[NT: Just one Chapter for both novels today because, well, my dad was in a car accident. More details on my Discord, for anyone who’s interested]
Three months had passed since Qingyi last saw Chen Wei.
With Rouxi already in her fourth month of pregnancy, seeing his old friend standing there beside his own wife—who now sported a subtly rounded belly—brought an honest smile to Qingyi’s lips.
"Ah... I see you’ve been making the most of your time here at the sect, hahaha." Qingyi laughed, shooting his friend a playful look.
Chen Wei just shook his head, discreetly motioning for his wife to head back inside.
It was time for a private conversation with his friend.
"What?! Don’t you know how terrible it is to have your dick ripped off? That bastard even destroyed the meridians in that area with Qi! I’d be a eunuch for the rest of my life if you hadn’t given me my little guy back."
Qingyi shook his head, sitting down on a bench under a cherry tree at the center of Chen Wei’s pavilion. Pink petals drifted down, settling onto his shoulders.
"Well, I’m not here to talk about your dick, so spare me the details."
"Oh, I hope not—I was already starting to get scared." Chen Wei shook his head in relief. "What would I tell your wives if you were interested in that?"
Qingyi let out a muffled chuckle, cursing, "Fuck you."
The two laughed together for a moment. From within his spatial ring, Qingyi pulled out a bottle of liquor along with a small table, setting everything up between them in a single fluid motion.
Pouring a glass for each of them, he leaned back fortably against the bench.
"Did you manage to fully absorb the pills to enchance bloodline, spirit roots, and constitutions?"
"Yes... we’re on par with any of the geniuses from the Central Region now, right?"
"Yes." Qingyi confirmed, taking a long sip of the liquor and feeling the warmth trail down his throat.
"Where did you get these things? Even though you’re, the son-in-law of the leader of the Celestial Orthodox Martial Alliance, you shouldn’t have such marvelous items in your possession."
"I am the heir to the power of a fallen god... two fallen gods, actually. And I also have another fallen goddess as my wife." Qingyi replied casually, as if menting on the day’s weather.
Chen Wei immediately let out a loud laugh, but it quickly died in his throat when he realized, from Qingyi’s calm expression, that his friend was speaking the truth.
"The heavens truly have their favorites..."
"Favorites my ass... do you know with how much murderous intent I was attacked during the last tribulation I faced? I’ve already had to go through five tribulations!"
For a moment, Chen Wei’s eyes widened so much they nearly popped out of their sockets, the hand holding his cup freezing mid-air.
It was normal for an expert—at a hundred or two hundred thousand years old—to have faced one or two tribulations over the course of a lifetime.
But Qingyi wasn’t even twenty-four yet!
"Karma’s a bitch... That’s what you get for humiliating us poor, worthless mortals," Chen Wei said with a mocking smile that almost made Qingyi punch him in the face.
"Ah... are you going to acpany me to the Central Region?" Qingyi asked, changing the subject.
"When do you plan to leave?"
"In two or three days, at most."
Chen Wei scratched his chin thoughtfully.
"I can’t. I have to take MeiMei to see my father and mother; I want the child to be born there. And I also need to meet her parents... She’s from a very rich family, but with my talent, I shouldn’t have any problems."
"I see." Qingyi sighed, not pressing the matter.
"In a few years, the sect will rise to the Central Region," he said, standing up from the bench. "Until then, train hard so you don’t fall behind any of them. It would be a shame to see a good friend reach the Central Region only to get beaten up."
With Chen Wei’s talent and that of his wife MeiMei, the two would easily bee part of the sect’s backbone in the future. It shouldn’t take more than a year or two for them to reach the rank of core disciple.
For a few more minutes, the two chatted about trivial matters, until finally Qingyi left Chen Wei’s pavilion and headed toward his room in the main palace.
Once there, the first thing he did was enter the Mind Realm, going straight to find Rouxi.
She was in the grove behind the temple, where the hot springs were located.
Her body was pletely naked, bathed in the soft light filtering through the leaves of the cherry trees. Thin wisps of steam curled around her jade-like skin, rising in slow tendrils.
Her long green hair had been carefully tied up high on her head, exposing the delicate, pale curve of her nape. Her breasts—fuller with milk than ever—hung heavy against her chest, inflated to their limit.
Her belly was already rounded, though as a Stellar Sovereign, she would hardly let it grow much further than that. Unlike a mortal woman, she had plete control over her own body and, of course, over her own womb.
Rouxi was so distracted, her delicate fingers resting against her rounded belly, gliding over her jade-like skin as she felt the child’s life pulsing within her, that she only noticed Qingyi’s presence when his hands were already upon her.
His greedy fingers sank into her large, heavy breasts, inflated at least thirty percent beyond their original size from the pregnancy.
He squeezed, his fingers slowly submerging into the opulent, tender fullness.
From her puffy pink nipples, twin jets of warm milk shot out in white arcs, splashing into the water of the spring below.
"Aghnn~~ be gentler... they’re sensitive!" Rouxi plained, giving Qingyi a playful pat on the back of his hand, her voice somewhere between a low moan and a grumble.
He didn’t respond right away.
Sitting down beside her, he leaned over his wife’s graceful body and captured one of her puffy nipples between his lips, sucking just enough to draw a single sip of the warm, sweet milk that gushed against his tongue.
"Ah... our child is going to be the luckiest in the world... you know that? I just hope the girls don’t make her too fat with all this milk, hahahaha..." Qingyi laughed heartily, watching Rouxi’s flushed face as a tiny drop of milk trickled down the corner of his lips.
"Ready to head to the Central Region?" he asked.
It was time to leave.
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