The deep purple robe of a female mage billowed like a curtain, its grand folds lifting to reveal a pair of snow-white, slender legs.

Han Lianfei tried to act nonchalant, pursing her lips and mumbling indistinctly.

“If I just think of Lin Luo as a girl, it should be fine, right? Thinking of her as a girl should be fine.”

Hey! Hey! Future mage lady, you just blurted out your inner thoughts!

Why was it this tall, curvy beauty lifting her own skirt, yet Lin Luo felt embarrassed too?

“Feier, this is all the will of the gods. You needn’t feel ashamed… Before the divine, we hold nothing back… Luckily, my god is a goddess…”

You Xun stood to the side, her gaze shimmering slightly with concentration. She clasped her hands in prayer, her chest—though not as ample as the mage’s—still quite decent.

As the skirt rose past that forbidden line, Han Lianfei hesitated for a moment.

“This other world is dangerous. I don’t want to be that sheltered girl anymore. I want to try mastering magic, this incredible power!”

Han Lianfei bit her lip, closed her eyes, and with the weight of a thousand burdens, yanked the skirt up to just below her chest, gripping it tightly.

For a split second, Lin Luo wanted to back out. But this wasn’t weird—it was serious business. He couldn’t always guard these girls. What if they wandered into the forest and got dragged off by Goblins? Better to teach a woman to fish than give her one.

Lin Luo stepped forward and knelt on one knee.

A delicate, herbal scent rose from under the skirt. Before Lin Luo’s eyes lay Han Lianfei’s snow-white waist, curving into a smooth, flat stomach. Unlike petite maidens, she exuded a mature charm. Her thighs, pressed together, were shapely and long—thicker than Lin Luo’s, yet undeniably alluring.

She gave off a mature older-sister vibe, though Feier was only seven or eight months older than Lin Luo.

Beneath the lifted skirt, the only covering on her snow-white body was a pair of purple lace panties, hinting at the feminine form beneath.

Calm down, calm down. This is serious. Lin Luo reminded himself to stay focused. As the God Emperor, even with this basic secret art, he wouldn’t falter from nerves.

Though Han Lianfei was usually open-minded, she’d never had a boy see her underwear before…

“Lin Luo…” Han Lianfei slightly opened her eyes, her face flushed. “It should be fine with Lin Luo, right? Lin Luo looks so much like a girl anyway… she wouldn’t be interested in a girl’s body, would she?”

“Hey…”

Lin Luo desperately wanted to grab that round, white flesh and shout, “Of course I’m interested!”

Lin Luo truly didn’t want to take advantage, but he hated being misunderstood by such a girl even more.

Lin Luo gripped Han Lianfei’s thigh to keep her still. His other hand channeled the ancient guidance art from the Maiden’s Poem, two fingers pressing onto her lower abdomen.

The technique only required one finger, but Lin Luo’s fingers were slender, so he used two. It annoyed him a bit.

“Mmm…” A strange sensation surged from Han Lianfei’s abdomen, making her whole body tremble. Something long dormant was awakening.

“I heard there might be side effects. What are they? Who knows.”

“Now’s not the time for hesitation. Focus on the technique.”

Lin Luo’s hand explored, feeling for the core of Han Lianfei’s cultivation potential.

His fingers traced the pattern of the ancient SacredMark totem on Feier’s body. If she had aptitude, this would trigger a reaction.

If there was no response, it meant she lacked talent. Even the God Emperor couldn’t help a woman with zero aptitude—eating the fruit would be useless.

Sure enough, Han Lianfei had talent. Her reaction was quite pronounced.

“But this reaction is too much, Miss Mage! Watch your voice, stop wriggling—my technique’s losing accuracy!”

Lin Luo hesitated for a moment, then recalled Feier’s earlier words.

“Hmph! Who asked you to treat me like a girl? I—I’m plenty manly!”

Lin Luo wrapped an arm around Han Lianfei’s warm hips, pinning her in place, and continued the technique.

With Lin Luo’s strength, even slight pressure kept her immobilized.

“Lin Luo… mmm…”

Beside them, You Xun’s breathing grew noticeably rapid.

“D-don’t get the wrong idea! I’m just performing the guidance art!”

“Ah—!” Han Lianfei’s body suddenly convulsed violently, and her skirt slipped down.

Lin Luo was completely engulfed under the mage’s skirt.

“Hey, I can’t see! Feier? Don’t leave me fumbling in the dark—what if I touch the wrong spot? Wah… wah…”

The primordial forest echoed with vibrant life.

…

After all the fuss, the guidance art finally succeeded!

Han Lianfei proved her aptitude—exceptional, in fact. Under Lin Luo’s guidance, she awakened!

Han Lianfei, Elementalist, Spark Level One.