339: Chapter 339 Two Queens

A gentle breeze brushed across the Spiritual Lake, bringing waves of serene lotus fragrance.

The atmosphere inside the Lake Center Pavilion was completely at odds with this pleasant scenery.

Wu Mingkong and Helian Yue, two peerless beauties who once held great power, were engaged in a silent slaughter with their eyes.

Xu Chen swallowed the sweet spiritual fruit in his mouth, his deep gaze scanning back and forth between these two queens.

Wu Mingkong wore a bright yellow Phoenix robe, dignified and noble, with golden Dragon Qi flickering around her. The foreign commander Helian Yue was dressed in dark red tight-fitting leather armor, wild and untamable, with the dark purple phantom of a killing formation baring its fangs and claws behind her.

The two were like natural-born enemies; neither was willing to back down in terms of Aura.

“Husband, you've come at just the right time.”

Wu Mingkong spoke first. She slightly raised her snow-white chin, her phoenix eyes reflecting the composure and majesty unique to a primary wife.

“This sister from the foreign domain says my Great Xia's political strategies and Laws are mere talk on paper. I see that her hostile energy is too heavy, so I was thinking of teaching her my rules on my husband's behalf.”

Helian Yue let out a cold laugh. Her narrow fox-like eyes were full of disdain as she straightened her slender waist.

“Rules are set by the strong! If you truly have the ability, feel free to try and break my Absolute Killing Grand Array! I just fear your pampered Empress body won't be able to withstand the killing intent of my foreign domain!”

Seeing the Spiritual Qi within the two women surging again, ready to tear down the Lake Center Pavilion at any moment.

Su Qingge, sitting on a stone stool drinking tea, covered her mouth and chuckled.

She stood up, smoothed her elegant palace dress, and walked to Xu Chen's side.

“Husband, I've grown tired of the scenery in this back garden. There are several furnaces of Medicinal Pills at the Medicine Hall that I need to keep an eye on, so I'll head back first. These two sisters have just met and are getting along so well; husband, you must keep them company.”

Su Qingge gave Xu Chen a gentle “I'll leave it to you” look, turned around with several personal maids, and left the Spiritual Lake with elegant steps.

The primary wife's tactic of retreating to advance could be said to be consummate.

Xu Chen watched Su Qingge's departing figure, a helpless smile curling at the corners of his mouth. The head of the harem had dumped this mess on him; it seemed he couldn't escape the job of being a Master of Balancing Waters.

He turned his head to look at the two queens, who were still glaring at each other like two fighting roosters.

Reasoning with women doesn't work. Especially when facing two women with overwhelming desires for control and pride etched into their bones, any verbal favoritism would trigger a strong backlash from the other side.

The only way to deal with queens is to use methods even tougher and more domineering than theirs, suppressing them completely in both body and mind.

Xu Chen tossed away the fruit pit, a flash of unrestrained and arrogant wickedness crossing his eyes.

Without a word, his body turned into a purple-gold streak of light, instantly closing the distance and inserting himself between the two women.

Wu Mingkong and Helian Yue only felt a blur before their eyes.

Before they could react, Xu Chen's arms, like cast steel, had already wrapped around their slender waists from both sides.

“Presumptuous!”

Wu Mingkong's phoenix eyes glared as she instinctively tried to struggle. Her majesty as an Empress made her naturally resist being forcibly held by a man in public.

Helian Yue's muscles also tensed; the wildness of a foreign commander made her reflexively want to counterattack with her elbows.

Xu Chen gave them no chance to resist at all.

The terrifying pressure of the Saint King Late Stage descended like an immemorial divine mountain, directly suppressing the Spiritual Qi that had just gathered in the two women's Dantians.

“Since you two are so interested in each other's methods, then stop wasting your breath here in this pavilion.”

Xu Chen lowered his head and kissed Wu Mingkong's smooth forehead, then turned his head and bit Helian Yue's burning earlobe.

“Let's go! Tonight we'll change locations and let you two have a satisfying competition!”

As soon as he finished speaking...

Silver-white light of the Law of Space lit up around Xu Chen.

With a hum of spatial distortion, Xu Chen vanished from the back garden's Lake Center Pavilion with the two stunning queens, instantly teleporting into his spacious and luxurious Bedchamber.

The light in the Bedchamber was dim, with several fist-sized deep-sea luminous pearls emitting a faint, soft glow.

Xu Chen's arms suddenly exerted force.

Wu Mingkong and Helian Yue let out cries of surprise almost simultaneously as they were both thrown onto the wide dragon bed carved from Ten-thousand-year-old Warm Jade.

The soft Cloud-silk bedding instantly sank, enveloping the two women's graceful bodies.

“Husband! What are you doing!”

Wu Mingkong protected her slightly bulging lower abdomen with her hand, glaring at Xu Chen in shame and anger.

