Chapter Ninety-One: Jealousy Overflowing

At noon on the thirtieth, with a listless expression, Su Tong said goodbye to his classmates, dragging a suitcase behind him. As soon as he left the school gates, he got into a business van.

"Su Tong, are you all right?" In the car, Yang Feifei looked at Sister Yaya, then at Su Tong.

"Xiaotong, if you're sleepy, just sleep. I'll wake you when we get to the airport," Sister Yaya said, ignoring Yang Feifei's strange look.

Last night, Yang Feifei had kept watch the entire evening. In the dead of night, she even sneaked over to open Su Tong's door, only to find that the fellow was not in his room sleeping.

Had he spent the whole night practicing his inner arts in Sister Yaya's room?

Sister Yaya was formidable indeed. Was Su Tong not completely drained by her?

"What kind of things are you thinking about in that little head of yours?" Sister Yaya seemed to know what Yang Feifei was thinking and tapped her lightly on the forehead.

Yang Feifei stuck out her tongue and snorted, "Sister Yaya, if you show him that kind of film, can he take it?"

"Once he's been led through the door, what do you think?" Sister Yaya replied, her gaze on Su Tong even gentler than before.

"What film?" Lin Yin was also in the car and could not help asking.

Yang Feifei chuckled and whispered softly into Lin Yin's ear.

Lin Yin's pretty face turned slightly red. She had seen those kinds of films too and thought there was nothing good about them. The first time she watched one, she had even found it disgusting. Yet Yang Feifei watched them with great relish.

Later, though, Lin Yin came to think they were not bad at all, actually rather good.

The moment Su Tong got into the car, he fell asleep and had no idea what the three women were talking about.

He had not slept a wink last night, and all morning he had been in class. Sleepy beyond endurance, he no longer dared to enter the system space and obediently sat through the lessons.

Now that he finally relaxed, he leaned back in his seat and drifted off at once.

The Yang family was vast and powerful, with branches spread all over the country. Like Yang Feifei, who chose to settle in the seaside district of Seagaze City near the coast.

The air quality in Seagaze City was excellent. The Gao family, Gao Litong's family, had some ties with the Yang family, and when Yang Feifei learned that she would be in seclusion for a year, she decided to place her own rest and vacation in the splendid Golden Jade Gardens community of the Gao family.

This time, Su Tong and the others were returning to Seagaze City together by plane.

For medium and short-distance travel, high-speed rail was now even more convenient than flying.

But because Yandu and Seagaze City were separated by the Bohai Sea and the route had to make a great detour, taking a plane was still faster.

When they ate at the airport, Su Tong could do no more than sit there and sleep; he could barely manage a few mouthfuls of food.

"Su Tong, you didn't do anything to Sister Yaya last night, did you?" Yang Feifei asked him in a low voice.

Su Tong glared at her. "Sister Yaya can suppress me with one hand. What do you think I could have done?"

Sister Yaya had sharp ears. Now that only the four of them remained, with the people who had送 them already driving back into the city, she rebuked Yang Feifei, "Feifei, don't go running your mouth. If the family hears of it, you'll be harming Xiaotong. Do you understand?"

Yang Feifei sat up straight, then in the next moment clung to Sister Yaya's arm and acted spoiled. "Sister Yaya, I was wrong. Teach me too, won't you? I really want to learn. I can't keep letting you protect me all the time."

"It can only be passed from woman to man, or from man to woman," Sister Yaya said, looking at Su Tong. "In the future, he can teach you."

Su Tong's expression changed. Only from woman to man, or man to woman?

Then... had Sister Yaya also been taught by some man?

At the thought of last night, Su Tong could no longer control himself. His mind was in turmoil, and all sleepiness vanished.

When he heard Sister Yaya's earlier words, Yang Feifei had been quite disappointed, but the words that followed filled her with joy.

"All right then, Su Tong, I give you three months to pass it on to me," Yang Feifei said with a grin.

