Chapter 17: The Cool, Seductive Dog-Girl Xiao Qian'er

"Yo, you hear? This year's freshmen have some real stunners. Especially those twins from Frost Heaven Sect—total top-tier goods!"

Inside the Lingxiao Empire's oldest and most prestigious immortal cultivation academy, a group of men huddled excitedly, gossiping.

"For real? Your taste reliable, bro?"

Some naturally doubted their buddy's hype.

"Just go look—they're short but cute and seductive as hell. Tits and asses grown way too lewd for their age. One black-haired in black stockings, the other blonde in white—both with twin tails. The way they catwalk, tits bouncing... So fucking slutty!"

The questioned guy rambled on, as if the premium underclassmen were right in front of him.

"Damn, I got hard just glancing. What kinda luck to dual-fly those twin lolis? From how they walk, probably still virgins."

"Frost Heaven Sect? I'd advise against dreaming."

Another listener chimed in knowingly.

"The sect master's grandson, Shuang Wuzhe, is Wuque City's infamous playboy. He's fucked pretty much every beauty in the sect. Those big-titted lolis probably suck his cock every night—deflowered ages ago."

This guy seemed well-informed on major sect scandals.

"Hiss... Makes sense. Looking so young and innocent, yet with such massive, perky tits and asses—definitely trained loli sex slaves. Nightly bathed in master's cum, probably drip and coo at the sight of cock."

The old-timers leered and chuckled; younger, greener cultivators blushed.

"Can't say that. Look at Moon Hua's Luo Ba—same lawless rich brat, ruined countless girls. Yet Senior Xiyan is still so gentle and pure—the perfect dream lover!"

Topic shifted to Moon Hua's Xiyan—proving not all good flowers get arched by pigs.

"Xiyan's the Moon Fairy's daughter—how's that the same?"

Mentioning Xiyan and Moon Fairy Xichan made every man swallow hard. This mother-daughter pair were the academy's ultimate unattainable fantasies—dreams too lofty to even dream.

Every man here had witnessed the Moon Fairy's peerless beauty at last night's ceremony. Even recalling it: her lewdly voluptuous figure—sinfully curvaceous yet elegantly holy. Kneeling in worship, that blood-rushing, nosebleed-inducing fat ass raised high!

And Xiyan—perfectly inheriting her mother's beauty—was one of the academy's two uncontested campus beauties (now three with the twins). Snowy rabbit ears, golden hair, sweet smile radiating gentle care. Tits rivaling her mother's, plus short-skirt-revealed snowy thighs and perky ass—prime wank material for countless male cultivators.

"You lot—what are you sneaking around whispering?"

As chatter flowed, a stunning, graceful figure approached.

"Xiao Qian'er!"

All recognized her instantly—the academy's only rival to Xiyan for campus queen. Also discipline committee president, Tianxuan Sect princess—the untouchable high-peak flower!

"Senior Sister Xiao..."

Younger cultivators stood to bow; veterans grinned sheepishly. Eyes averted—but all stole glances at her full, round chest and the absolute territory between short skirt and over-knee black stockings.

"Today's freshman orientation—you lot aren't helping, just gossiping? Too idle?"

Her long, straight black hair scented like seaweed; purple peach-blossom eyes upturned at corners—arrogant yet innately seductive.

Black dog ears, around 5'7"—a supreme beauty. Arms crossed beneath her chest, pushing up I-cup massive tits. Ultra-short skirt barely contained her ripe, plump ass—turning the innocent uniform into erotic cosplay. Thin fabric strained near bursting; faint purple lace bra and panty flashes from skirt too short for her fat ass.

"So fucking lewd..."

This vixen enforced discipline—when she was the real crime-inspirer! Always cold-faced like owed money—paired with this cock-maddening body, begging males to punish the arrogant bitch-dog!

Of course, they only fantasized. In strength-ruled Lingxiao Academy, power commanded respect. Xiao Qian'er became president at seventeen with heaven-grade third-realm initial talent!

Pity—if immortal-grade, she'd be limitless... But Tianxuan Saintess lineage lost—only dog ears remained, no immortal blood. Even her mother, current Saintess—no immortal cultivator in Tianxuan Sect.

"Heh, Senior Sister Xiao, don't be mad—we're heading to help now."

Veterans knew not to provoke the proud bitch-dog—she'd disciplined even Luo Ba.

Bolder ones sneaked final peeks at her proud black-stockinged legs—plump snowy thighs, even front view hinting at peach-shaped ass behind. Prime innate breeding mount!

"Hmph."

Watching the useless men scatter, Xiao Qian'er sighed.

"That daoist friend—you, wait..."

As she turned to leave bored, one figure caught her eye.

"Huh?"

The called black-haired youth jolted—looking guilty.

"Pretty sharp and handsome... Why haven't I seen him? And his cultivation..."