Although she was pregnant, her powerful Physique had long made her indestructible; that fall just now hadn't hurt her in the slightest. It was just that this overbearing behavior made her, as an Empress, feel like she was losing Face.

Helian Yue took the opportunity to roll half a turn on the bed. She crouched on the bedding like a mother leopard, her narrow fox eyes flickering with a dangerous light as she stared intently at Xu Chen and Wu Mingkong on the other side.

Xu Chen stood before the bed, leisurely untying the jade belt of his moon-white brocade robe.

He looked down at the two peerless beauties on the bed, each with a distinct personality, his deep eyes burning with a fiery heat capable of incinerating everything to ash.

“Don't you both think your methods of governing and managing subordinates are brilliant?”

Xu Chen shed his robe, revealing a well-defined, sturdy chest full of explosive power. He stepped forward with his long legs and climbed directly onto the dragon bed, the pressure from his tall frame instantly enveloping the two women.

“Tonight, on this bed, there is no Empress and no foreign commander. This is This Young Master's territory, and I set the rules!”

Like a lion patrolling his territory, Xu Chen gripped Wu Mingkong's fragrant shoulder with one hand and pinched Helian Yue's pointed chin with the other.

“This Young Master wants to see, between you two high-and-mighty Queens, who has the better skills on this battlefield of rolling red waves, and who can make This Young Master surrender first!”

These crude, blunt, yet provocative words completely ignited the competitive spirit in the two queens' bones.

Wu Mingkong bit her red lips, her phoenix eyes shimmering like water. As an Empress, how could she show cowardice before a foreign female general!

Helian Yue grew even wilder. She already admired Xu Chen's peerless, domineering power, and now she wanted to prove on this bed that she was the woman who could please her master the most.

The two women refused to yield to each other, unexpectedly moving forward to meet Xu Chen at the same time.

Xu Chen laughed loudly and flipped over, pinning the two women beneath him.

The Yin-Yang Dual Cultivation Art operated frantically within Xu Chen's body. He pushed this top-tier Dual Cultivation Technique to its limit, turning it into an invisible net that completely linked the three's Auras together.

The temperature in the Bedchamber rose sharply.

The golden Imperial Dragon Qi and the dark purple Phantom Sea Spiritual Qi intertwined and collided in mid-air, finally being forcibly crushed and fused by an even more domineering purple-gold Hongmeng Creation Qi.

Red candles warmed the curtains, and the room was filled with fragrance.

Relying on the Hongmeng Creation Origin Body's almost monstrous physical strength and recovery ability, Xu Chen triumphed in all directions under the pincer attack of the two queens.

Although Wu Mingkong was mindful of her pregnancy and showed some restraint in her movements, her pride as an Empress made her refuse to lose in any detail. Helian Yue, on the other hand, unleashed her wildness without reservation, showing off various exotic poses she had learned in the foreign domain.

Driven by the Dual Cultivation Technique...

The two queenly atmospheres, which were originally as incompatible as fire and water, gradually turned into gentle softness amidst the ultimate pleasure.

The night grew deeper.

The fierce collision of Spiritual Qi in the Bedchamber finally subsided, leaving only heavy breathing and bone-melting murmurs.

Whether it was the Empress who was decisive in the imperial court or the commander who was ruthless on the battlefield, under this absolute crushing of physical strength and endurance, both could only blush and call for a truce, begging for mercy.

On the wide dragon bed.

Xu Chen lay comfortably in the center, his lean chest covered in fine beads of sweat.

In the crook of his left arm, Wu Mingkong curled up like a docile Persian cat, her dignified and majestic Face now flushed with red as she breathed steadily.

On his right side, Helian Yue's long, wheat-colored leg was still habitually draped over Xu Chen's waist, her fox eyes full of exhaustion, so tired she couldn't even lift a finger.

The two queens, who had been at odds like fire and water, were now snuggled together without any defense after this absurd feast of sharing a bed, sleeping soundly.

The so-called hostility and conflict had long been cast to the winds under their shared exhaustion and Xu Chen's arrogant, unreasonable conquest.

Xu Chen closed his eyes.

He could clearly feel that with the end of this threesome feast, the pure Imperial Luck within Wu Mingkong and the core Luck of the Foreign Domain Royal Court carried by Helian Yue were slowly merging within his Dantian.

These two strands of Luck were like two small golden dragons, weaving through his Meridians and constantly washing over his Saint King Laws.

The already flourishing Xu Family Luck became even more unfathomable with the injection of these two exotic types of Luck.

“This job of being a Master of Balancing Waters is indeed a physical one.”

Xu Chen sighed to himself, but a satisfied smile hung on his lips.

He pulled over the Cloud-silk bedding, which had already been crumpled, and gently covered the smooth backs of his two wives.

Feeling the warm and soft touch from both sides, Xu Chen relaxed his tense nerves and, along with the Fusion of Luck, gradually drifted into a dream.