NOVEL NEXT Chapter 81: 9th Class Disciple
Early morning, five o'clock...
Mo Han woke to the sound of Chi Kai's kissing.
"Hmmm... when did you wake up?" Mo Han asked her in a sleepy tone.
"Just now… Did you sleep well?" Chi Kai asked him with a sweet smile.
Instead of replying to her, Mo Han kissed her lips while holding her pinky nipples.
"Stop. It's early morning." Chi Kai complained in a kiddish tone.
"Morning cultivation is good for your health." Mo Han commented before moving his hands all-over her body. She did not feel any pain like last night. She enjoyed the tingling sensation coming from her chest as Mo Han sucked on her chest while inserting a finger inside her.
After preparing her body for action, Mo Han changed his position, lifted her right leg, placed it on his shoulder, and started drilling into that pink-walled cave.
Within half an hour, he changed several positions and made her reach climax for more than once.
"Mo Han, stop… I can't take it anymore." Chi Kai cried out as Mo Han lifted her into the air and placed her on top of his little brother.
With a big smile, Mo Han placed her back on the bed and shifted his position to the top. While Chi Kai stared at him with a bewildered gaze, he rested his little brother in between her balloons and pressed them together.
The smooth sensation from those firm white mounds made his little brother work harder. He continued to move his little brother in between the two large mountains while grabbing them firmly with both hands and pinching the nodes in between his thumb and index finger.
After five more minutes, Mo Han directly slapped her face with the ejaculating liquid. Later, Mo Han carried her to the bathroom and cleaned her body.
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The heavy fragrance of jasmine still clung faintly to their robes when Mo Han and Chi Kai stepped out of the bamboo house.
Chi Kai lowered her gaze, her face still flushed with a shy glow, but her steps were firm. Her mother, Su Kai, was already waiting near the stone path, her sharp eyes immediately locking onto her daughter. Without hesitation, she rushed forward and grasped Chi Kai's delicate wrist.
The moment Su Kai infused a trace of her spiritual aura into Chi Kai's meridians, her expression froze. Her pupils dilated in disbelief.
"Impossible…" she whispered under her breath, tightening her grip. "From First Class… to Fifth Class in a single leap?"
Her lips trembled as she repeated the words, the shock in her face growing with each syllable. Normally, such progress required painstaking cultivation, endless resources, and at least a year of disciplined effort. But here, in less than a day, her daughter had shattered her bottleneck.
Chi Kai only bit her lip, keeping her head bowed.
Behind them, Mo Han stood silently, his expression calm, almost detached. He watched Su Kai's astonishment with a faint smile tugging at his lips.
Meanwhile, Jia Kai walked up to Mo Han, her expression composed but her curiosity evident. She studied him carefully, then asked in a steady tone, "Mo Han, what was your cultivation level before you entered this house with my sister?"
Mo Han clasped his hands behind his back and answered plainly, "Complete Qi Condensation."
Jia Kai's brows furrowed. She didn't simply take his word for it. Reaching out, she grasped his wrist, and with a flicker of her aura, probed into his dantian. The very next second, her breath caught. Her body stiffened as though lightning had struck her.
"Ninth… class… disciple?!" Her voice trembled with disbelief, and her usually steady composure broke as her mouth opened wide.
Su Kai turned her head sharply, her eyes widening further.
Mo Han smiled faintly, meeting their shocked stares. "That's the benefit of a Heavenly Rank body constitution," he said with quiet confidence.
Chi Kai gasped softly, her heart beating fast as she looked at him in a new light. The faint glow of admiration in her eyes did not escape her mother's notice.
Su Kai, regaining herself, quickly bowed slightly toward Mo Han, gratitude and awe in her expression. "Mo Han… for what you have done for my daughter, words are not enough. Please, accept my thanks." She quickly produced a large pouch from her sleeve and extended it to him. The clink of spirit stones inside was unmistakable, heavy with wealth.
But Mo Han only shook his head slowly, his expression firm. "Elder Su, if I were to accept this pouch, it would turn a sacred exchange into a transaction. I did this because I gave my word to your elder daughter, Jia Kai. Please allow it to remain that way."
Su Kai froze. She hadn't expected such words. In her eyes, most men would have snatched the stones without hesitation, yet Mo Han stood as if the very thought of payment insulted him.
He added calmly, "If ever in the future I am in need, I will certainly not hesitate to contact you. But today, allow me to hold this favor as a bond between us."
Su Kai's lips quivered. Slowly, she lowered the pouch, her respect for him deepening. "Mo Han… truly, you are unlike others of your generation."
Jia Kai, who stood silently nearby, could not help but glance at him with a flicker of something softer than admiration. Her usual aloofness wavered, her chest rising and falling with restrained emotion.
But Su Kai was not finished. "Mo Han," she said with a serious tone, "with your constitution and talent, you should not waste your potential. I suggest you join our Dual Cultivation Sect. With your ability, and with partners, you would become unstoppable. Your cultivation would soar past bottlenecks others cannot even dream of."
Her words were heavy, persuasive, and sincere. The path she offered was one that countless men would kneel for.
But Mo Han only chuckled lightly and shook his head. "No. I prefer loyalty over indulgence. Cultivation with random partners may bring rapid gains, but the foundation will always be hollow. My preference is clear—I will choose my path carefully, and my partners even more carefully. My cultivation must be strong, stable, and rock solid to face the future. Without such a foundation, all achievements are nothing but clouds."
The firmness in his voice made Su Kai fall silent. Even Jia Kai looked at him differently now, as if seeing not just a man, but a mountain that refused to bow to storms.
Chi Kai, who had remained silent all this while, finally raised her eyes to glance at Mo Han. That single look carried both admiration and something unspoken—a fragile bond already beginning to form in her heart.
The sun tilted toward evening, casting long golden rays through the bamboo and blossoms. The air was calm again, as if the heavens themselves were content with the decisions made.
At last, Mo Han turned toward Jia Kai. "It is time," he said softly.
Jia Kai nodded. Together, they walked toward the massive mountain eagle tethered near the border path. Its golden feathers shimmered under the sunset, and its sharp eyes gleamed like molten bronze. With a practiced step, Jia Kai climbed onto its back, and Mo Han followed without hesitation.
The eagle spread its wings, the force of the gust scattering fallen pink blossoms into the sky.
As they lifted into the air, Mo Han looked back once. Su Kai and Chi Kai stood together at the border of the bamboo grove. Su Kai's face was calm but thoughtful, while Chi Kai's veil fluttered in the breeze, her gaze locked on him with quiet intensity.
Neither spoke, but Mo Han could feel it—the invisible thread that now bound him to them.
The eagle cried sharply, slicing through the evening air, and in a heartbeat, they were gone, flying toward the horizon, leaving behind only swirling petals and the faint scent of jasmine.