworn sister whom she hadn’t seen for quite a while now.
“So, tell me about your encounter with Yaoyao…” looking like a kid who’s going to be brought into an entertaining opera or play, the older beauty asks while looking at her dear disciple with her bright eyes, the sharp, sword-like gaze she usually has disappearing every time she looks at this disciple of hers.
Hearing her master’s words, the scholarly beauty, Dao Xuanyuan, starts telling stories about their encounter, from the very beginning starting from how she met the immortal-like young man in the Golden Spirit Pool as well, making her master wonder what the relation between the immortal-like young man and her sworn sister is.
As the story progresses, the older beauty’s eyes get wider and wider as she heard just what sort of taboo things her sister committed, getting the second-hand embarrassment from all of it while being happy for her as well for finding a real man for herself.
“S-so Yaoyao is involved in romantically with her own son…” looking in disbelief as she never expected that such cold lady like her sworn sister will commit a forbidden act like that, the older beauty mutters to herself, the younger beauty that seems to be quite dazed as she recalls how intimately the black-haired motherly beauty and the immortal-like young man acts, the two of them blushing quite a lot.
“Mn” the young beauty replies, her mind clearly not focusing properly.
“B-but that’s…” thinking of his, the older beauty couldn’t help but blush even more.
“Mn” the young beauty replies once again, seemingly completely oblivious of what her master is saying right now.
“So… would you mind t-telling me more about that Xiaotian?” wondering as to why her sworn sister will truly fall for a man, not to mention her own son, the older beauty couldn’t help but wonder just what sort of man her sworn sister gave birth to for her to love him like that.
Hearing her master’s next question, the scholarly beauty’s eyes glow quite a bit in excitement as she starts rambling about the immortal-like young man, this topic lasting the master and disciple for quite a long time, a thing that both of them will surprisingly find extremely interesting.
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Meanwhile on a massive tree resembling, but not quite big as the world tree in the island that the immortal-like young man and his lovers is currently residing, two other beauties, splitting image of the other with one of them being just a bit older than the other one is currently in bed, the older beauty kneeling behind the younger one as she decorates the younger one’s hair, gently tying them in a braid that she knows the younger beauty, her daughter really likes.
“So she’s Meiyao’s son huh? Who would’ve guessed that after all these times, she will end up still falling in love with someone?” after hearing her daughter’s story about her encounters in the Golden Spirit Pool, the motherly beauty smiles, casting a clear water in front of them and immediately freezing it, the surface turning into a smooth mirror that shows both of their beautiful faces, faces that is enough to cause havoc not only in a single country but in an entire world.
“Mom, is there a problem with him being Auntie Meiyao’s son?” looking at the reflection of her dear mother looking at her as well, the younger beauty asks in curiosity, her beautiful mother’s answer shocking her quite a bit.
“And you’re even calling her aunt now huh… well, that’s fine, we goes way back… those were days, just travelling the continent with my sworn sisters, exploring ruins and secret realms here and there” while still dressing her beloved daughter’s hair, the motherly beauty said, a clear trace of reminiscing in her eyes, clearly finding her younger days something to treasure for her entire life.
“T-then why do you sound like there’s a problem with that mom?” wondering why her mother sounds like that when she heard her saying that the immortal-like young man, someone who will most likely cure her sickness, is the son of Su Meiyao, as if it’s a problem when it is really not.
“Because I will call my own sworn sister mother-in-law dear, and I would really like to avoid it if possible, but I guess that’s no longer possible…” thinking about something, the older beauty said with a teasing smile on her face, her daughter clearly quite annoyed but still happy with her mother’s antics, acting like that despite already being someone so powerful herself.
‘Besides, if he’s really Meiyao’s son, then all the more reason why he deserves having both of us mother and daughter~’ adding these words in her mind, the motherly beauty thought to herself as she continues dressing her daughter’s hair.