Dual Cultivation: Gathering SSS-Rank Wives in the Cultivation World Chapter 173 - A prey walked directly into the den

But he was thinking completely not like in despair, given he was already strong enough for this lower realm.

As the major story, which would comnce in the upper realm, was the concern he should be thinking about.

But now, with a new hope, he felt sowhat of his motivation returning. While looking towards the system window, suddenly his eyes noticed sothing peculiar.

"System," he murmured quietly, not wanting to wake his sleeping wife, "what do you an by ’Sons of Heaven Mothers’? Plural?"

His other hand traced down Ying Jia’s flat stomach, appreciating how helpful to him she was, but his vitality had at least restored her figure to absolute perfection.

Feeling how his finger traced on her belly button, slowly sliding between the wetness of her pussy, he rubbed and moved his finger in circles over her clit, seeing how he was too rough on her.

But at least she was no longer the withered husk he’d found.

Just so more effort on her once he broke through to the next level might just bring so benefit.

[System Response: Clarification requested regarding multiple Sons of Heaven]

[Analysis: Current Son of Heaven (Zhao Chen) represents only the first of many]

[Heaven’s Will Protocol: Upon elimination of designated Son of Heaven, Celestial Court automatically assigns replacent candidates]

[Probability: Host’s actions have marked him as "Heavenly Threat Level 9"]

[Consequence: Elimination of Zhao Chen will trigger deploynt of 3-5 additional Sons of Heaven simultaneously]

Tianlong’s hand stilled on Ying Jia’s skin as the implications hit him like a cold wave.

"You’re telling ," he said slowly, his voice gaining a dangerous edge, "that if I kill that pathetic grandson, Heaven will just send more of them?"

[Correct. Each subsequent Son of Heaven will possess enhanced plot armor and superior initial cultivation levels]

[Additionally: They will be provided with detailed intelligence about Host’s abilities and weaknesses]

[Recomndation: Current situation requires strategic recalculation]

"Now this was unexpected..." Seeing how it was a pain in the ass to have a system without any consciousness to warn him in advance just made him realize that the thod he had thought of, and the reason he had let Zhao Zhen go to et that fox woman, needed a small change.

"Uhnm." The soft mumble of the sleeping woman caused him to turn.

"So I’m stuck," he muttered, his crimson eyes narrowing. "If I kill Chen, I get sward by even stronger opponents. If I don’t kill him, I can’t complete the fate severing to fully heal my wife here."

He glanced down at Ying Jia’s peaceful face beneath the veil, rembering the pain and degradation she’d endured for decades.

Due to the help of the system, he could keep the amount of her vitality and fate value from being devoured by fucking her temporarily.

However, she still needed him to eliminate the source of her suffering.

His fingers traced back up to cup her other breast, as if calming himself to determine to protect this treasure.

"System..." Suddenly, while holding her big boob in his hand that was twice his size and massive enough to feel saggy, he realized sothing.

"System, run a full analysis," he commanded, his hand lowering and rubbing Ying Jia’s thigh as his mind raced. "What would happen if Zhao Chen genuinely accepted as his father? Not through force or coercion, but actual willing acknowledgnt?"

[Analyzing... Please wait...]

[Analysis Complete]

[Result: Host would gain partial "Son of Heaven" status through recognized bloodline connection]

[Effect 1: Heaven’s Will would classify Host as "Legitimate Authority" rather than "Threat"]

[Effect 2: Host could redirect Zhao Chen’s fate energy without triggering replacent protocols]

[Effect 3: Combined father-son cultivation advantages would unlock a mysterious family background in the upper realm for Host]

[Bonus Effect: Host’s existing harem would gain protection under "Imperial Bloodline Privilege"]

Tianlong’s grin widened as he realized, like in the original story where Zhao Chen ascended to the upper realm and got adopted by a princely family in the Immortal Vessel City—becoming a lost prince through cliché plot armor—if he made Zhao Chen accept him as father, that status would flow to him instead.

It was an offer worth considering.

"System, now embark the reward to my dear wife."

He shifted, grabbing her limp leg and lifting it high, spreading her thighs to expose her ruined pussy—swollen lips puffy and red from abuse, still gaping slightly with cum oozing out in thick, sticky strings, the inner walls flushed and twitching like raw at left open to air.

[DUAL CULTIVATION PROTOCOL: ACTIVATED]

[Detected synergy between Divine Wife Ying Jia and Host Tianlong]

[Result: Energy Flow Stabilized – Conversion Efficiency 480%]

In the background, he plunged two fingers deep into her slick hole, feeling her tight walls clamp down even in sleep, the heat gripping him like a vice that hadn’t fully molded to his cock’s brutal shape yet. "Still so fucking tight, not stretched to fit perfectly," he growled low, thrusting in and out, her body quivering unconsciously as juices squelched around his knuckles.

He pulled his fingers free with a wet pop, trailing the mixture of her slick and his cum up her abdon, pooling in her belly button, then saring it across her chest before wiping them clean in the soft valley between her massive boobs, the sticky fluid leaving glistening trails on her pale skin.

[REWARD ACQUIRED: Cultivation Breakthrough Initiated]

[Partner: Ying Jia]

[Result: Peak Soul Formation Achieved Instantly]

Finally, his hand arrived at her veil, lifting it just enough to reveal her full, pink rose lips, using his thumb to rub them slowly, feeling the soft plumpness part under his touch.

[Additional Rewards Unlocked]

[ 120,000 Vitality Points]

[ 80% Yin Essence Purification Efficiency]

[ Unique Enhancent: Yin-to-Yang Overflow]

[Effect: When dual cultivating with divine partners, residual Yin energy automatically converts into raw cultivation energy for Host. Loss: 0%]

Even before he could contemplate the last reward—which ant he could steal any woman’s cultivation power without a single drop wasted—he sensed soone’s presence approaching, naturally barred from entering the pleasure palace until he allowed it.

’!’

But sensing who it belonged to, a smirk ford as he lifted his hand toward the door, loosening the seals with a casual flick, before turning back to the woman, climbing onto the bed, looking at her and saying, "You have to help , dear wife," positioning his half-hard cock directly on her lips.

Tianlong pushed his cock forward, the thick head parting Ying Jia’s soft pink lips.

Her unconscious mouth naturally gave way, the plump flesh stretching around his glans as drool and leftover seed sared faintly across her chin.

The sight of her face veiled, lips forced open by his shaft—it was a scene of utter possession.

Then—

GASP!

A sharp gasp cut the silence.

His eyes flicked imdiately to the door. There, frozen in the doorway, stood a black-haired woman with striking violet eyes. Her delicate hands trembled at her chest as her lips parted helplessly.

"I... I... Emperor—Emperor I don’t..." Yu Xiang’s voice cracked, the words breaking as though her mind had shut down. Panic and disbelief locked her body in place.

Tianlong held himself still, his cock’s head pulsing at the edge of Ying Jia’s lips.

His red-gold eyes turned slowly toward Yu Xiang, the expression on his face disturbingly blank. He looked down at the ruined bride beneath him—lifelessly beautiful, dripping his seed, even her face veiled in humiliation—then exhaled a long sigh, turning his gaze back on the trembling intruder.

And unexpectedly, his voice was genuinely calm and much more soothing as he turned towards her and asked softly,

"Sigh, why are you here at such a ti, Yu Xiang?"