Teacher Puru's Appreciation

Looking at the people dressed in mostly black but with an edgy and fabulous fashion, Elena narrowed her eyes in slight joy before suddenly turning her head towards Heian Ciemnosc. "Them? It's from one of the oldest legends, umm... The ones in white are the most popular. I've even heard there's tons of porno with it, it's never-ending, and it is for the gang-banging ones, you know? Well, at least mostly. Ah, right. The other is also part of the legend but doesn't really have a name. I think it's mostly forgotten. It is told this tale was there even before the loss of time."

"Hmm, that old?" Heian Ciemnosc asked, awed by the little things in every part of the world. He looked at the dark and white clothed cosplayers before departing his gaze. Elena nodded to his little question and elaborated, “Yup, even the Academy’s founder was a worshiper of this legend. There’s something about rendition in that story, a long and perhaps neverending one. Since our Academy’s founder was a criminal sought by all in the past, all he wanted to redeem himself with was to create for all races, organizations, and non-cultivators to grow.”

“Mn. Records don’t say why he was a criminal. Did your master ever tell you?” Heian Ciemnosc asked while watching some female edgy black clothed darlings taking pictures. There were many cultivators in each cosplay reunion. Elena nodded, “Mpah, actually… Our founder plowed the lands and women of others. Destroyed Kingdoms’ ecosystems, separated Galaxies from their Universes, and even divided their Kingdoms with sheer energy.”

“What a motherfucker,” Heian Ciemnosc commented. Elena nodded again, this time several times and slightly with her eyes closed in agreement. “Indeed. But it is also because of our founder that nobody ever forgets the Academy can be brutal, too. The 10 year war was just a reminder to the world. But now that we’ve become so weak and all our vessels are nowhere to be seen or gone, we are… indeed a bit weak-looking.”

“Mmm,” Heian Ciemnosc murmured as he became pensive. Many things went through that terrifying mind of his. He then asked while looking at the female beauties and even the cute boy traps here and there. “Is the black clothed one supposed to be male or female?”

“It was never known. The legend is also never talking about it, so it has been somewhat of a hidden understanding that whatever represents the black clothed pals and gals is male, female,...and androgynous. All that added up together. Isn’t it something?” Elena explained, looking at the beauties and trap beauties with equal admiration. Their costumes were good, ah.

“I see. So, about th-” Heian Ciemnosc narrowed his eyes. He saw the twinkle in her eyes and felt he needed to say something. However, before he could complete a sentence, Elena spoke loudly and undeniably… his hunch was correct! “Mmm! Why don’t we cosplay too? I’ll buy some outfits today, and we go tomorrow, how ‘bout it? We got a City date today. So, can we? Can we?!”

“Sigh…” Heian Ciemnosc lowered his head. He was helpless. Even though Elena seemed eager and all, she looked like she would tell her master that Heian Ciemnosc made her touch him if he didn’t relent. Thus, Heian Ciemnosc nodded under Elena’s predatory and evil eyes. He was like a lamb already thrown into the wolf, tiger, lion, dragon, and bear’s cave all in one.

“Hehee. Now, let’s get your books somewhere. I know some places to ask. Follow me.” Elena said after winning over the infallible monster. She grabbed his right hand with her left one and brought him away with quick steps, barely leaving the ground as they walked through the sidewalk. Heian Ciemnosc let her drag him, hoping he could bury his shame from tomorrow someplace in a trash can so he wouldn’t suffer much.

… After walking for 20 minutes, taking a portal, and becoming the candy for many females, Heian Ciemnosc was protected by his brave hero, Elena, as they went to a different district. This was a different one compared to before. There were bookstores, but each was about the history of the Universe they were in, the Galaxy, the other Kingdoms… and even some stories of the rest of the world. Especially the nearby Universes. But also had some about the history of all the other Universal Land.

“... Excuse me, do you know if there’s any news on an Alchemy book, scroll, or records for Soul contrivance?” Elena walked to a food stall vendor in the middle of the sidewalk, cleaning a few sticks and bowls while holding onto Heian Ciemnosc’s left hand. The vendor looked at them, the young ‘man’s’ handsomeness and Elena’s not-so-beautiful appearance, and was startled before answering after a nod.

“Actually, you come in time. There’s an auction going on right now. There was an announcement for a significant book for Soul medicaments or something at the Very Beautiful, Very Amorous auction house.” The young man responded with a clear tone and looked at the two. Elena’s eyebrows jumped in delight, and she thanked him while bringing Heian Ciemnosc past the food stall vendor. “Thanks!”

