Dual Cultivation: Gathering SSS-Rank Wives in the Cultivation World Chapter 181 - A Dirty, Perverted Man

The red palace wall clung to Tianlong like symbiot as he materialized in the palace corridors, his wedding robes draping down as he tied the robe, still bulge down there despite having just fucked two of his wives balls deep into oblivion.

The familiar golden interface flickered to life before his eyes, its blue glow cutting through the dim hallway.

’System, what exactly happened?’ he asked about a notification he received a mont ago.

[System Response: Pleasure Palace Sub-Domain #47,832 - "Golden Lotus Restaurant" - suffered structural collapse]

[Location: Whispering Valley, 2.3 miles northeast of main palace complex]

[Cause: Uncontrolled spiritual energy surge from fox-kin individual]

[Damage Assessnt: 73% of do structure destroyed, no casualties detected]

[Guest Status: 47 individuals evacuated safely, currently in panic state]

[Perpetrator: Kitsune Yuki - Nine-Tailed Fox Guardian]

Tianlong’s steps faltered mid-stride, his crimson-gold eyes widening before narrowing into sothing predatory and satisfied. A slow, wicked smile spread across his lips as understanding dawned.

’System,’ he thought, barely containing his excitent, ’it seems the shivering ability is working—as fucking Jia seems to have not just loosened the parasitic bond but given so good fortune. Would it be a coincidence that the dear lady I want to search for has just caused a ruckus and given a reason to et her?’

The implications, just like that fox woman’s body, were delicious.

Here he’d been planning how to pursue the fox woman without seeming too obvious, and she’d literally destroyed his property, giving him the perfect excuse to spank her ass.

Naturally, he had decided to ignore her and use her to deal with Zhao Chen, but after listening to how she had just pissed Yue—his precious hot wife—he needed to at least greet the fox in a better way.

Without breaking stride, Tianlong approached the nearest wall. To any observer, it would have seed solid, impenetrable.

But given Pleasure Palace’s living network, it was like a dinsional web that responded to his will like an extension of his own body.

He simply walked forward, his form dissolving through the wall like mist passing through silk.

The sensation was indescribable—reality bent around him as he traveled through the palace’s hidden pathways.

The beehive network of connected sub-domains created a loop tunnel system that allowed instantaneous travel between any linked locations.

Stone and space blurred past him in streams of golden light and shadow, distance becoming aningless as he rode the dinsional currents toward his destination.

Monts later, he erged from what had once been the intact wall of the Golden Lotus Restaurant, stepping through crumbling masonry like a specter materializing from dreams.

The scene that greeted him was just chaos.

Panicked guests—mostly common folk who had been enjoying the wedding feast—scattered in all directions like startled birds.

Overturned tables and scattered food littered the ground, while massive holes gaped in what had been elegant do walls just minutes before.

But at the center of the destruction stood a figure that made Tianlong’s cock twitch with imdiate interest.

Kitsune Yuki looked even more magnificent in her flustered state than she had during their earlier confrontation. Her nine tails lashed behind her in agitation, each one thick and luxurious, covered in fur that seed to shimr between red and gold in the afternoon light.

Her ears—pointed and adorable—twitched nervously atop her head as she gestured with increasingly desperate movents, trying to calm the terrified mortals.

"Please, everyone, calm down!" she called out, her usually composed voice carrying notes of genuine distress. "It was an accident! No one was hard!"

But her words only seed to increase the panic.

These were simple people—farrs, rchants, craftsn who had never seen such casual destruction of solid stone and spiritual formations.

To them, she wasn’t just a powerful cultivator having an accident. She was a monster who could kill them all without effort.

Tianlong took his ti studying her form as he approached, his enhanced senses drinking in details that would have been lost to mortal eyes.

Especially now he wasn’t under the eyes of his dear wives.

’...Shit...’ That was all that ca to his mind as he looked at her.

She was built to break n. Young, tight, stacked in the worst possible way for his self-control. Her tits were huge but high, the kind that didn’t sag, springing with every breath like they were made to bounce on a cock. Nipples sharp and cruel, stabbing through silk, practically begging for his mouth.

Her waist pulled in tight, no softness, just a band of flesh made to be gripped while driving into her. Hips only flared enough to give her that sly sway, fox-like, every step baiting eyes lower.

Her ass was fucking lethal—round, tight, the kind that would clap back with every thrust and still keep its perk when slapped raw. Her nine tails made it worse.

They spread behind her like a glowing fra, every lash pulling attention to the obscene curve under her robes.

It was like her own body betrayed her pride, advertising her fuckat without rcy.

The ears didn’t help—cute, twitchy little things that would’ve made her look harmless if not for the way they sat on a body like this. She wasn’t divine, wasn’t elegant.

She was a young fox slut—tight, perky, obscene. A walking contradiction of innocence on the face and pure cock-hunger in the build.

’Fuck ,’ he thought, his cock hardening despite having just emptied himself into Yue and Ying Jia minutes before. ’She’s even hotter when she’s flustered.’

Her fox ears swiveled toward him as he approached, her golden eyes widening with sothing between relief and wariness as she recognized his presence.

"Emperor," she began, but he cut her off with a raised hand and that infuriating smirk she was already learning to hate.

"Well, well," Tianlong said, his voice carrying clearly across the destroyed restaurant, "disturbing my guests at their wedding feast? How... inconsiderate of you."

The effect was imdiate and dramatic.

Every person within hearing distance—all forty-seven evacuated guests—imdiately dropped to their knees, pressing their foreheads to the ground in the deepest form of prostration.

"Your Imperial Majesty!" they chorused, their voices trembling with genuine reverence and gratitude. "Forgive us for causing you concern!"

Tianlong waved them up with casual authority, his eyes never leaving Kitsune Yuki’s increasingly uncomfortable face. "Rise, my people. You’ve done nothing wrong."

He gestured toward an elderly farr whose clothes were still dusty from the collapse. "You there—tell your emperor exactly what happened here."

The old man trembled as he approached, clearly overwheld by being directly addressed by his ruler. "Y-Your Majesty, we were... we were enjoying the most wonderful al of our lives, blessed by your generosity, when..."

His gnarled hands gestured toward the fox woman, voice growing stronger with righteous indignation. "This woman, she was eating with us, seed normal enough. But then suddenly—boom! Her tails just exploded outward in all directions, smashing through the walls like they were paper!"

"The whole place shook like an earthquake!" added a rchant’s wife, her earlier fear transforming into anger now that her emperor was present. "We thought we were going to die!"

More voices joined in, each adding their account of the terrifying mont when Kitsune Yuki had lost control.

Throughout the recounting, Tianlong watched the fox woman’s expression carefully.

Her ears flattened against her head, and a distinct flush colored her cheeks—embarrassnt rather than anger.

When the testimonies finished, he turned to her with raised eyebrows, his smirk widening. "Well? Do you have an explanation for destroying my property and terrorizing my guests?"

Kitsune Yuki’s jaw clenched, her tails lashing with agitation as she fought to maintain her composure under the weight of dozens of hostile stares.

"I was just... delighted," she said finally, her voice stiff with wounded pride. "The food was... extraordinary. I’ve never tasted anything like it in nearly three thousand years of existence."

’She will feel like déjà vu when she says the sa thing about my cock...’ Tianlong gently but safely nodded his head, clearly, as if already seeing the upcoming result, as if already destined image, ’what a small world.’