Chapter 123: The Stronger Husband (2)

Ji Yue had only just gained her Primordial Constellation Physique. Given the choice, she would have preferred to spend some time becoming familiar with it before putting it to use in battle. Unfortunately, her husband wasn’t giving her that luxury.

Well, if she couldn’t properly familiarize herself with her new physique first, she would simply have to learn through experience.

She raised a finger and began tracing patterns through the air. Starlight gathered around her fingertip, following each movement until a miniature formation gradually took shape before her.

The formation revolved once.

In the next instant, an attack far beyond the power of her previous techniques erupted from it, shooting toward Gu Yuan with astonishing force.

To pin him in place, Ji Yan came at the same moment, a sword in each hand, driving at him from the other side.

Now, how will you avoid this one? Their eyes asked the same silent question.

Gu Yuan merely smiled.

Crimson flames surged from his body. Rather than spreading out indiscriminately, they gathered before him and formed a magnificent wheel of fire.

The incoming attacks crashed into it.

BOOM!

The collision sent ripples through the surrounding space. The crimson wheel trembled, its layers spinning faster as it absorbed the force of the sisters’ combined assault. A moment later, the attack was completely dispersed.

Gu Yuan remained unharmed.

"What?" he asked, seeing them pause. "I never said I wouldn’t use the Crimson Fire. It’s the precious gift my wives gave me. Naturally I’ll use it!"

Ji Yan said nothing, and simply pressed on with her swords.

She had wanted, at first, to wipe that smug look off his face. But the longer she stared at it, the more it looked... good on him. Too good. She had only just told him she loved him, and already she wanted to say it again.

Isn’t he just too much?

Ji Yan had always admired strength. In her previous life, she had even declared that she would never accept a man weaker than herself.

Had she never met anyone stronger, then? She had, actually. There had been that persistent bastard. But she had never once considered him, or any other man.

Gu Yuan was different. It had begun simply because of her sister. But somewhere along the way, it had changed.

And now, seeing her man grow stronger than her, strangely, she was excited. Her fighting spirit had been thoroughly roused. His constant teasing irritated her, of course, but now...

Ji Yan grinned.

Yes. No matter what, I love this piece of shit!

She didn’t need to say it again. She could simply beat him up a little more, then kiss him until he understood.

Her blades flashed as she launched herself forward once more.

Ji Yue, meanwhile, had no intention of falling behind.

She drew her sword and joined Ji Yan at close range. Their attacks wove together in an increasingly complicated rhythm, and she added her newly acquired Star Power on top.

None of it worked.

That’s fine. We’ll keep attacking until one lands... Or so Ji Yue would have liked to think. But as they fought, he never stopped teasing them, her in particular.

His hand brushed over her chest as he passed, then closed over it for a single heartbeat before he was gone. He slapped her backside as he spun away. He kissed her mid-strike, and while she was still recovering, he leaned in and blew a slow breath against her face, which stunned her more than any attack could.

Once, his hand even slid, as if by accident, into the fold of her dress.

It might have seemed vulgar. But Ji Yue was a vulgar, submissive woman at heart where her man was concerned, and she loved it.

At first she had thought, I want to be stronger than him.

But as the fight went on and the heat rose in her, her thoughts began to change. When will this damned fight end, and he fuck me in the same intensity? What if I resisted a little? But what if he took it as me not being in the mood, and didn’t force me?

She glanced down at her robes. At the edge of the fabric was a small damp patch. She had meant to clean it away at once. But then, why not leave it? No one’s here to see but my sister and him.

Maybe he would tease her about it. Maybe he would slide a finger in and discover exactly how shamelessly wet his elegant wife had become while fighting him. And then, maybe, he would take her, right here, out in the open, under the sky.

Ji Yue’s imagination was rich, and she let it run.

Just then, her sister’s excited voice rang in her mind.

[Focus on the fight! He’s clearly barely keeping his advantage. I want to defeat him!]

So it isn’t only me with unnecessary thoughts... Ji Yue shook her head, dismissed the daydream, and focused on the fight again.

She could think about those things later.

Besides, she still had her pride as the Myriad Fate Empress.

Even if that pride was becoming increasingly difficult to maintain around her husband.

Gu Yuan, for his part, was exactly as Ji Yan had said: barely holding together the facade that he was winning with ease. In truth, he was going all out, with only his suppressed Qi cultivation realm held back.

The twins were simply too strong to take lightly.

At the beginning, he had held the strength of a hundred thousand years of cultivation, but controlling it had felt unnatural. Now his movements were growing more fluid. He was learning to bring all that power together without wasting the slightest bit of it.

He could probably continue fighting like this for quite some time.

Could he take them down completely, until they both say "we surrender"? He couldn’t tell.

Still, there was something Gu Yuan wanted more than victory.

He wanted them to surrender to his own strength.

Future Manifestation had given him a glimpse of what he could become after a hundred thousand years. It was his power, in a sense, but it wasn’t strength he had personally accumulated in the present. He wanted to reach that level himself.

That kind of surrender could wait until then.

For now, Gu Yuan settled for something else.

The sisters were closing in again, one from either side. Ji Yan’s blades were wrapped in flames, while Ji Yue’s sword shone with brilliant starlight. Their movements were perfectly synchronized, leaving him little room to maneuver.

Gu Yuan looked at them and smiled.

Rather than retreating, he stepped forward.

Both sisters attacked.

And instead of blocking either strike, he opened his arms and pulled them into an embrace.

Their attacks stopped.

Ji Yan’s blades halted beside his body, and Ji Yue’s sword stopped just short of his shoulder. Neither had expected something so reckless, and for a moment the two women simply stared at him.

"Let’s call it here."

Gu Yuan looked from one to the other, his smile still carrying a hint of smugness.

"I think I’ve shown you enough of how much stronger your husband has become, haven’t I?"

"Who said we’re done?" Ji Yan muttered, though she made no attempt to break free.

Ji Yue said nothing either. She quietly put away her sword and leaned against him.

The fighting spirit that had filled the two women only moments ago faded, replaced by a different kind of warmth. Neither wished to admit defeat, yet neither wanted to continue fighting either. The outcome no longer seemed particularly important.

Ji Yan was the first to act. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him into a deep kiss, showing none of the restraint she had displayed during the fight.

Ji Yue, unwilling to be left out, pressed herself against his other side and buried her face against his neck. Her lips brushed his skin, leaving a soft kiss before she looked up at him.

Gu Yuan chuckled.

The battle had reached its conclusion, even if neither sister had formally admitted defeat.

And judging by the way they were looking at him, the three of them had rather similar ideas about what to do next.

"Well," he said, tightening his arms around his wives. "Since we’re done here..."

He let the sentence trail off, his smile growing.

The twins didn’t need him to finish.

Gu Yuan finally stopped holding back his Qi cultivation.

The suppressed power within his body surged to its full extent. Space trembled around the three of them, and before either sister could say anything, he took a single step.

The world blurred around them. The sky, the mountains, and the battlefield dissolved into streaks of color as space folded under his will.

In the next instant, the three of them were back at their palace within the Black Desolation Sect.

It seemed the rest of the day was going to be considerably more enjoyable.