“Mmm, Elena,” Heian Ciemnosc said with some casual concern. Elena turned her head around momentarily but immediately turned back to the front. “What is it?”

“If I have to ask for some silver coins from a very reputed and notable Teacher, how should I proceed?” Heian Ciemnosc asked. Elena slowed her steps and lifted her left eyebrow. After thinking for a while, she responded to him with a soft tone. “Next time, we will all cooperate to buy the necessary materials so it won’t be too much for everyone. Ahem, first, you can’t listen to Arla’s advice if you have ever asked her, or you’ll end up having 30 teachers as fuck buddies.”

“...” Heian Ciemnosc lifted his eyebrows in response to hearing the second half of her words. But she didn’t stop there. Elena continued in the same way. “Secondly, if you have a good relationship with them, push your worth and see if you are genuinely well connected. Thirdly, if the second is a failure, you can try to make him or her see reason via another person close to them. That way, guilt and the desire to do something proper will arise, but whether it is followed depends on the person.”

“And, of course, the third could be done even if the second is successful. Hehe.” Elena finished her master class with a giggle as her devious, twinkling brown eyes revealed her evil past. Heian Ciemnosc nodded and gripped her tighter with his hand as a reward. Enveloped by silence, Heian Ciemnosc and Elena walked for a few minutes before he found themselves in front of a pretty wide and long building. It looked like a supermarket at priori but had fabulous writing on a letter saying ‘Very Beautiful, Very Amorous’ at the front in the middle.

Heian Ciemnosc and Elena entered the auction house, paid their fee, no more than 5 Inferior Powerful Stones, and were guided through the hallways of the auction house by a waiter and a waitress. The female was beautiful and too slim, an Elf with young looks flirting with both Elena and Heian Ciemnosc via glances. The male was Human, boyish-looking, and started bleeding from his nose just before he calculated the lighting and prepared a great facial expression to face Elena. Thus, only the female dared look back again.

After walking for tens of seconds overlooking the trying Elf, Heian Ciemnosc and Elena entered a hall where darkness seemed to be the leading theme. It was just morning outside, but inside this hall, besides the 5,000 seats. The seats were all in the obscure part of the hall. Meanwhile, the stage was the only part illuminated. Heian Ciemnosc picked a spot for them to sit and, seeing the auction hadn’t started, relaxed and waited for it to begin.

… Ta-cha, ta-dang.

… At last, ten minutes later, sounds of strong lights turned on were heard as the stage became even more illuminated. Footsteps followed, and their sound entered into everyone’s ears. The seats weren’t all taken, but at least 60% were. It didn’t seem like many cultivators within the City were interested in alchemy. Considering this was a place for historical records and history in general, it was understandable.

“... Hello! And welcome everybody to the Very Beautiful, Very Amorous auction house’s special auction day!” A pretty woman with a large stature, creamy-rosy skin, and intensely wavy black hair tied to a ponytail stepped out of the back and walked into everyone’s view. She spoke with such intent and tension at times, and though she wasn’t as beautiful as expected, her body was modest, and her voice wasn’t enthralling. She looked mature and pleasing to look at.

“Today, there are a few special items that will be auctioned here before your very eyes. Stay until the end if you wish to see the most precious item the Very Beautiful, Very Amorous auction house could get a hold of this year.” The woman auctioneer smiled and elaborated. Heian Ciemnosc felt his thigh prickled and saw Elena’s fingernails trying to get his attention.

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Looking at her with his sexy pale neck stretched, she said while looking at the auctioneer, “They don’t always have these ‘many’ good things every year. If anything, every ten years, they bring something as nice as what we were told… But when they do, it is for real. No meager auction houses step into the large Cities around the Academy, I assure you.”

“If they brought a Soul contrivance for alchemy, it will help you in whatever you need. If not, we can always seek revenge under the table, right?” Elena proposed, placing her palm on his thigh after coming to this conclusion, seemingly not noticing her actions. Heian Ciemnosc nodded before letting his gaze fall on her brown eyes. He stared at her intently but without any ardor. “Hm? What i- oooh~. Oopsies.”

Elena pressed her lips together so hard they were showing their inner walls out of her lips. She looked cute, dumb, and stupid. She was so adorable in Heian Ciemnosc’s eyes as she adverted her gaze. But her blush couldn’t be hidden from Heian Ciemnosc, the Miscreant. Elena had to, of course, remember her naughty time just the day before. Why else would this headstrong tomboy turn into a girl out of nowhere?

