Morning light slipped through the paper screens, soft and lazy. Su Chen sat up slow, stretching his arms while his body still buzzed from last night's secret training.
That Seven Star Void technique had worked better than he expected. Too good, really. The peach tree was proof.
The door slid open with a quiet hush. Meiling stepped inside carrying a tray of warm tea and sliced fruit. She was his step-sister, after all, and she never let him forget it. Not with the way she looked at him. Those red eyes locked on him right away, mix of love and control. Dark hair tumbled down her back, still a little messy from sleep, shiny and long enough to brush her waist.
Her silk robe clung to her curves after the morning dew outside. It rode up on her thighs just enough to show off that nice, round ass. Full and firm, the kind that swayed with every step and made the robe stretch tight.
Higher up, her big tits pressed against the thin fabric, heavy and bouncing softly as she set the tray down. And when she bent over to fix the fruit bowl… damn. The outline of her pussy showed clear through the damp silk.
Soft lips pressing right against the material, puffy and inviting, like the robe was barely holding back. Her feet were bare on the floor, toes painted soft pink, arches high and smooth. Perfect little details that hit him harder than they should.
Su Chen's cock got mad hard in an instant. It throbbed under the blanket, stiff and aching so fast he had to shift his hips.
'Shit, not now,' he thought. 'She's my step-sister. She's supposed to be taking care of me, not… this.' But his body didn't care. Blood rushed south and stayed there, making the blanket tent a little.
Meiling straightened up and gave him that smile. The one that said she owned every second of his day.
"Good morning, little brother. You slept through the frost last night. The whole garden is buzzing about it." She leaned in close to fluff his pillow, her jasmine scent wrapping around him. Her big tits brushed his arm for a second, soft and warm.
"I brought someone to check the peach tree. Just to be safe. I won't let anything hurt you."
Her voice had that sweet edge, the kind that sounded caring but left no room for argument. Su Chen cleared his throat, trying to sound normal.
"A specialist? Really? It's just one tree, Meiling."
She tilted her head, red eyes narrowing with that playful but possessive look.
"One tree today. Tomorrow it could be you catching a chill. I won't risk it, brother. You're mine to protect." She patted his cheek, fingers lingering like she wanted to memorize the feel of his skin.
"Eat up. I'll have him wait in the garden so you can join us when you're ready."
Su Chen nodded, keeping his voice steady.
"Yeah. Okay. Give me a minute."
She left with that sway in her hips, her ass moving under the robe in a way that made his cock twitch again. He let out a long breath once the door closed. His heart pounded like he'd run a mile.
'Focus, man. She's hiding stuff about the clan. The scroll proved it. Don't let the way she looks mess with your head.' He glanced down at the obvious bulge and groaned softly.
Being hard for his step-sister felt wrong and right at the same time.
A few minutes later he stepped outside, robe tied loose, leaning on his cane like the weak heir everyone thought he was. The garden smelled like wet earth and fallen leaves. The peach tree stood gray and brittle now, branches curled up like it had surrendered.
Meiling waited right beside it, arms crossed under her chest so her tits pushed up even more. Next to her was a tall, thin man in plain gray robes.
The specialist. Clean face, sharp eyes, a small silver pin on his collar marking him as some mid-level elder.
"Master Chen," the man said with a smooth bow.
"I am Elder Jian. Lady Meiling asked me to examine this frost damage."
Su Chen gave a tired smile and leaned heavier on the cane.
"Thanks. The tree never did anything to me."
Meiling shot him a quick glance, half amused and half warning. She liked his little jokes, but only when they didn't draw too much attention. Her red eyes softened when they landed back on him, that yandere devotion shining through.
Elder Jian knelt by the trunk and pressed his palm flat against the bark. Thin blue strands of diagnostic Qi flowed out from his fingers, probing deep.
They sank into the wood, tasting the damage, then spread outward like they were checking more than just the tree. Su Chen felt the light brush against the ground near his feet. Then higher. Testing him too.
'Spy,' Su Chen thought, the realization hitting clean and cold.
'Main Branch sent him. He's here to see if I'm really as broken as they say.' His silver Qi stirred in his dantian, cold and waiting.
Meiling hovered close, her body pressed a little against Su Chen's side like she couldn't stand even an inch of distance.
"Be careful with it, Elder. My brother's health is tied to everything here." Her robe had slipped at the shoulder, showing smooth skin. Su Chen's cock gave another stubborn throb, but he pushed the heat down.
He half-closed his eyes, pretending to be bored. Inside, he reached for the first posture of the Seven Star. Not the full pull. Just a whisper. A tiny vacuum. He let a thread of silver Qi slip out through his feet into the dirt, invisible to everyone. It met the elder's blue strands and tugged. Soft. Like a breeze stealing one leaf.
The elder's Qi flickered. The man frowned.
"Strange… the frost runs deeper than expected. Almost like something drank the life right out of it."
Su Chen tugged again, smaller this time. The blue strands wavered and fed back the wrong story. Normal winter snap. Nothing special. No sign of his silver power.
Elder Jian sat back on his heels and wiped his hands.
"Looks like a natural cold snap from the mountains, my lady. Nothing the Main Branch needs to worry about." But his eyes flicked to Su Chen for a beat too long. Checking. Probing.
Meiling let out a breath, her shoulders relaxing. Relief washed over her face, making her look almost soft for a second.
"Good. Then my brother stays safe right here with me." She reached over and squeezed Su Chen's shoulder, fingers warm and tight. Her big tits brushed his arm again. His cock jumped so hard he had to bite the inside of his cheek to stay quiet.
The elder stood up, brushing dirt off his knees.
"I'll report it that way. Rest well, Master Chen. The clan always watches over its own." He bowed, but the smile never touched his eyes.
As soon as the man walked out through the garden gate, Meiling turned to Su Chen. Her red eyes sparkled with that possessive happiness.
"See? Nothing to worry about, brother. I told you I'd handle it." She laughed softly, the sound light and real, like she'd won some private victory.
"Now let's get you back inside before you catch a chill. I can't have anything happening to you."
Su Chen nodded, playing the part. But inside he felt that buzz again.
'He was testing me. They're getting impatient out there.' He let Meiling guide him back, her hand on his lower back, her ass swaying right beside him. His cock stayed half-hard the whole way, aching in that distracting way.
Later that night, after she finally left him alone—still promising to check on him every hour like the step-sister she was Su Chen sat cross-legged on his bed. The room was quiet except for the soft wind outside. He closed his eyes and breathed deep.
Time to practice the Seven Star again. Proper this time.
He pictured the first star in his mind, cold and silver. The Qi in his dantian answered, swirling slow and hungry. He let a tiny thread reach out toward the candle on the table. Not to kill. Just to sip.
The flame flickered once. A single drop of wax melted and slid down like it was being gently pulled.
Su Chen smiled in the dark. 'There we go!'
He kept going, slow and careful, feeling every tiny shift in the energy.