807: Chapter 257: Zither Emperor’s Aircraft Carrier Battle Group (Part 1) 807: Chapter 257: Zither Emperor’s Aircraft Carrier Battle Group (Part 1) Desire, like a mountain torrent bursting forth, poured out.
Initially passive, the two women gradually became proactive as their instincts were awakened.
This was their first time being with Ye Yinzhu simultaneously.
Perhaps because of the separation, the usually shy women did not oppose being together, and both happiness and sexual bliss spread and released within the cold city inside the Zither Emperor’s Mansion.
Longing and love turned into actions, confessions to each other.
After a long while, when the storm had calmed, and warmth became tender, two fair bodies quietly nestled in Ye Yinzhu’s embrace.
Haiyang’s figure was taller and fuller than Sura’s and her skin extremely fair.
Sura’s plexion was healthier, and years of martial skill training perfected her figure, perfect proportions, a faint glow on her skin, and not an ounce of excess fat on her body.
Holding Haiyang felt soft and warm, while holding Sura felt elastic and hot.
The sensations brought by the two women were different, yet both so moving that he couldn’t control himself.
If there was a moment when Ye Yinzhu’s resolute will wavered, it was probably now.
Pressed tightly against Ye Yinzhu’s still-hot body, a blush remained on Haiyang’s pretty face, her exquisite beauty exposed only for the man before her eyes, the burning sensation still making her heart flutter slightly.
“Yin Zhu, your body seems to have changed,” whispered Haiyang with her eyes closed, her smooth hands gently stroking over her lover’s broad chest, her words carrying a hint of intoxication.
Ye Yinzhu smiled and said, “Has it changed for the better or not?”
“I can’t really tell, just that your skin, your muscles, seem to have undergone some changes I’m not aware of.
From your body, it seems I can feel the energy output every moment.
I should be very tired right now, but…” Her blush deepened, and she could not continue.
In the past, after being with Ye Yinzhu, she would feel very exhausted since she was just a mage, unlike Sura who had a sturdy body.
As one of the top warriors of his time, Ye Yinzhu’s physique was much stronger than that of an ordinary man.
But this time, the sensation was pletely different.
As her own physical strength rapidly drained, countless pervasive energies seemed to seep from Ye Yinzhu’s body, not only making her skin more sensitive upon contact, bringing greater pleasure, but also rapidly restoring her lost strength, especially during that ultimate climax when she distinctly felt a huge surge of energy from all directions entering her body and rapidly merging with her own magic power.
Even though Haiyang was still in a dazed state after her climax, she could feel the changes in her body.
It was a wonderfully delightful feeling, as if constantly floating on a cloud, not falling easily.
Sura was more sensitive to the experience of power.
Clasping Ye Yinzhu’s hand that was on her perky buttocks, her voice carried an unusual hint of excitement.
Haiyang felt it, too, but due to her body, her sensation was more profound than Haiyang’s.
“Yin Zhu, have you already…”
Ye Yinzhu slowly nodded his head and kissed each of their foreheads, “Yes, I have finally made a breakthrough.”
“Oh my god!” exclaimed Sura.
She came from the Faran and understood much deeper than Haiyang the difficulty of breaking through the sub-God level, especially since her lover practiced both magic and martial arts.
“You, you broke through the Magic Martial Limit?”
Ye Yinzhu smiled and nodded his head, “I broke through just shortly before you both returned, speaking of which, I must thank Guti.
With the guidance of Thor’s Hammer’s power and the destructive nature of the thunder power imported into my body, I finally broke through the Magic Martial Limit.”
He straightforwardly explained the process of his breakthrough, glossing over the dangers he experienced because he did not want his wives to worry.
Unable to control herself, Sura propped up her body and leaned on Ye Yinzhu’s chest, excitedly saying, “You finally broke through, and it was the Magic Martial Limit!
Plus, with the Super Divine Artifact – Deadwood Dragon Chanting Zither, Yahweh, do we truly have the strength to contend against the Faran now?”
Watching Sura’s bright and alluring lips, Ye Yinzhu couldn’t resist giving her a light kiss, “As long as I am alive, I won’t let Faran harm any of you.
It won’t be easy for them to destroy Qin City.”
While saying this, his hand lingered on Sura’s perky buttocks, unabashedly pinching it.
His passion, which had just calmed, was quietly returning.
After all, it had been many days since his wife had left his side, and the essence he had been accumulating was not so easily spent.
