"Whatâs the matter?" Wang Yue asked, noticing the beauty beneath him had gone spacey.
"I actually thought I was going to break. Youâre... really big," Zhuang Wenxian said bluntly.
Wang Yue couldnât help but laugh.
"Break? No way. Babies are way bigger than this. If women broke that easily, how would anyone give birth? Youâve got a daughter; how are you still worried about that?"
"I had a C-section," she admitted sheepishly. Having never experienced a natural birth, she hadnât really processed the size difference, leading to a major brain fart.
"Stop overthinking and start running the technique," Wang Yue commanded softly. He activated the dual-cultivation method and began guiding her energy.
Realizing Wang Yue didnât have any malicious intent, Zhuang Wenxian finally relaxed. Sheâd been practicing the technique for days out of a desperate hunger for power, so her proficiency was already solid.
Within moments, their Qi successfully linked up.
Then, Zhuang Wenxian finally discovered what being a woman was truly about.
The massive "iron pillar" that had terrified her moments ago only needed about a dozen thrusts before she was completely hooked. This feels... incredible!
Unlike a standard session, Wang Yue didnât go for a marathon of orgasms. He brought her to a peak just once, and the moment her "gates" swung wide, he sucked out every drop of the Primal Yin energy sheâd been hoarding for over thirty years.
At this stage, there wasnât much "romance" involved. Dual-cultivation was a business transaction; as for making love, they could worry about the emotional side of things later.
Even so, the sheer ecstasy of that Yin release left Zhuang Wenxian totally lost in space.
When Wang Yue finally erupted inside her, it sent her to a peak she hadnât known existed, searing an unforgettable mark into the deepest part of her soul.
Wang Yue didnât split the benefits of her Primal Yin 50/50. He boosted her cultivation up to the Earth Threshold Realm and called it a day, pocketing the surplus for himself.
With his current level, a single session could theoretically jumpstart a woman straight to the Tianyuan Realm, but if he suddenly created over 300 Tianyuan experts, the four leaders wouldnât be able to keep them in check.
Besides, 300 Earth Threshold warriors were more than enough to handle the river pirates.
The rest of the process was straightforward. Realizing that "spitting game" wasnât his forte, Wang Yue stopped trying.
As the leaders brought in each woman, heâd exchange a few words, get the gist of their background, and then let his Qi do the heavy lifting to get them in the mood before getting down to business.
Still, it took Wang Yue over ten days on that sub to cycle through all 322 women.
By the time heâd elevated them all to the Earth Threshold Realm, his own cultivation and Qi purity had skyrocketed, hitting the Peak of the Mortal Shedding Realm with 49x purity.
Actually, heâd hit that wall around the 200th woman. It felt like a hard bottleneck; no matter how much more energy he took in, he couldnât nudge the needle further.
He didnât let the remaining energy go to waste, thoughâhe sealed the leftover Primal Yin in his body to be refined once he officially broke through to the next realm.
After finishing the marathon, Wang Yue had one last wild session with the four leaders, using some of that stored energy to boost them all to the True Return Realm.
To lead 300 Earth Threshold experts, being in the Tianyuan Realm just wasnât going to cut it anymore. At True Return, their authority was ironclad.
Instead of riding the sub all the way to Jinling, Wang Yue slipped out into the water alone. He left the logistics of resettling the rescued women to the leaders; they could coordinate with the Adventurersâ Guild and the Martial Alliance. He didnât need to show his face.
Submerged in the depths, Wang Yue put some distance between himself and the sub, pondering his plateau. Is it because I moved too fast? Lack of foundation? Or maybe I just need to let it all out once?
He kicked off hard. A massive burst of energy exploded under his feet, launching him like a surface-to-air missile. He breached the surface and soared a hundred meters into the sky.
In the Mortal Shedding Realm, you canât exactly "fly," but jumping several stories high is light work. Even with the water resistance, Wang Yue was no ordinary practitioner.
At the apex of his jump, he flipped mid-air, diving head-first. With a single thought, his Qi rotated nine times through his meridians. He threw a punch straight at the water below.
Sure enough, with 49x purity, his "Category 8 Hurricane" could now handle nine rotations. The downside? Still a 0.05-second wind-up time.
The moment he punched, the shockwave hit the water like a massive drill, boring deep into the depths.
A second later...
BOOM!
An explosion loud enough to be heard for a hundred miles rocked the area. The river water looked like it was being shoved aside by an invisible bowl, creating a massive crater a hundred meters deep and hundreds of meters wide. Giant walls of water surged outward.
The resulting updraft was so powerful it blew Wang Yue even higher, tossing him several hundred meters into the air.
Looking down at the apocalyptic scene heâd just created, Wang Yue actually started questioning reality. I did that?
If a Peak Mortal Shedding could do this, what could a Transcendence master do? Level a continent with a flick of the wrist?
But then he thought of Yu Suxin. She was a Transcendence master, but she didnât seem that scary. Was she just taking it easy on me, or is the Transcendence Realm not all itâs cracked up to be?
He figured it was a bit of both. Yu Suxin definitely pulled her punches, but also, most Transcendence masters probably werenât this beefed up. Between his peak level and 49x purity, his raw attack power was likely on par with an early-stage Transcendence master.
And that nine-rotation Hurricane? That was a 512x power multiplier. Even a Peak-Grade Heaven-Tier move might not hit that hard.
"Too bad," Wang Yue muttered, shaking his head. That 0.05-second delay was the killer. Against a Transcendence masterâs reflexes, that half-second was an eternityâenough time for them to kill him three times over or just step out of the way.
Like he always said: If you canât hit âem, the power doesnât mean shit.
Plus, that one punch had drained nearly half his Qi. If he went all out, heâd be firing blanks after three shots.
BOOM!
Another massive sound echoed, but this time it wasnât a technique testâit was just Wang Yueâs body slamming back into the water like a lead weight.
A long moment passed before the surface finally smoothed over. Wang Yue drifted there like a floater, staring at the sky in deep thought.
Being at the Peak of the Mortal Shedding Realm gave him incredible power. This was out at sea, but if heâd thrown that punch on land, he wouldâve carved out a crater dozens of meters deep and a hundred meters wide, effectively creating a small lake in an instant.
Unfortunately, water is deceiving. It looks soft, but its ability to reset is top-tier. If someone cruised by right now, theyâd never guess that the area had just been hit by a localized apocalypse.
Compared to Mother Nature, human effort felt pretty damn insignificant, even at the peak of the Mortal Shedding Realm.
Of course, Wang Yue wasnât having some deep, philosophical breakthrough about the elements. He wasnât about to suddenly master some "Path of Water" just by staring at a ripple. Every martial arts senior in history had already squeezed those basic metaphors dry.
Gaining "unyielding spirit" from a blade of grass growing under a rock, or "mastering the balance of hard and soft" from a stream...
Thatâs kid stuff.
What Wang Yue was actually doing was brooding.
Heâd honestly thought his cultivation wouldnât hit any real snags. He figured if he ever got stuck, heâd just find a few more women to dual-cultivate with and blast right through the bottleneck.
But reality had just given him a reality check. Even going full-throttle with a 512x power explosion hadnât triggered a breakthrough. He was officially out of ideas.
Looks like heâd just have to sit tight until Yu Suxin finished her little temper tantrum so he could ask for her advice. After all, she was the only Transcendence master he actually knew.
After moping for a minute, though, Wang Yueâs mood suddenly flipped.
Bottlenecks were small fryâheâd figure them out later. Right now, there was something much, much better waiting for him at home.
He slapped the surface of the water with both palms, launching himself into the air once more, and bolted toward Jinling.
Mom, Iâm coming home!