Neomi could only stare at her sister, a shocked expression painted on her face. It was as if she had heard something that shouldn’t be said.
Her sister, the same Saintess Selene she knew, had just confessed that she had become a woman—and it was with her very own disciple. That was just too much for her to comprehend.
However, looking at the smile on Selene’s face, Neomi could tell she was happy, unlike the traumatized expression she had seen years ago when they witnessed the incident at the orphanage.
This puzzled her, considering she herself hadn’t gotten over it. It was a traumatic experience for both of them.
But looking at her sister now, she could tell that Selene had moved on and was now genuinely happy.
“Why did you do it?” she asked.
“Because I love him, and I wanted to be happy. So I gave myself to him, and I am very happy now,” Selene said, her face radiating joy.
“Why him? You had thousands of powerhouses chasing after you every single day. Scratch that—you had princes and heirs asking for your hand in marriage every single day. So why… why would you give your purity to a mere disciple?
I don’t understand,” Neomi said, her expression puzzled.
“Well, first of all, his penis is big and beautiful—”
“Selene!” Neomi shouted, her cheeks flushing as Selene giggled mischievously.
“What? You wanted to understand why I gave my purity to him, so I’m explaining,” Selene replied with a smug smile.
“You’ve changed, and I don’t think I like the new you,” Neomi said, shaking her head in disbelief.
“That’s because you haven’t experienced what I have. That’s why you’re saying this. But just so you know, what we saw was different from what I experienced. It was far better and sweeter than we ever imagined.”
Selene took Neomi’s hand gently, determination gleaming in her eyes. No matter what, she had made up her mind—she must bring her sister into the fold.
Why?
Because she was now sister to a goddess. Who wouldn’t want that? In fact, she even planned to convince the Gate Master to join, but first, she had to sway her stubborn sister, who was acting just like Selene had in the past.
If only Kent could see how shameless the once-innocent Saintess had become, he would probably smile and say, “I am the man.”
Indeed, through his efforts, the timid and traumatized Saintess had blossomed into the woman she was now.
In fact, she would forever remember her first time—not just as a milestone but as the moment she discovered there was something beyond swords that she would cherish forever.
“You don’t have to look at me like that, sister. I am still your little sister, the one you protected all these years. I haven’t changed. However, I am happy now, and because of the bond we share, I want you to be happy too.”
Selene smiled, looking at Neomi, who was lost in thought.
“I had fun this past week, and it was all thanks to my man, who is also my disciple. I love him, and I know you will love him too. After all, he is someone who can make you feel things you never thought possible.”
“What things?” she asked, making Selene smile.
“For starters, his penis, like I said, is gorgeous.” She blushed, making Neomi blush as well, though she recovered faster than her sister.
“When I first made him my disciple, I thought he was only talented with the sword and handsome. But later, I found out he was much more interesting. Do you know his plan from the start was to pin me down in his bed?”
“And he told me without any fear in his eyes.”
“I guess he is bold. The Selene I knew would cut down anyone who was that bold and shameless,” Neomi said, smiling a little.
“He is shameless, alright, but he is also handsome and a good person. When I first saw him naked, I knew then and there that I was doomed. Of course, I planned on running away, but I couldn’t.”
“Why?” Neomi was thinking the same thing. She would have run away if she were in her sister’s place.
“Because I wanted to taste it. I wanted to feel it, so I allowed myself to fulfill that desire, and I was happy I made the choice.”
Selene led Neomi to a certain part of the house that had an orange plant and sat down on a small bench.
“Why are you telling me all this?” Neomi asked. Of course, she knew the reason behind her sister’s words, but she wanted to hear it from her.
“I want you to become his woman too,” Selene said.
“You can’t be serious.” Neomi just smiled. She wasn’t angry at her silly sister’s serious words.
“I am serious, sister. Kent is the man for you. I know you want to become a woman but are afraid you can’t go through with it, so why don’t you first get to know him? If you like him, you can go through with it.
But be prepared. After your first time with him, I’m sure you’ll have a blast,” she giggled and placed her head on Neomi’s shoulder, hugging her arm. He was very happy at the moment…
However, Neomi was having a hard time accepting how shameless her sister had become. But she could tell that Selene was happy—very happy, in fact.
‘Does that disciple of hers really have what it takes to make her this happy? Could I also become this happy?’ she wondered but quickly held herself back from deep diving into such thoughts.
She knew, however, that things wouldn’t be that easy. She must first meet Kent and, if necessary, kidnap and interrogate him. Only after confirming that he wasn’t a threat to her sister would she be able to calm down.
“Of course, if you want, you can stay in my house and spy on us while we do it. All your questions will be answered,” Selene giggled again as she spoke.
Neomi smacked the back of her head, shocked by such a shameless suggestion—especially since it was exactly what she had been secretly considering.
“By the way, where is Ingrid? Your beloved disciple never left your side whenever I come to visit,” Selene asked.
Neomi sighed, knowing what she knew.
“Ingrid has locked herself in her room, refusing to come out.” Neomi smiled slightly. “She seems to have noticed something similar to ours, but in her case, it wasn’t a traumatizing experience. This, of course, made her become more excited.”
Selene turned and gave her sister a look. “More excited? Is that the best you can do?”
“Well, she doesn’t know I know, but she seems to have reached the stage where you are now.”
“So, she wants to experience sex. Good for her, unlike you, who seems to still be in your old ways,” Selene smiled before standing up.
“She needs to go out, and since her auntie is back, I will take her out. After all, my disciple will be taking the Trial of the Sword in 38 hours’ time. What better way to go out?”
Selene left and headed to Ingrid’s room. If only she knew her man was the cause of her torture, she would already make her understand she has nothing to worry about…
The Chaos Dragon has finally arrived in the sect; things are, of course, bound to change quickly…