Villain Cultivator

Chapter 717 Mao Clan’s Prodigy, Mao Miaomiao

Chapter 717 – Mao Clan's Prodigy, Mao Miaomiao

Hours later, the guests of Mao Shan exited the building. They didn't leave through Miaomiao's courtyard this time. However, Miaomiao could sense the guests' prying Qi sense around him.

Miaomiao pretended that he didn't notice it. He continued cultivating, collecting Life Essence during the daytime.

A few minutes later, they retracted their Qi and left.

Miaomiao let out a sigh of relief. Living a life without privacy was not pleasant.

A few months later, Miaomiao heard a sound transmission from his father.

'Miao'er, come to the clan's meeting hall.'

Unfortunately, Miaomiao had no time to rest. His father summoned him to the main hall. He lifelessly staggered his feet to the clan's meeting hall.

As soon as Miaomiao arrived, six elders and the clan patriarch of the Mao Clan, who had been here since the beginning, turned to Miaomiao.

"Mao Miaomiao greets patriarch and elders," Miaomiao cupped his fist and bowed.

The elders of the Mao Clan smiled at Miaomiao. They seemed to be happy with his progress.

"As expected of first brother's son. He's the top prodigy of his generation for sure."

"Yes. He's 13, but he's already a 4th-stage cultivator."

"That's not all. He can already use many types of elemental Qi. Now many people can do that as a 4th-stage cultivator."

"Ha! That's elder brother's son for you!"

No one among the elders disliked Miaomiao since he had always been working hard. Moreover, they managed to score a good deal from another family by briefly showing them Miaomiao.

"Miaomiao."

The patriarch of the clan was also an elderly angel with white wings. His silver hair, wrinkled skin, full long beard, and deep eyes glittered under the light as his holy element Qi circulated around him.

His name was Mao Handan. He was a new soul that Miaomiao never interacted with during his previous life. Although he never got involved with Miaomiao, Mao Handan was still a prestige 9th-stage cultivator, who was one of the top dogs in the Wu Dynasty Empire.

"Yes, patriarch," Miaomiao raised his head.

"We have decided to reward you for your hard work. Since you're now 13, we shall give you something special instead of the usual birthday presents."

The patriarch clapped his hands. Then, a gorgeous young maiden walked into the hall and greeted the elders.

The woman's long black hair was tied with a jeweled ribbon, and her skimpy clothes revealed her smooth shoulders, belly, and thighs. Furthermore, her see-through skirt, pink bikinis, and thin fabric highlighted her bosom, hips, and perfect S-curve body shape that could easily fall a nation.

'Hmm?'

Miaomiao was the type who remembered every woman's aura signature. Although it was vague, he remembered that this girl was Xiong Zhenzhen, the love interest of Xie Tian in the previous life.

'I don't remember banging this girl. Why is she here?'

As Xiong Zhenzhen was always elusive when she lived in Miaomiao's mansion, he never had a chance to dual-cultivate with her. In the end, she scotched free and hid until the great reset.

While Miaomiao was gawking at Xiong Zhenzhen's see-through dress, Mao Handan got to the point.

"A few months ago, the Tang Clan's elders visited us and took a liking to you. We talked, and they agreed to marry their eldest young miss to you to tighten the relationship between our families."

Miaomiao frowned as Handan's words didn't make sense. If this woman was the Tang Clan's young miss, why did they dress her like a dancer or a prostitute?

Mao Dandan pointed at the girl, "However, before you can marry the Tang Clan's young miss, we need to train you a bit so that you won't embarrass us."

Miaomiao tilted his head in confusion.

"Training?"

"Yes," Mao Handan laughed. "You might be a cultivating fanatic, but you lack worldly experience, especially women! We scouted this girl from your father's sect to be your concubine and train your night skill first."

Miaomiao got the gist of it. He inwardly shook his head and complained in his heart.

'Damn manipulating clan lords! You're marrying your sons and daughters off for the sake of politics! Political marriage sucks.'

He coughed and politely bowed to Mao Handan.

"I'm sorry, patriarch. I don't need a fiancé or a concubine at the moment. I'll treasure my virgin yang for now."

The patriarch and the elders laughed, but Zhenzhen pouted in disappointment.

"Miao'er. You don't have to worry about us or your virgin yang. Our current cultivation method is superior to that, and you will eventually need Yin Essence to compensate for your overwhelming Yang Essence. Dual cultivation is one way to stabilize the Yin-Yang balance and grow stronger faster."

Miaomiao still declined, "If I take her in, I might complicate the clan. My action will definitely affect every senior here. I will ruin your reputation."

Again, the elders laughed as they were impressed by Miaomiao's maturity and intelligence.