“First, a pill that most of you know, but of great quality and a thousand batches! Each batch is 20 pills. Just clearing some things for those troubled about our reputed auction house scamming you.” The auctioneer smirked playfully, sarcastically looking at a few in the crowd who became chicken-blood-infused when they heard the state and amount of pills. But they became more lusted as they attended to the auctioneer's words mention of the pill’s name. “It’s a Dragon Seeking Tiger Searching Pill. Are any of you short of new members? This is your time to find a favored title among many!”

“Now, please select your bids and the number of batches you’d wish to get! Let us do the math and worry only about your coins!” The auctioneer smiled contently and raised her left arm. Her hand opened, and she said, “The bid for each batch starts at 1,500 silver coins! Each increase must not be lower than a single Dragon Seeking Tiger Searching pill!”

Each Dragon Seeking Tiger Searching pill costs 100 silver coins or 10 Inferior Powerful Stones. While a whole batch would be 2,000 silver coins. Its price was slightly reduced despite being top quality. That was simply the best quality existent. Though there was one where the pill would be the best among any other top quality, to achieve such a concoction needed Second Step or higher ingredients, materials, and resources. For that matter, it was better to do something simply more efficient and less costly.

In a short 5 minutes, all 1,000 batches were auctioned. Elena crossed her left leg to the right and supported her face with her right hand. Her fingertips tapped under her right eye a little. She showed her firm thighs to Heian Ciemnosc and part of her bum, and he approved.

Although the 5 minutes were spent with a couple of competition and disorder, they were immediately resolved by the auctioneer’s quick wits and persuasion. But there were some who directly settled it by paying 3 or 4 times the initial price. It was a bit crazy, indeed. Heian Ciemnosc looked around curiously. Everything became intense, and it was just the beginning!

Over time, more items, alchemy products, and tools were shown in the auction for the few thousands of people to see and buy. Heian Ciemnosc saw the intense demand for pills to help start one’s cultivation path. It was seemingly rising nowadays in the Kingdom, and every City was looking forward to having these kinds of pills selling in their Sub-Divisions.

The weapons were of top quality, largely Mortal grade, and of all kinds. There were even 2-finger gauntlets with claws or extendable whips that could kill a young Heian Ciemnosc at the Phrenic realm by mistake, with just a blade from one of its simple attacks, not even using Power Energy, as long as someone from the Conflagrate realm used it. Elena was passively watching the auction through, seemingly used to seeing the world work this way.

“... Finally, I’m truly sorry for wasting so much of your time. I’m talking to you, patient ones~.” The auctioneer smiled at the lot of bidders who had remained silent all this long, Heian Ciemnosc and Elena among them. But they weren’t the only ones from the Academy, so they didn’t bring much attention to themselves. The auctioneer continued, her face turning mysterious and her eyes greedier. “Now! Let the Very Beautiful, Very Amorous auction house conclude… Here, you have… the Soul-exalting Old World parchment!!”

“!!” - “!” - “Finally! Ohohoh…” - “It is here.” - “At last…!” Heian Ciemnosc was surprised to hear so many murmurs and silent whispers under many breaths. Most of them were lustful to an unknown degree as if they could die if they didn’t get this thing for themselves. Not out of fear or seemingly threatened, just anxiety. Heian Ciemnosc motioned a quick glimpse at his 1,200,000 million silver coins on his Universal Conveyance from his right wrist and tilted his head swiftly up, left and right, to commemorate Teacher Puru’s care.

“Did your esteemed teacher help you? How much?” Elena got closer to him and whispered like a bad child who helped another child do something childishly evil. Heian Ciemnosc looked at her, praised her for not knowing how cute she looked, and rubbed her head to her discontent. Which could be seen with how intensely she scrunched her face up. Sigh, not even kissing and letting her violate his body was enough to conquer her~.

“Look for yourself,” Heian Ciemnosc, the Humble One, said as he looked to the side and appeared so dignified. Elena’s eyes went around, her sclera trying to take hostage the brown in the middle, and her eyebrows shot higher up than a spaceship. She looked at the sender’s name and coded information before lifting her eyes to look upwards at the toyboy before her. “You sold yourself not cheap, alright!”

