Chapter 6: Training the Little Maid

Ling Tian sat cross-legged, his hands resting on his knees, and began to circulate the cultivation method from his previous life, the “Yin-Yang Art.” After practicing this technique, true qi would flow within his body, whether for killing or healing—it had been his greatest reliance in his past life. However, the Yin-Yang Art was not something just anyone could practice; only men with the Pure Yang Physique or women with the Pure Yin Physique were capable of cultivating it.

Fortunately, his current body happened to possess the Pure Yang Physique. It would be even better if he could find a woman with the Pure Yin Physique to cultivate alongside him. According to legend, when mastered to the utmost, the Yin-Yang Art could harmonize with heaven and earth and grant the practitioner control over the forces of yin and yang.

In addition, Ling Tian possessed a unique skill corresponding to the Yin-Yang Art—the “Yin-Yang Needles.” These could be ordinary silver needles or needles formed directly from true qi. The latter were more formidable but consumed substantial energy. The Yin-Yang Needles could both take lives and save them.

Ling Tian did not know how much time had passed in cultivation, but eventually, he felt the subtle flow of true qi within himself, and excitement surged in his heart—he had finally succeeded. Although he didn’t want to repeat the exhausting life of his previous existence and only wished to enjoy the pleasures of wealth and leisure, he knew that living too ostentatiously would inevitably attract trouble. Strength was still necessary.

When Ling Tian opened his eyes, he found Xiao Fang and Xiao Fei obediently standing by the bed, watching him with curiosity. Even as young maids, they wore loose pajamas, their long hair cascading down, stirring a certain affection in the heart.

“You’re awake, young master? Were you practicing your martial arts?” Xiao Fang was the first to speak when she saw his eyes open. She was a bit more voluptuous than Xiao Fei, and her voice was sweeter, though Xiao Fei’s features were more delicate. Who knew how many men would fall for these two once they grew up? Ling Tian thought he might as well save the world some trouble by keeping them both for himself.

“Yes, Xiao Fang, is there any silver needle in the house?” Ling Tian figured he should have a set of silver needles—convenient for both healing beauties and, should the need arise, teaching any troublesome men a lesson.

“Needles? Young master, are you planning to practice the ‘Sunflower Manual’? Wouldn’t that make you neither man nor woman?” At the mention of martial arts and needles, Xiao Fang immediately thought of the legendary figure from “The Smiling, Proud Wanderer.”

“That’s right, young master, if you castrate yourself, Xiao Fang and I will never know happiness in this life. We’re still virgins. I saw on TV that ‘to practice this art, one must first castrate himself.’” Xiao Fei grew anxious and quickly tried to dissuade him.

“You silly girls! I asked for needles, not thread. What Sunflower Manual? Your young master is as vigorous as ever! When you’re a bit older, I’ll devour you both.” Ling Tian looked at the two girls, not yet fully grown, and decided to wait a couple more years; his first time should be with a mature, beautiful woman.

Relieved, the two girls smiled, knowing they belonged to Ling Tian and unwilling to lose their happiness. Xiao Fang hurried to fetch the silver needles. With a family doctor skilled in both Chinese and Western medicine, such things were readily available.

Ling Tian put the silver needles away and glanced at the clock. It was already three in the morning—if he didn’t sleep soon, he’d have to get up. He prepared to go to bed.

“Young master, please rest. We’ll be in the outer room. If you need anything, just call us,” said Xiao Fei, seeing Ling Tian begin to undress. Previously, he liked quiet when he slept, so they couldn’t remain in his room.

“The bed is big enough. You don’t need to sleep outside; just sleep here with me,” Ling Tian replied, a mischievous smile on his lips. He didn’t plan to take their innocence yet, but holding them as he slept was better than being alone. In his previous life, he had never held a woman as he slept, nor did the memories of this body, except for when he was a child and slept beside his mother.

“Young master, do you mean it?” Xiao Fang’s face lit up with excitement.

“You’re wonderful, young master!” Xiao Fei was so thrilled she nearly threw herself into his arms, but restrained herself, fearing she might displease him.

From the day they first arrived, the mistress had told them they were to be the young master’s women. Back then, they were only eight, and later, when their first period came at thirteen or fourteen, they were officially women. They had dreamed every day of being cherished by their handsome young master, but he seemed interested only in play, never in women, much to their frustration. As they grew into young maidens, their dreams always centered on Ling Tian, especially now, as their budding figures developed, they longed for his embrace.

Had the young master finally awakened? Thank heavens! Perhaps that bump on his head had knocked some sense into him. At last, they no longer feared missing out on womanhood.

“Haha, so you’ve wanted to climb into my bed all along? I thought you were like Ling Ling, who didn’t like me getting close,” Ling Tian said, feeling a surge of satisfaction at their adoring gazes. This was the feeling of being a man—having women’s admiration and devotion.

“We only like you, young master!”

“We belong to you, young master!”

The two girls proclaimed their intentions, their faces blooming with joy as they helped Ling Tian undress. When they tried to help him into his pajamas, however, he stopped them.

“I’m sleeping naked. How about you? Will you keep me company?” Ling Tian asked, eyeing the two girls as he swallowed. Their fair skin flushed pink, their arms tender and smooth—he wondered if the rest of their bodies were just as lovely. Sleeping with them in his arms would surely be delightful.

He recalled a game called “Training the Maid,” but this was the real thing. The thought made his heart race. These obedient little maids would surely require little effort.

“Young master…” Xiao Fang’s cheeks turned crimson at the thought of being naked in the young master’s presence. Though she’d imagined it before, now that the moment had come, she was terribly nervous.

“Young master, do you really want that?” Xiao Fei was nervous too. Facing the body of an eighteen-year-old man, she felt both longing and unease.

“Of course I do. Will you undress yourselves, help each other, or should I do it for you?” Truth be told, Ling Tian was a bit nervous himself. He had never undressed a girl, nor held one as he slept, but before these two little beauties, he had to maintain his composure.

“We’ll do it ourselves,” Xiao Fang said, her nervousness making the idea of Ling Tian undressing her even more daunting. She began to unfasten her pajamas.

“Me too, I’ll do it myself,” Xiao Fei echoed, her hands trembling slightly as she undid the buttons.