"How could you do this?" Gong Yuxian cursed, lying in the bed resting in his arms as she punched him lightly.
*Gong Yuxian's picture.*
She felt so embarrassed. As the palace mistress, she was the master of the seven fairies, she never expected to engage in that kind of activity with her disciple.
"Mistress, don't be so serious! Outside of the sect, we're sisters," Murong Qianxue chimed in from the left side, laughing inwardly. Gong Yuxian had resisted at first, but she quickly succumbed, becoming even more daring than Murong Qianxue.
*Murong Qianxue's picture.*
"That's right! Is there any rule in the world that forbids disciples and their masters from doing this?" Yun Wuji said, squeezing Yuxian's squishy butt. "Even if such a rule exists, it doesn't apply to me!"
"Hmph!" Gong Yuxian bit his chest and snorted.
"Ay! Ay! Stop! Stop! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Yun Wuji quickly pretended to be in pain, starting to beg.
"It's good that you know it, hmph!" Gong Yuxian said with a snort, finally stopping her bite. But after a moment, she realized she might have overdone it. Feeling a bit guilty, she gently blew on the spot she had bitten. "Did it hurt?" she asked softly.
"It did, but it doesn't hurt anymore," Yun Wuji smiled at her warmly before kissing her on the forehead.
"Hmph!" Murong Qianxue, feeling jealous and left out, pinched his waist and snorted unhappily.
Yun Wuji, noticing her mood, turned to her silently and planted a gentle kiss on her forehead as well.
"That's more like it," Murong Qianxue smiled, releasing her pinch and softening her expression.
He shook his head inwardly. Sometimes, the hardest part of having a harem was trying to maintain balance between his women, but it was also one of the most enjoyable aspects. After all, if your women don't get jealous, it means they don't care about you.
If it weren't for the threats of world-ending catastrophes, the Heaven-Smiting Devil Emperor, the Abyss's invasion, and the potential destruction of the Abyss, which could, in turn, wreak havoc on the Primal Chaos, if not destroy it altogether, Yun Wuji would have gladly stayed to enjoy his leisurely life.
Of course, even without all of that, Yun Wuji would still strive to reach the apex just not as quickly. Because even if he didn't seek trouble, there was always a chance that one day, some frustrated young master, treated like trash by his clan, might descend to the lower realms to vent his frustrations. And what would Yun Wuji do if that guy coveted his women?
Or even worse, what if two Divine Master Realm experts clashed and the aftershock from their battle accidentally destroyed the planet?
In this world, danger is everywhere, you could even die while sitting at home, minding your own business.
"I almost forgot, I have something for you," Yun Wuji said.
"Really? What is it?" they both asked curiously.
"I've been working on creating a body-refining technique for all of you," Yun Wuji answered without making them wait. "I recently finished it. Want to give it a try?"
"Since you're the one who created it with you almost frightening genius, it must be incredibly powerful!" Murong Qianxue said excitedly.
"Indeed," Gong Yuxian agreed.
Yun Wuji smiled at their praise. His talent was the source of his pride and confidence, and nothing made him happier than hearing his lovers commend it. He spoke, "This technique is a bit special. It's similar to the Frozen End Divine Arts, but only those with the Dragon God's bloodline can use it."
"You're going to give us your blood?" Gong Yuxian asked, then shook her head. "That won't do! If you give us your Dragon blood, your strength will diminish! It's not worth it. A body-refining technique is good, but it's not something we need at the moment."
"If it will affect your strength, then it's better if you don't give it to us," Murong Qianxue added. She already felt like a burden to him and couldn't accept the idea of affecting his strength as well.
"Haha, I'm glad to see you both care about my well-being, but you don't need to worry. Giving you some of my blood won't affect my strength in the slightest, and I'll recover any losses in just a few days," Yun Wuji chuckled at their serious reactions, reassuring them.
More than two months ago, he had been just half a step away from having enough Dragon blood to strengthen his body and profound veins for using Deus ex Machina. Now, after nearly three months, he had more than enough blood to use it and even more to spare if he wanted to.
"Really?" they replied skeptically.
"Of course! I'll give you both a drop each and help you refine it first, then I'll pass the technique on to you," Yun Wuji said earnestly.
"Hmm!" both women said, sitting cross-legged and still naked.
Looking at their appearances, a certain part of Yun Wuji's body began to react at the sight of what lay between their legs.
Taking a deep breath to calm his little dragon, he pointed both his index fingers at their foreheads, and a drop of blood seeped from his fingertips, entering their foreheads.
Unlike the azure blood he had received from the Dragon God, this blood was silver with a golden hue.
After the blood entered their bodies, Gong Yuxian and Murong Qianxue felt an immense and violent power surging within them, wreaking havoc. If left unchecked, it will cause their bodies to explode from the inside.
However, in the next moment, they felt a vast and majestic power entering their bodies, suppressing the blood and guiding it gently. With the help of this power, both of them quickly focused their strength and began the process of refining it.
After an hour, Yun Wuji retracted his hand, and Gong Yuxian and Murong Qianxue opened their eyes, exchanging looks of shock.
They felt their bodies undergoing a transformation, growing stronger, and even their cultivation talent and battle strength seemed to rise alongside it.
A drop of Dragon God's blood is priceless! Even in the Realm of God, if it were to be thrown outside, it would certainly cause a bloodbath.
