Day 7 – "Tail Temple Worship"
Final day.
He sat on a throne made of fox fur.
Forced them to kneel, kiss, worship, and chant his name while stroking his rod in unison.
"This is your new sect technique."
"The Man-Milking Twin Tail Sutra."
They memorized it.
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End of the week?
Su Xiaobai snapped his fingers.
"So now, you're not just my horses anymore," he muttered aloud, pacing around them.
"That's too basic."
"Today, you're furniture."
"Huh—!?" Hu Jiao'er blinked.
"You'll serve as my chairs. My footstools. If I'm tired? One of you becomes my pillow. Hungry? You hand-feed me fruits… naked."
He turned to Hu Mei'er, who squeaked.
"You, Mei'er—congrats. You're my new tea table. And if your tail twitches, I'm putting a scroll rack on it."
"I'll use you two like props until even Qi refinining disciples can't recognize your spiritual signatures anymore."
[Spiritual Petplay Formation Activated]
And Su Xiaobai meant it.
That day?
