405: Chapter 405 The Ultimate Form of the Shura Field

On the periphery of the grotto, the faint friction of the stone door being pushed open sounded exceptionally clear within the Earth Core Medicinal Pool, where the only other sound was the dripping of water.

"Mother, are... are you feeling better?"

Ye Wushuang's voice drifted in from the grotto's passage, tinged with a hint of cautious probing. She had been guarding the outside for a full six hours; first, heart-palpitating ripples of spiritual power had emanated from within, followed by waves of suppressed yet face-reddening moans.

As a woman who had just experienced the affairs of the flesh for the first time just a few hours ago, Ye Wushuang naturally knew what was happening inside.

It was just that the person being pressed down by Xu Chen, yielding and finding pleasure, was her mother—the woman who had always been high and mighty, matchless in her arrogance.

This utterly absurd realization had kept Ye Wushuang from daring to push the door open. It wasn't until the commotion inside had completely subsided and her genuine concern for her mother's Origin reconstruction grew that she finally braced herself and walked in.

Hearing her daughter's voice, Ye Jiayin, who had been leaning languidly in Xu Chen's arms, suddenly stiffened.

Her exquisite face, from which the flush had just begun to fade, was instantly covered in a thick layer of shame.

As if struck by an electric shock, she tried to break free from Xu Chen's embrace, her fair, jade-like arms scrambling in the deep purple spring water, trying to find the black cloak that had long since sunk to the bottom of the pool.

"Shuanger... Shuanger is coming in! Let go of me quickly!" Ye Jiayin lowered her voice, her tone carrying a panicked hint of near-supplication.

"What's the panic?"

Seeing her look like a startled fawn, the smile at the corner of Xu Chen's mouth grew more pronounced. Instead of letting go, he dominantly wrapped his arm around her plump, soft waist and pressed her back against his chest.

"Both of you, mother and daughter, are now my, Xu Chen's, women. This thin veil was bound to be torn sooner or later; it's better to take this opportunity today to set the rules straight."

Xu Chen's voice wasn't loud, but it was just enough to travel clearly along the grotto walls to the entrance of the passage.

The sound of footsteps came to an abrupt halt.

Stopping ten paces away from the medicinal pool, Ye Wushuang felt as if she had been struck by lightning as she witnessed the scene before her.

Mist rose from the medicinal pool, but her Great Saint Realm vision allowed her to see the scene in the pool clearly. Her mother, usually cold, majestic, and stern, was currently nestled naked in that man's arms. Her signature long purple hair clung wetly to her fair back, and her fragrant shoulders and neck, exposed above the water, were covered in lines of face-reddening marks.

This image was even more visually impactful than the hundred times Ye Wushuang had imagined it outside.

"Mo... Mother..." Ye Wushuang's voice was trembling. Instinctively, she wanted to turn away to avoid the sight, but her legs felt as if they were rooted to the spot.

Hearing her daughter's distorted call, Ye Jiayin wished she could find a hole to crawl into. She buried her face deep into the crook of Xu Chen's neck, not daring to even glance at Ye Wushuang, feeling that the Demon Race's dignity had been completely thrown away by her in this moment.

"What are you standing there for? Come here."

Leaning against the stalactite wall, Xu Chen sat with his legs spread wide and opened his other arm, beckoning to the at-a-loss Ye Wushuang standing on the bank.

Ye Wushuang bit her lower lip. She glanced at her mother, who looked like she wanted to bury her head in the water, and then at the man who was unscrupulously scrutinizing her with a hint of wicked amusement in his eyes.

She had not forgotten the vow she had made in the Commanders Tent a few hours ago.

Since she had already surrendered both her life and her dignity, what was there left to be pretentious about?

Ye Wushuang took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the overwhelming sense of shame in her heart. She moved her long, straight legs and walked step by step to the edge of the medicinal pool.

Accompanied by the rustling sound of clothes sliding off.

The black undergarment, which had already seemed a bit loose, was casually tossed onto the bank. Her lithe body, which had been tempered by years of practicing Demonic Techniques and was full of wildness and explosive power, shimmered with an alluring luster under the light of the Everlasting Lamps.

She walked down the stone steps into the medicinal pool.

The deep purple spring water rose past her knees, her thighs, and finally stopped at her waist.

Seeing her "prepared for death" expression, Xu Chen gave a light chuckle, reached out to grab her slender wrist, and gave a sudden tug.

*Splash.*

Water splashed everywhere.

Ye Wushuang let out a startled cry as she fell into Xu Chen's embrace.

Although the medicinal pool was not small, Xu Chen insisted on pressing the mother and daughter to the same side.

"Shuanger..." Feeling her daughter's body heat, Ye Jiayin was trembling all over from shame. She tried to move to the side, wanting to put some distance between herself and Ye Wushuang.

"Where are you running to?"

Sensing her small movement, the large hand around her waist tightened slightly, forcibly pulling her back.

"I don't care about your Demon Race rules. But in my Xu Family, as long as you enter my harem, you are family."

Xu Chen didn't care how strong their psychological defenses were.

He knew well that to deal with women who were proud to their core, he had to use the most direct and domineering way to completely crush their pathetic bit of reserve.

"Mmm..."

Ye Jiayin was the first to let out an unbearable moan. Her newly reconstructed Origin, under the guidance of this secret method, became active once again.

Hearing her mother's voice, which was seductive to the bone, Ye Wushuang felt as if her cheeks were about to catch fire. She bit her lower lip hard, trying to suppress the strange sensation gradually rising within her body.

Ye Jiayin's mature charm and Ye Wushuang's slightly clumsy yet vibrant compliance intertwined into a web of passion from which one could not extricate themselves.

Xu Chen controlled the rhythm with ease.

After an unknown amount of time.

The surface of the medicinal pool finally returned to tranquility.

Leaning against the stalactite wall, Xu Chen slightly closed his eyes, digesting the Origin power within him that had become increasingly thick due to the convergence of Yin and Yang.

The Ancient Demonic Path Origin, after absorbing the full foundations of this top-tier mother and daughter duo, finally reached a Realm of Great Perfection. He could even clearly feel that the Great Emperor Barrier blocking his path had developed fine cracks.

"Clean yourselves up and bring the rest of your clansmen. It's time to return to the main base."