Dual Cultivation: Gathering SSS-Rank Wives in the Cultivation World Chapter 204 - Xiang’s True Face

The casual declaration made Akane’s eyes widen with disbelief.

"Are you blind?" she demanded, her voice rising with barely controlled emotion. "Can’t you see that he’s been possessed by soone else? Why are you still calling him your husband?"

But instead of backing down or showing any sign of doubt, Yu Xiang actually chuckled.

The sound was soft, almost musical, but it carried undertones that made Akane’s skin crawl with unease.

Yu Xiang turned toward Tianlong with a tender expression, her hand moving to caress his face with possessive gentleness.

"Can you sleep for a mont?" she asked, her voice dripping with honeyed sweetness.

Tianlong blinked in confusion. "What?"

Before he could react further, he simply collapsed into Yu Xiang’s embrace, his consciousness fading as if soone had severed the spiritual threads keeping him awake.

Yu Xiang caught his unconscious form with practiced ease, settling him against her body as she looked up at Akane with an expression that made the fox matriarch’s blood run cold.

The innocent, protective wife was gone.

In her place sat a woman whose smile carried dangerous calculation, whose violet eyes glittered with the kind of ambition that devoured everything in its path.

"Why does it matter?" Yu Xiang asked, her fingers stroking Tianlong’s hair with possessive affection. "Don’t you know he loves ?"

The casual cruelty in her voice, the way she held his unconscious form like a prize she’d won, made Akane’s spiritual pressure explode outward in waves of barely controlled fury.

"Be more open before I kill you, human child."

Akane’s golden eyes fluttered for just an instant, and in that mont, reality shifted around them.

Yu Xiang felt her mind go silent as the world transford into sothing from her worst nightmares. The simple hut vanished, replaced by a twisted hellscape where hundreds of spiritual swords hovered in the blood-red sky above her.

The first blade pierced her shoulder with ice-cold precision, sending agony through her body like liquid fire.

Then another struck her arm, and another her leg, each one finding flesh with surgical accuracy.

"AHHHHHH!" Her screams echoed through the illusion as blade after blade found its mark, carving through her body with relentless efficiency.

But Tianlong remained unconscious in her arms, completely unaware of her tornt, offering no protection, no comfort, no acknowledgnt of her suffering.

The psychological torture was worse than the physical pain—the knowledge that even in her mont of greatest need, he was beyond her reach.

Just as suddenly as it had begun, the illusion shattered.

"Haah... Haah...." Yu Xiang found herself gasping back in the simple hut, her body whole but drenched in cold sweat, her mind reeling from phantom pains that felt more real than mory.

She could have been broken by the experience. Any normal person would have been reduced to a sobbing wreck, begging for rcy.

But Yu Xiang was not normal.

She looked up at Akane and chuckled, the sound carrying genuine amusent despite the terror she’d just experienced.

"Do you think if you kill , he will ever listen to you again?" she asked, her voice steady despite the way her hands trembled.

The question hit its mark perfectly.

Akane’s eyes widened as the implications crashed over her. If this woman truly held his affections, if he genuinely cared for her, then any harm to Yu Xiang would only drive him further away.

She would lose him completely.

But Yu Xiang wasn’t finished with her psychological warfare.

Akane’s expression shifted into sothing resembling a smile, though it carried no warmth.

"I see," she said softly, her voice carrying dangerous understanding. "So you don’t love him."

The observation made Yu Xiang’s confidence flicker for just an instant before she recovered with practiced ease.

"Of course not," she replied with casual cruelty that made Akane’s heart clench. "Why would I? Isn’t he just an idiot man whom I can use whenever I want?"

Akane’s mouth twitched as she observed Yu Xiang’s casual declaration, a dangerous glint flickering in her golden eyes.

"Mind your words," she said, her voice carrying the cold authority of centuries. "You speak as though all n are..."

But Yu Xiang chuckled, the sound light and mocking as she cut off the fox matriarch mid-sentence. Her violet eyes glittered with cruel amusent as she looked up at the ancient woman.

"So what?" Yu Xiang’s voice dripped with provocative sweetness. "All n are fool dogs, aren’t they?"

With deliberate slowness, her hand moved from where it had been stroking Tianlong’s hair, fingertips trailing down to caress his jawline with possessive gentleness.

The intimate gesture was clearly calculated to provoke, and it worked perfectly.

Yu Xiang’s gaze never left Akane’s face as she continued, her words like poisoned honey. "And given how you were strong enough to harm him..." Her fingers traced the line of his jaw with mock tenderness. "I must say it was really unexpected when you hurt him. For a mont, I thought I lost my treasure."

She inhaled deeply, letting her chest rise and fall in an exaggerated sigh that made her breasts press against her loosened robes.

The words hit Akane like physical blows. mories flashed through her mind—Yu Xiang’s terrified scream, the way the human woman had tried to rush toward the fallen corrupted fox form despite the overwhelming danger.

At the ti, Akane had assud it was simple human panic.

Now she realized the truth. This woman had been ’greedy’ for sothing. Possessive. Protective of what she saw as hers.

Akane’s golden eyes narrowed as she watched Yu Xiang’s hand continue its descent from Tianlong’s jawline, moving down to his chest with increasingly indecent familiarity.

The casual intimacy of the touch, the way Yu Xiang’s fingers spread possessively across his muscled torso, made sothing dangerous rise in the fox matriarch’s chest.

"Stop," Akane commanded, her voice sharp with barely controlled fury. "Tell what you want. I will give you anything—anything at all—if you leave him alone."

The words ca out more desperate than she’d intended, revealing the depth of her emotional investnt despite her attempts at composure.

Inwardly, Yu Xiang smiled with satisfaction. ’Finally got you,’ she thought, recognizing the opening she’d been maneuvering toward.

Naturally, she would have asked for sothing simple under normal circumstances. But after experiencing that torture in the illusion, after feeling those phantom blades carving through her flesh while Tianlong remained obliviously unconscious, the impossibility of forgiveness had crystallized in her heart.

She was going to get back at this fox woman. Make her pay for every mont of agony.

Yu Xiang lifted her violet eyes to et Akane’s desperate golden gaze, her expression shifting into sothing cold and calculating.

"You can never give anything that this man could," she said, her voice carrying absolute conviction.

As the words left her lips, her hand moved with deliberate provocation. Her fingers slid down from his muscled abdon, lower and lower, until they wrapped around the thick, semi-hard length of his cock through the thin blanket covering him.

The intimate contact was brazen, shaless, perford with the casual possessiveness of soone who had every right to touch him however she pleased.

Akane’s golden eyes went wide with shock and outrage, her entire body going rigid as she witnessed the vulgar display.

"Let him go now!" she yelled, her voice cracking with fury and sothing that might have been panic.

SWOOSH

Instantly her energy raced out and the reaction was simply—

"Argggh—!"