"You won't implicate us at all! On the other hand, if you take this girl in as your official concubine, you will help us greatly since it will demonstrate that our clan doesn't have a prejudice against commoners. Don't be shy and bring her to your room to practice!"

"What about her opinion? Has she really agreed to this?"

"No problem! We've talked with her, and she wholeheartedly agreed!"

Miaomiao glanced at Xiong Zhenzhen. The latter also glanced at him and lowered her head in embarrassment.

Miaomiao sighed. He decided to be direct.

"Senior, I'll be honest. She might die from exhaustion if I bed her."

"HAHAHAHAHA!!"

None of the elders couldn't hold it anymore. Even their followers and aides covered their mouths and tried their best not to laugh.

Mao Shan cried laughing. He wiped his tear, "Well, that's the more reason you should take her in. Use her to your heart content."

"Don't worry about her or us. Actually, you should be worrying about yourself," Mao Handan paused and introduced the girl to Miaomiao.

"This is Xiong Zhenzhen. She is an inner disciple of the Celestial Sword Sect, and she's as strong as you. Her family sold her to the sect as a maid, but she is talented enough to rise from a servant to an inner disciple within five years. She's also a prodigy like you!"

Xiong Zhenzhen turned to Miaomiao. She gracefully saluted him and bent her knees.

"Concubine Xiong Zhenzhen greets young master Mao. I've heard a lot about you. Please take care of me."

"…"

At first, Miaomiao wanted to decline. However, noticing how excited his family was, Miaomiao conceded.

"Very well, I shall take her as my concubine. However, her health might deteriorate from exhaustion after the first night. Please inform the physicians to be on standby."

"Hahahahaha!"

Again, the elders burst into laughter.

Miaomiao sighed. He cupped his fist and acknowledged his new assignment. The family chatted for hours before they allowed Miaomiao to excuse himself and take Xiong Zhenzhen to his courtyard.

.

After the meeting had ended, the clan servants escorted Xiong Zhenzhen to Miaomiao's chamber. No ceremony was held yet as Miaomiao was too young.

At night, Xiong Zhenzhen sat on Miaomiao's bed, waiting to surrender her body to him. When Miaomiao entered the room, Zhenzhen gulped and trembled.

Looking at the nervous acquaintance, Miaomiao had a mixed feeling.

'Will I offend Xie Tian if I bang her?'

Miaomiao had a sense of Déjà vu. He was afraid that Xie Tian might still be Mu-Nyang's local protagonist, and he might offend him again.

Since the situation was ambiguous, Miaomiao opened his menu and chatted with Dion.

'Is Xie Tian still Mu-Nyang's local protagonist?'

DING

<Yes. He's still bound by Mu-Nyang's influence.>

'How about Devil, Lilith, Lilim, and Zhu Qiao?'

<Only the girls are freed from Mu-Nyang's influence, including her. The men are still bound.>

'Last question. Will I offend Xie Tian if I bang Xiong Zhenzhen?'

<Xie Tian's fated wife is now Yan Jiao, and he isn't interested in others. You're safe.>

Getting the confirmation from Dion, Miaomiao was relieved. He sat next to Zhenzhen.

"How old are you?"

Zhenzhen was still nervous, but she mustered her courage to talk to him, "19, you?"

"Can't you see that I'm a shota?"

"Shota?"

"Oh, excuse me. I'm 13, but my soul's age is billion years old."

Xiong Zhenzhen giggled, "Rumor said you were a stoic cultivation fanatic, but you're a weirdo, it seems."

"That's rude. I'm always stoic and sensible."

Miaomiao and Xiong Zhenzhen chatted for hours as the former wanted to know the general information about the outside world and the sect.

Xiong Zhenzhen told him everything about the Celestial Sword Sect of Mao Shan.

The sect always recruited children and young cultivators to become their disciples. They also employed strong cultivators to serve as guest elders and guardians to boost their security. However, they only recruited disciples once every decade.

Xiong Zhenzhen might be an inner disciple. However, her status was lower than her peers as she had a commoner background. Most disciples came from prestige families. As a result, every day in the sect was lonely and torturous as female disciples bullied her while the male disciples wanted to get into her skirt.

Fortunately, Mao Shan scouted her and brought her here to become Miaomiao's concubine. Xiong Zhenzhen hoped that joining the Mao Clan might end all the torturing, and she might have an easier life. Thus, she accepted the offer at the cost of ending her inner disciple status.

"Umm, please take care of me, young master Mao. I haven't done this before. So…"

"…"

Miaomiao caressed her face and gently push Xiong Zhenzhen to his bed.

She didn't notice when, but she was already naked when her back touched the bed. She also noticed that everything in the room turned pink, and the air tasted sweeter than usual.

