After nearly half an hour, I finally laid out everything about coming to the Nine Cold Labyrinth, my throat dry like desert wind.
So, dear Brother, since you couldn’t best Luo Lin, the guardian, you followed FrostyLily Dream’s hint like a traveler seeking a lighthouse?
After she combed through my story like silk threads, Lingsaki asked.
Right! Lingxiao, Lingsaki, I’m counting on you like leaning on twin pillars.
Dear Brother, no, she said, her finger light on my lips like a snowflake.
From the moment we met, Lingxiao had been hugging me like ivy on stone.
Whatever you say, we’ll agree in a heartbeat, like sparks on dry kindling, so please don’t say “please.”
She sat beside me, her hand warm in mine like sun on winter bark, and she nodded.
Calling it a “favor” feels rude to us, like a fence between kin; say it straight, and we’ll give all like a river in flood.
Heh, you two are rock-solid, I said, and my palm drifted over their heads like a breeze through wheat.
Eh-heh, please keep petting us longer, they breathed, eyes half-lidded like cats in sun.
They melted into it, eyes closing like dusk over a pond, and that unchanged love for headpats made me smile.
Meeting Lingxiao and Lingsaki again felt like spring returning after long frost; no wonder FrostyLily Dream kept hinting, and I should thank her later.
FrostyLily Dream can flare and fade like a child’s weather, and that charm aside, her core feels kind.
Right, Lingxiao, do you have—no, clothes easy to move in, like wind through pines; this skirt fights me in battle.
Clothes easy to move? I think so; I’ll look, she said, eyes bright like lanterns.
She opened her spatial pouch and rummaged, fingers swimming like fish; space is convenient, but I can’t treat it like a pantry.
Minutes later, she drew out clothes like treasures from a tide and handed them over: dear Brother, will these do?
I took them and blinked, mind blank like a white page; tight short shorts and a short-sleeved shirt, all clearly feminine.
Sorry, that’s all I could find, she said, guilt pooling like shadow under her eyes.
Seeing that, I pinched her cheek, soft as petals, then caught myself—maybe Xinuo’s habit has seeped into me.
No, I should apologize; it’ll make me blush like dawn, but it moves well.
Eh-heh, really? Then hurry and change, she said, eyes shining like dew.
Without noticing, both sisters’ eyes turned starry like a night sky, and they stared straight at me.
Being watched made me shy, like a fawn under moonlight, but we’re siblings, so I breathed deep and slipped off the skirt.
After a moment, I changed; our builds are similar like twin saplings, so it only felt a little tight.
Wow, dear Brother is so pretty, they gasped, like seeing a peony bloom.
Yeah, especially those legs, sleek like river reeds; if a man were here, he’d probably pounce.
That won’t do; if anyone dares push Brother down, I’ll erase him like mist under noon sun.
Right, only we can push Brother down, she laughed, bold as thunder after rain.
Then let’s do it, she said, like birds diving for water.
Agreed, the other echoed, sharp as a clack of jade.
Eh?! my mind fluttered like startled sparrows.
Before I could react, they lunged like twin waves, and I toppled backward, luckily onto tender green grass.
With me down, they nestled their heads on my shoulders like doves, cheeks pressed close together.
I was wrapped in a clean fragrance like spring rain, and something soft pressed my chest; in short, it wasn’t bad.
It’d been long, so wanting to be spoiled felt natural, like vines seeking sun, and I hugged Lingxiao and Lingsaki back.
Soft murmurs bubbled like brook water, and then I realized they’d fallen asleep, sweet breaths tickling my ear.
I’ll nap too, I thought, like a leaf drifting down; Luo Lin gave me three days, and two and a half remain.
As my body loosened like thawed earth, sleep surged like tide; I closed my eyes and drifted off, holding my two cute sisters.
I don’t know how long passed; my cheek prickled like a feather, someone toying with it, and the thin sleep slipped away.
What are you doing? I asked, voice calm like still water.
Waking, I saw Lingxiao and Lingsaki poking my cheeks with fingers like curious sparrows, murmuring, so soft, such a nice feel.
Seeing dear Brother’s cute sleeping face, we couldn’t resist, eh-heh, like bees to blossom.
Brother looks too cute, almost like a beautiful maiden, fresh as moonlit jade.
Uh, praise hit like a thorn; did I really look that feminine?
Anyway, we’ve found Lingxiao and Lingsaki, filled our bellies like hearths warm, and slept; it’s time to seek Luo Lin.
We’d love more cuddles, like cats in sun, but if Brother wants to clear this layer fast, we can’t; there’ll be time later.
Right, we’ll do our utmost, like oars biting into rapids, to help Brother clear this layer.
Then Lingxiao and Lingsaki drew the Book of Day and Book of Night, opened the same page, and chanted like twin moons.
Area Transfer Magic, activate! Lock coordinates—Center of the Divine Refinement Realm!
As the words fell, my vision went black like a shutter, my head spun like a gyroscope, and vertigo roared.
It didn’t last; when I steadied like a mast, we were back at the spot where I’d fought Luo Lin.
This time, we’ll succeed, I vowed, heart rising like a crimson sun; looking at Lingxiao and Lingsaki, confidence and battle heat surged.