Su Tong was already in a restless state. Hearing Yang Feifei say that, then thinking of last night again, and then imagining that Sister Yaya must also have been passed the art by a man only after being stirred and set aflame with desire, an nameless rage surged up in him. He could not help slamming the table.

With a loud crash, the teacup and other things before him toppled with a clatter, spilling tea and food all over the table.

"I can't do it!"

Su Tong nearly roared the words out, then strode out of the restaurant.

Yang Feifei and Lin Yin were startled badly. Then Yang Feifei's eyes turned red, and tears came pouring down at once, full of grievance.

"Sister Yaya, he shouted at me." After Su Tong disappeared from the restaurant entrance, Yang Feifei扑过去抱着 Sister Yaya and burst into tears.

Su Tong had always been like a child who never lost his temper, smiling and laughing no matter how Yang Feifei bullied him. For him to suddenly become like this made Yang Feifei feel awful and aggrieved. If he did not want to teach her, then so be it; why get so furious?

"Su Tong, what... what is wrong with him?" Lin Yin's face had gone pale, frightened badly.

If Su Tong did not lose his temper, that was one thing, but once he did, it was earthshaking. Just now he had looked as though he wanted to kill someone, like a fiend.

There were few people in the restaurant, but the commotion had still startled them. A waiter hurried over.

"It's all right. It's just a couple quarreling. We'll compensate you for any damage at the listed price," Sister Yaya told the waiter.

Su Tong sat in the waiting hall, head bowed and hands over it, his chest unbearably clogged and stifled.

Not long after, he felt someone sit down beside him. The scent on that person's body was very familiar to him.

However, this person's arrival only made him feel even worse.

"I began awakening my divine body when I was eight," Sister Yaya said softly.

Su Tong froze. Eight?

Sister Yaya seemed omnipotent, able to guess what he was thinking.

"Even if it had been at six, it still would not have been right. I feel awful, awful to the point of dying," Su Tong said, agitated. Sister Yaya was his goddess; a goddess could not be blasphemed.

"It was my mother who helped me awaken it, paying a tremendous price. So great that her spirit nearly collapsed, and from that point on she could no longer continue inner cultivation," Sister Yaya went on. "Inner cultivation requires a powerful soul and iron will. In order to help me awaken my divine body, she spent all her cultivation."

Su Tong's whole body jolted.

"The method from woman to man has a relatively high success rate. From man to woman, the success rate is extremely low. Unless it is a man and woman deeply in love, then the rate is somewhat higher..." Sister Yaya said in a low voice. "I displayed very high talent from a young age. My family would never have waited until I grew up to use such an exacting method to help me awaken my divine body."

In an instant, Su Tong felt as if he had returned from hell to heaven.

"Ha... ha ha..." Su Tong wanted to laugh, but did not dare. Sister Yaya's mood was not very high, and the thought of how her mother had given everything for her made him feel terribly uneasy as well.

"Sister Yaya, I... I'm sorry, I..." Su Tong stammered, thoroughly embarrassed.

As expected of his goddess, Sister Yaya knew everything.

Sister Yaya smiled faintly. "Just apologize to Feifei, and that's enough. From now on, you're not allowed to lose your temper."

"Definitely, definitely. I promise." Su Tong nearly knelt before Sister Yaya. A moment ago he had been blazing with fury; now he was so ashamed he wished he could die.

At this moment, Yang Feifei and Lin Yin also came over.

Yang Feifei was wearing a mask, but her eyes were still red. She looked at Su Tong with a trace of timidity.

Lin Yin did not dare make a sound either, standing several steps away and not daring to come closer.

"Feifei-jie," Su Tong hurried forward and took Yang Feifei's bag. "Feifei-jie, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Just now I was out of my mind and offended you. You're my sister, so you won't hold it against this younger brother, will you?"

Seeing that in just such a short time Sister Yaya had disciplined Su Tong into being so obedient, Yang Feifei huffed and sat down in a chair, ignoring him.

"Yinyin-jie, I'm sorry. You should come sit too," Su Tong said to Lin Yin as well.

Yang Feifei gave a cold snort. "Yinyin, ignore him."