“Hey! It’s not like that. Teacher Puru has helped me because of my talent, not my beauty. His fiancée is really nice to me, too.” Heian Ciemnosc defended himself, his mentor, and his mentoress. But Elena only grew more sad as she muttered in a low volume, “You fuck a Teacher’s future wife for money now?! Since when are you a bull? Or is it hotwife stuff? I thought you said your wife told you to only bang the worthy ones? Isn’t this betrayal?!”

“Elena,” Heian Ciemnosc’s face became poker-ish. Elena nodded and indicted him with her eyes to continue, looking even cuter. Heian Ciemnosc, however, spoke coldly as his voice became hoarse and dragged on, “Teacher Puru is devoted, and besides, Miss Sharina said we’d bang if he betrays her first. But Teacher Puru is not just any horny another Teacher Arla bangs. They are very good to me, but you’ve been too bad. I won’t tell your master, but I’ll make you call me that soon.”

“Hm~,” Elena was naturally being mischievous. As she heard Heian Ciemnosc’s words from beginning to end, she kept humming and pretending to hear him out. But when she processed his last words and her eyes opened more than before when she saw his current bank account, she slowly turned to look at him to her left. The auctioneer’s voice interrupted her thoughts and stunned state at the moment. But she managed to glimpse at his evil grin… and gulped in terror!

“This parchment holds vital information concerning the reparation, augmenting, and localizing of Souls! And among other things. It was obtained by our experts at handling and finding hidden treasures. It has been articulated throughout the world thousands of times throughout history and is now in our hands right now. Many say the information withheld in this parchment is now detrimental to our current civilization, but why is the Soul Race offering a trillion coins in whoever’s hands it is found?”

The auctioneer smiled like a fox, picked the parchment up with both hands and showed it to the crowd. At first, everyone thought she would fool them and showed everyone its contents. Everyone could see it, but nobody understood! Not even Heian Ciemnosc!

The parchment only seemed to have a single layer, and the words written on it could be seen by anyone. But when they looked at it for over a few seconds, they realized that the perfectly readable letters told them nothing and appeared blurred but were not. Lastly, there were a seemingly endless number of words within it that they could see but not at the same time!

“This isn’t our doing,” the auctioneer said, lightly smiling at the crowd after giving it a look that went from dazed to lucid with a slight frown. “It is known through the world that this parchment holds ancient secrets, more archaic than our knowledge of all previous Changes. Only those who drop their life essence onto it, risking to be or not accepted, can have a chance at prying into them.”

“As you all know, it can’t be forced, nor can others be forced to show its contents. But it can happen. Everyone here knows it, even as you search for its information in your Universal Conveyances. Now, please. Should we begin the bidding?” The auctioneer intelligently read the room, managed the crowd to her whims, and looked at every quiet cultivator with deep encouragement. She was a professional, not just a charmer with flirting techniques.

“The bid starts with 10,000 coins of any color! Each offer must not be lower than 1,000 coin-”

“100,000 silver coins!” A shout carrying uncaring coldness yet calmness sounded, overbearing like a bomb’s clap in the middle of the room as it traveled back and forth a few times before dissipating.

“...~.” Elena looked at Heian Ciemnosc, to her left, where the shout came from. He had his arms to the sides of his seat, and his shoulders were high. His bum is to the front, and his back leaned backwards in a lazy posture. Despite being at a high step within the crowd, he looked at the front, and his eyeballs rolled down to look at the stunned auctioneer. He was condescending.

As he was observed by everyone, some had their necks crack their bones as they twisted them to look backwards. Heian Ciemnosc folded his right leg and placed his right tarsal bone on his left thigh, just above the knee. Looking towards Elena’s bright eyes and slightly opened mouth in a smile with her thin lips, he commanded as he aimed at his crotch, “Here, rest.”

“Auw, gshgsh~!” Elena didn’t even blink as she acted coy, threw her upper body towards him, hugged his neck, and bussed the tip of his nose before resting her head on his lap. His right thigh cooled her skin off, followed by her whole body. And this time, she didn’t pretend as she slowly closed her eyes drunkenly, enjoying serving him by placing her body on his.

“...” Heian Ciemnosc’s darkest eyes looked down at her before beginning a comfortable massage to her right ear with his right-handed fingers. He looked up at the auctioneer, then lifted his chin until he regularly faced his front. His eyes finally looked back down and said nothing, simply waiting for the auctioneer to do the countdown.

“!!” When the auctioneer woke up, she realized this and immediately got herself together. With an apologetic face but a soothing smile, she again turned into the Very Beautiful, Very Amorous auction house’s host.

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