To give you an idea, even in the Dragon God Realm, perhaps only the Dragon Monarch possesses true Dragon Blood! The others only inherit their blood from their ancestors, who were the first to get the Dragon God's blood.
They don't possess the Dragon God's divine blood, only blood essence. If any of them were to recklessly burn it, they would lose it forever!
"How was it?" Yun Wuji asked after noticing their silence.
"It's incredible!" Murong Qianxue exclaimed.
"Yes, I knew that Dragon God's blood could give a powerful boost, but I didn't expect the effect to be this powerful!" Gong Yuxian also couldn't conceal her shock, even for someone like her she couldn't help but feel excited.
"Of course it's powerful! Otherwise, why would the Dragon God's test be so ridiculously difficult?" Yun Wuji replied. The Dragon God's legacy was the hardest to inherit, requiring absolute talent, strength, and tenacity.
The Dragon God would not allow weaklings to inherit his legacy.
"Now, I will impart the technique to you. This technique is similar to my Dragon God Morph, but it's a weaker version. It also has effects similar to Frozen Cloud Art," Yun Wuji began to explain.
"Similar to Frozen Cloud Art? What do you mean?" Gong Yuxian asked.
"It has a beautifying effect, but it's a bit different. Instead of focusing on refining your features, it concentrates more on enhancing your dimensions, hehe" Yun Wuji said, looking at them meaningfully. He ended with an obscene laugh.
"You are hopeless," Gong Yuxian said, facepalming and giving him a helpless look.
She immediately knew the real reason why he created this technique.
"So I can make them even bigger? Noice!" Murong Qianxue laughed lightly, playfully holding her chest.
...
Yun Wuji teleported back to the secret room in the Yun Clan. Glancing around casually, he noticed Xiao Lingxi seated cross-legged, meditating.
'As expected of me, even my disciples are as hardworking as I am,' Yun Wuji nodded inwardly.
"Master!" Xiao Lingxi exclaimed, her eyes lighting up with happiness as she noticed his presence. He had been away for a few days, and she had missed him.
"Where are the others?" Yun Wuji asked.
"Uncle Yun took them out to look around, and Grandpa Yun went off alone, he said he needed to prepare something. I wanted to focus on my cultivation, so I stayed behind," Xiao Lingxi replied as she walked over to him.
"Little Lingxi is truly hardworking," Yun Wuji praised her, gently patting her head.
He never forced his disciples to cultivate. He taught them what they needed to know and left them to their own pace because they would work hard without needing his push.
Xia Qingyue was doing her best to raise her cultivation so that one day, she could reunite with her mother.
Xiao Che was also striving to become stronger to protect his family, he had experienced the helplessness of being a crippled trash and never wanted to return to that state.
Stimulated by their efforts, Xiao Lingxi didn't want to be left behind and worked just as hard to keep up with them.
"Hmm," Xiao Lingxi closed her eyes and hummed softly. She loved the feeling of Yun Wuji's gentle touch, and more than anything, she cherished being by his side. The moments they spent together, especially when he taught her about cultivation, were the ones she treasured the most.
Xiao Lingxi's feelings for Xiao Che now are between love and family affection. She just reached puberty, her emotions are still evolving. But With Yun Wuji's presence and Xiao Che spending most of his time either cultivating or 'training' Situ Xuan, she hasn't yet taken that final step.
Of course, her feelings for Yun Wuji aren't fully love yet either. She admires him and enjoys being close to him, which is not far from love, but it hasn't reached that point yet.
"Come, let's play cards until Yun Qinghong and the others return," Yun Wuji said with a nod. He walked over to a table and pulled out a deck of cards from his storage.
He had neglected this disciple of his lately. Although he took her to the Blue Wind Tournament, he spent most of his time with the Frozen Cloud fairies, and whenever he was free, he would either go for a walk with Xia Qingyue or engage in 'fights' with Xuanyuan Yufeng.
"Yes, master!" Xiao Lingxi responded happily, quickly sitting down.
...
At night, Huan Caiyi was bathing in Shiny Lake. She removed her grey clothes and stepped into the water. As soon as her feet touched the surface, steam rose up, shrouding the lake in a thick mist.
This lake has threads and strands of cold energy deep below, over a thousand meters down. The Golden Crow's flames had always been tormenting her, she had to come to this lake periodically to "cool" her body down.
*Huan Caiyi's picture.*
She sank into the cold lake, closing her eyes as the chill seeped into her skin. This was probably the only place where she could relax her mind in the past hundred years.
"Yun Wuji..." her thoughts wandered to the man who had shaken her entire world. With his arrival, he brought back Demon King Yun Canghai, exposed the conspiracy that had clouded her life, and even revealed the true culprit behind her father's and brother's deaths.
Thinking back on her cold and distrustful attitude when they first met, Huan Caiyi felt that she had been a bit unreasonable.
Suddenly, her eyes snapped open, and she reached for her Sound Transmission Jade. "Yun Qinghong, what's the matter?"
"Your Majesty, Lord Yun Wuji has returned. He is waiting for you," Yun Qinghong's voice came through the Sound Transmission Jade.
"Alright, I'll be there," Huan Caiyi replied calmly. She tossed the Sound Transmission Jade back into her storage, quickly put on her clothes, and left the lake.