Then, something that was bigger than what an average 13-year-old boy could have slid into her, tearing the hymen. Yet, no blood came out, and it wasn't hurt. Instead, it was wet, warm, and tingling.

They started moving as if they had done this before. Both of them enjoyed their little paradise.

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As Miaomiao's lust had been pending for 13 years, he went wild all night, which caused quite a stir around the mansion. All servants heard them, and they brought this news to the elders and Mao Handan.

The next morning, Xiong Zhenzhen walked out of Miaomiao's mansion and showed off her glossy skin. On the other hand, Miaomiao lay on the bed, looking lifeless.

He ran out of bullets.

'Damn Mu-Nyang. I never thought of this before, but I run out of stamina faster when I don't have his providence law's protection. I can't use my semen star, and I can't spend all my precious yang Qi to regenerate my semen. What a disgrace!'

For the first time in this life, Miaomiao was defeated in the bed battle. As Xiong Zhenzhen had the advantage of Qi and the stamina of a cultivator, she lasted all night with no problem.

Late afternoon, Mao Shan visited Miaomiao, who was still in bed.

"What happened to my little sex fiend? I thought you were good at bed. Hahahaha!"

Miaomiao swallowed his shame and glared at his father. He tossed a pillow at him.

The father continued laughing and left his son alone.

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Three years went by in a flash. Miaomiao was now 16 and was recognized as a full-fledged adult in this world.

Thanked to the dual-cultivation technique, Miaomiao converted excess Yin Essence from Xiong Zhenzhen into Death Essence and stored them in his black feather wing. Death Essence and yin-type element Qi, such as Dark Element, was filled to the brim.

Both of them got stronger over the years. They became 6th-stage cultivators, and they were recognized as the strongest youths in their generation.

After Miaomiao's birthday party, Mao Shan finally gave him a new task when they had a family meeting in the hall.

"Miao'er. You have been living in our manor for 16 years, and it's about time for you to go out and experience the world. Now that you're experienced in a woman's warmth, you should get yourself familiarized with a man's body, too!"

Hearing the statement, Miaomiao glared at his father, "Why does this sound so geh?! Why are you gae?!"

The clansmen laughed. Mao Shan chuckled and corrected his words, "Just messing with you. Well, I have great news for you. Next month, I'll bring you to the Celestial Sword Sect's grand assessment exam. You will participate in this event and join my sect."

Miaomiao rolled his eyes. He had a sense of déjà vu again.

"Can't you just directly make me a disciple without this hurdle? It's a waste of time."

"Using my connection? No, that will never work. The other disciples and elders won't recognize you that way. You need to climb the ladder like everyone else, or you will tarnish our clan's reputation. Well, it's not like you have anything to lose! You're a freaking 6th-stage cultivator but most of the newcomers are 3rd-stage or 4th-stage at best! What are you afraid of?!"

"Obviously, protagonists."

"What protagonist? No, no. You're the main character in your generation! Don't you know that you're already famous among the noble clans?"

"…"

Not only did Mao Shan try to coax Miaomiao, but Mao Handan also encouraged the latter.

"Miaomiao. We understand that you've been working hard, but you lack real combat experience and the general knowledge of the world. It's time for you to spread your wings. Don't hole up in your courtyard all the time."

Mao Cheng inserted, "Yes. We're tired of hearing you having sex all night. GTFO, and mess around in brother Shan's sect instead!"

Again, everybody laughed and made fun of Miaomiao.

Miaomiao didn't mind them. This was a family gathering, and the seniors always messed with their juniors. In this family, power struggles, politics, or competition for influence between elders didn't exist.

'I'm glad my clan doesn't have a cliché villain that goes around and causes trouble.'

RUMBLE

While Miaomiao was enjoying his peaceful quiet day in the family meeting, an earthquake interrupted their party. The clansmen stood up and looked around in confusion.

Then, they heard a sound transmission of a mysterious being. However, Miaomiao recognized this voice right away.

'Ahem! Greetings, mortals! This is a heads-up announcement from your cutest god, munya. Immortal children from another dimension will start coming to your world, starting tomorrow. Many prodigies, heaven's chosen genies, unique individuals, and villains will roam the land, munya!'

"Mu-Nyang?!" Miaomiao was shocked.

The update came too soon. He thought that the game would start in 3 to 4 years.

'I've also blessed everyone with a mind's eyes, munya. From now on, you will be able to differentiate between the local cultivators and the visitors from another world. You will start seeing screen panels, names, levels, and status menus floating around. Of course, it will take a while to practice, but you will get used to it soon enough, munya!'

DING

Semi-transparent screens appeared in front of everyone in the grand hall. Mao Shan, Mao Shen, Mao Handan, the elders, and the clansmen now obtained a game system