The black-stockinged president hugged her massive tits, eyeing the youth's quite handsome face curiously.

"Shit—everyone peeped, why single me out? Being too hot a crime..."

Newly arrived, curiosity-filled young sect master of Lingjue wandered everywhere. Overhearing beauty talk, the beauty-obsessed him eavesdropped—luck striking first day seeing the famed genius beauty Xiao Qian'er.

*Ahem* "You're a new cultivator?"

Noticing his occasional breast glances, Xiao Qian'er's expression cooled.

"Another playboy brat."

This bitch seemed oblivious to her own lewd massive-tits-long-legs-fat-ass body—still acting superior, casually radiating seduction. Hormonal teens couldn't not get hard.

"Sort of... I'm Ling Shuo, seventeen—new transfer, skipping straight to second year."

Ling Shuo scratched his head—the beauty senior seemed harmless.

Entering Lingxiao Academy shocked him. Cultivators galore—yet beauties wore past-life JK uniforms: stockings, cute shoes.

Definitely that transmigrator ancestor Haowu's doing—Mother said he founded it, rules unchanged.

This cultivation world's "modernization" in spots exceeded expectations—familiar yet jarring...

That pervert ancestor surely used rules to scout young beauties for his harem—three thousand not a joke. Enviable...

"Second-year transfer?"

Xiao Qian'er frowned—no precedent. Only under-sixteen exceptions—like this year's hot-topic twins, barely fifteen.

"Xiao Qian'er—your classmate, also academy discipline president."

The straight-black-haired senior tucked hair, unintentionally revealing perfect profile—dazing Ling Shuo.

A beauty rivaling Madam Xichan—still maturing yet already soul-stealing, exuding fresh, juicy peach allure.

"Senior Sister Qian'er..."

Used to beauty swarms in Lingjue, Ling Shuo instinctively sweetened his tone—earning the dog-eared beauty's cold face.

"Just Senior Sister Xiao. What kind of propriety is that?"

The high-peak flower rejected his flattery—but Ling Shuo eyed her arms pushing up southern-hemisphere tits... With such lewd massive breasts, enforcing discipline? Zero credibility...

"Senior Sister... Don't be mad—I speak casually..."

Seeing his obedient look, the beauty's impression softened. His slightly downcast handsome face—sharp yet refined... Unknown origins, but not a lawless thug like Luo Ba.

"Come—first day, someone should show you around. Avoid learning bad habits from those sleazy veterans."

The tall dog-eared senior turned—twisting her panty-flashing snowy fat ass under ultra-short skirt, black-stockinged legs catwalking gracefully—setting Ling Shuo's cock ablaze!

"Thanks, Senior Sister—I was lost!"

Swallowing hard, Ling Shuo discreetly adjusted his bulge—closely following the beauty's provocative back.

...

"This is the cultivator dorms—single rooms. Also open training grounds and seclusion caves—free with points. If unsatisfied, off-campus housing allowed—many prefer privacy for techniques..."

Xiao Qian'er strolled riverside with Ling Shuo—seductive scent from her short skirt making focus impossible.

"Ling Shuo—planning dorm or off-campus?"

Suddenly stopping, her cool seductive face expressionless.

"Uh... Off-campus, probably. I'll look this afternoon."

Ling Shuo considered—he needed privacy outside. Dragon Yang cultivation required women; private space essential.

"Good."

After those words, Xiao Qian'er's face shifted—cherry lips hesitating.

"Can you tell me... Your cultivation progress?"

The abrupt question caught Ling Shuo off-guard. Glancing over—the beauty deliberately avoided his eyes, embarrassed by her rudeness.

Senior Sister Xiao struggles with social grace and expressing feelings—wanting politeness but defaulting to half-command tone, then shy over it...

...So cute!

Unexpectedly moe-struck, Ling Shuo nearly floated—but answered first.

"Senior Sister, I'm immortal-grade second-realm peak."

Ling Shuo casually fibbed—he'd nearly reached third mid after taking Madam Xichan's decade-guarded yin essence last night.

But such progress was too monstrous—he avoided attention. Yet unwilling to look weak before the pretty senior, he claimed impressive but not overly heaven-defying.

"...Impressive... Even among Lingxiao's geniuses, you're elite."

After brief silence, Xiao Qian'er praised flatly—then resumed walking, seemingly indifferent.

But Ling Shuo sensed something off—especially at "immortal-grade."

"Senior Sister?"

The youth hurried after.

"Immortal-grade art..."

Unseen, sorrow and unwillingness flashed on her cool face.

"If I had it too... Everything would..."

Purple eyes sank into deep self-blame and melancholy—no one could pull her out.

"Senior Sister Qian'er..."

Ling Shuo cluelessly accompanied the dog-eared beauty—silent afterward, no meaningful talk...

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