Dual Cultivation: Gathering SSS-Rank Wives in the Cultivation World Chapter 89 - Only a husband can understand the pain of other

"...Just wait for to personally part your legs and check that cunt of yours—"

The words tumbled out of my mouth before I could stop them, raw and vicious, fueled by that cocktail of old Emperor mories and my own twisted satisfaction at baiting her.

But as the last syllable hung in the air, I froze.

’Shit.’

I’d let the emotion carry too far, revealing way more than I intended—not just the taunt, but the undercurrent of dark desire twisted into revenge.

I wanted to fuck her, yeah, but not in the loving way; I wanted to break her, claim her, turn her betrayal into sothing she begged for.

The typical revenge plot where the heroine begs for forgiveness for whatever she did.

But I’d just broadcast that to everyone within earshot, including my wives.

Had I just... had I really just called out my desire to personally ’check her pussy’ while standing in front of my three pregnant wives?

The words had poured out in a rush of rage and vindication, but now, in the suddenly silent aftermath, I realized how they might have been a taint to my gentleman character.

I slowly lowered my hand, my grin faltering as I caught sight of Yue’s bronze face, her green eyes wide with a mixture of concern and... was that jealousy?

i’s vines had gone completely still, which was never a good sign, and Feng’s pale blue gaze had that calculating look that ant she was analyzing every word I’d just spoken.

’Shouldn’t it be Yue who analyzes? Feng, stop using your brain.’ And this particular situation was exactly enough to tell how much impact it was on my wives.

So I tried to clarify—fuck, here I wanted to piss off that woman, not mine.

"No, no, no," I said quickly, clearing my throat and waving my hands dismissively. "I didn’t an—what I was trying to say was—"

Clnk! Clnk!

The sound of golden tal falling and hitting the rocks beneath rang out as Zhang Wuji’s blade, which had intercepted it earlier with a movent too fast for mortal eyes to follow, was sheathed once again.

And sohow, isn’t it true when the mind is in panic and filled with lust, it’s natural for the thoughts to co that don’t have any aning in them?

One such nonsense thought just resurfaced before vanishing: ’I had one Wuji who tried to kill and another Wuji who protected... might get a woman Wuji in future to fuc—shit, focus!’

The legendary weapon shattered into a thousand fragnts of light that dissipated like morning mist, leaving only the faint scent of ozone and divine fury.

"Master," the Blade said calmly, sheathing his sword with fluid grace, "are you alright? What was that attack?"

I blinked, grateful for the distraction, and shrugged my shoulders with what I hoped looked like casual indifference. "Just wanted to confirm if that woman was still alive up there. Her reaction... well, it answered my question quite thoroughly."

The mont the words left my mouth, I saw the change in my wives’ expressions.

The reaction from my wives was instantaneous.

Their eyes widened in unison—Yue’s green gaze sharpening with realization, i’s dark eyes sparkling with sudden understanding, and Feng’s pale blue stare softening from suspicion to admiration.

They exchanged quick glances, then averted their faces, cheeks flushing deeper as embarrassnt hit them like a qi backlash.

Yue bit her lip, looking away toward the horizon; i fiddled with one of her vines, suddenly fascinated by a nearby flower; and Feng adjusted her robes unnecessarily, her usual ice-queen composure cracking with a shy smile.

It was clear—they’d jumped to the "perverted husband" conclusion first, doubting my motives, only to realize I’d been ten steps ahead, using the taunt to bait confirmation of Lily’s survival.

Proving once again that their emperor wasn’t just a lust-driven maniac, but a calculating strategist who turned even his crude words into weapons.

I watched them, a small smile tugging at my lips.

’Sigh, and here I thought being inside a harem novel it would be any easier to handle my wives...?’ The thought crossed my mind with wry amusent as I realized that this pain that I have right now could only be understood by a husband who knows how even handling one is a military tactic.

These won kept on my toes both because of their intelligence, which made think, and because of their bodies, which made increase pounding by standing on toes every ti they moaned harder.

"You... you knew she would react like that," Yue breathed, her voice carrying a note of awe. "You deliberately provoked her to confirm she was monitoring the lower realm."

i’s vines began to sway again, this ti in what looked like embarrassed fidgeting. "Husband, I... we thought you were just being..." She trailed off, her cheeks flushing pink.

"Perverted," Feng finished bluntly, though her pale cheeks showed their own hint of color. "We assud you were simply indulging in crude fantasies about your forr concubine."

All three of them averted their gazes, clearly embarrassed by their own assumptions.

I watched them struggle with the realization that their husband might actually be using his brain for sothing other than devising new ways to fuck them senseless.

Here I was, trying to gather intelligence on a potentially dangerous enemy, and they imdiately assud I was just thinking with my cock again.

Though, to be fair, I had been thinking with my cock.

At least partially.

"Of course it was strategic," I said aloud, putting on my most serious expression. "Lily Qin represents a significant threat from the upper realm. Her interference in lower realm affairs through that sword attack proves she’s still invested in events here. We needed to know her current status and capabilities."

Zhang Wuji nodded approvingly. "A sound tactical decision, Master. Provoke the enemy into revealing themselves through emotional manipulation. Classic psychological warfare."

I felt a surge of gratitude toward my new general.

The man had just handed the perfect cover for my montary lapse in judgnt.

"Exactly," I continued, warming to the the. "Notice how she reacted not to logic or threats, but to personal insults. That tells us she’s emotionally compromised when it cos to her ti in this realm. It’s a weakness we can exploit."

Yue stepped closer, her bronze skin still showing traces of embarrassnt. "Forgive , husband. I should have recognized the strategy imdiately. Your thods are just so... unconventional."

"And effective," i added, her vines reaching out to brush against my arm in a gesture of apology. "We shouldn’t have doubted your intentions."

Feng moved to my other side, her massive tits pressing against my arm as she leaned in. "The intelligence value of that exchange was considerable. We now know she possesses upper realm weapons, can breach dinsional barriers at will, and is psychologically vulnerable to attacks on her past relationship with you."

I nodded sagely, trying to ignore the way Feng’s proximity was affecting my concentration. "Which brings us to our next strategic consideration. If she can send weapons down from the upper realm, what else might she be capable of?"

The question hung in the air as we all contemplated the implications.

An enemy with upper realm resources and a personal vendetta was not sothing to take lightly, no matter how emotionally compromised she might be.

"Master," Zhang Wuji said quietly, "should we increase our defensive preparations? If she decides on a more direct approach..."

I looked around at my assembled forces—over a thousand newly loyal cultivators, three ascended wives carrying my children, and a legendary swordsman whose blade could cut through anything.

It was impressive by lower realm standards, but against upper realm resources?

"We accelerate our tiline," I decided. "If Lily Qin is going to escalate, we need to be strong enough to et her when she does. Which ans... let’s deal with the Immortal Sect first."

Given how Lily had wanted to make the Immortal Sect destroy and kill so many of the cultivators by activating the detonation of the spiritual vine, I first needed to ruin that plan of hers.

Given this place was going to beco the place for my children to rule, why let it fall in ruin? And second, to screw whatever nonsense huge sacrifices she needed to make for a better cause.

’So it’s decided then.’ Clenching my fist with a smirk, I looked toward the number of cultivators and my wives as I declared my intentions.

"I will ruin that woman’s plan in this lower realm...."

’And screw her in the upper realm.’