A mischievousness that only a young girl would have appeared on Sura’s face, as if she had seen her favorite toy, “Yin Zhu, tell me quickly, what does it feel like when you breakthrough?
Even in Faran, reaching the Sub-God rank is every cultivator’s greatest goal.”
Ye Yinzhu smiled and said, “Perhaps my experience is different from other cultivators.
After the breakthrough, the most obvious sensation was that the energies inside my body no longer distinguished between magic and Douqi; they seemed to have merged under a special condition.
Now, the energy inside me is more like Douqi, possessing powerful offensive and defensive capabilities when used, while at the same time, it hasn’t lost the capabilities of magic, which can directly harness the forces of heaven and earth and can be endowed with any type of property.
Perhaps, this has something to do with my earlier affinity for magic elements of all attributes as a Foreign Silver Dragon.
I call this new energy Original Force.”
Listening to Ye Yinzhu, Haiyang, with a puzzled look, asked, “What’s Original Force?
Sub-God rank?
Yin Zhu, what are you talking about?”
Before Ye Yinzhu could open his mouth, Sura couldn’t wait to explain to Haiyang.
In front of her husband and Haiyang, her usually cold mask had already disappeared.
“Sister, the Sub-God rank is another level you reach after achieving the peak of Ninth Rank Zi rank.”
Only then did Haiyang understand why Sura was so excited.
Covering her mouth, she exclaimed, “Oh my gosh, a power surpassing Zi rank?”
Sura said, “Looking from the source in Faran, the Rainbow-grade spans seven colors in twenty-seven ranks, with the first six colors each changing three ranks, and the Zi rank turns into nine ranks.
Breaking through the Ninth Rank Zi rank, that is, the twenty-seventh rank, enters another level.
If we talk in terms of color, that would be the White rank.
A rainbow is the color produced when sunlight refracts off water, but the true color of sunlight is white.
That is to say, when the Seven Colors of the Rainbow merge uniquely to reach another level of sublimation, both magic and Douqi will enter this entirely new realm.
Yin Zhu’s breakthrough of the Magic Martial Limit means that both his magic and Douqi have reached the First Rank Sub-God, that is, the First Rank White rank.
Of course, this is an energy fusion, supposedly more powerful than the Sub-God rank of a single attribute.”
Haiyang stared blankly at Ye Yinzhu and Sura.
For a moment, she didn’t know what to say.
Sura’s explanation had clearly shown her that her husband had reached a level far beyond reach, with strength parable to that of Faran.
Across all the nations of the Continent, Faran is revered as the paramount, almost religious belief among all mages.
Although Haiyang always knew Ye Yinzhu was powerful, actually seeing that Yin Zhu’s strength had almost reached that of Faran gave her an indescribable feeling.
Observing Haiyang briefly stiffen, Ye Yinzhu tightened his arms and said, “Sura, I need to correct that, it’s not the First Rank Sub-God, but the Second Rank.
Although I also don’t know why, maybe this is the specialty of the Sub-God rank after breaking through the Magic Martial Limit.”
“Second Rank?” This time, even Sura was stunned.
She had heard Sloan say that after entering the Sub-God rank, it had taken him fourteen years to advance to the second rank, and from the pride in Sloan’s recounting at the time, fourteen years was already considered a very short period for the Sub-God rank.
Yin Zhu carried too many miracles.
Sura didn’t ask further, or perhaps, she didn’t have the opportunity to ask.
The burning passion had spread once again, and amidst her moans, she and Haiyang had already melted back into that delightful crucible.
The night silently progressed, growing increasingly colder.
The Northernmost Wilderness had already entered the deep winter season, and even though this was just the edge of the Northernmost Wilderness, the water was still freezing.
The cold outside and the heat inside the room formed a stark contrast, like a two-sided world of ice and fire that seemed to showcase a faint happiness.
An uneventful night passed, and the next morning, Ye Yinzhu rose refreshed.
As usual, Sura had already prepared breakfast for him.
At these moments, Ye Yinzhu always felt a longing, longing for the wonderful taste of the food, lamenting that he knew he would never be able to experience that charming taste again—a regret ineffable and unexpressable.
Sura and Haiyang each took a seat beside Ye Yinzhu.
“Yin Zhu, last night you gave us a surprise, and today we also have two surprises for you.”
Ye Yinzhu smiled and said, “Has the portal been successfully made?
But what is the other surprise?”
Haiyang said, “After breakfast, you’ll know when we get to the military camp.” (To be continued, for further details, please visit .
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