419: Chapter 419 Tender as Water! Post-Match "Mentoring" in Each Dormitory

Xu Chen looked at his charming wives beside him, who were slightly fatigued from their low tolerance for alcohol or their pregnancies, and the smile at the corners of his mouth deepened.

The night wind carried a hint of coolness as it brushed over the white jade steps of Pilgrimage Square.

"Grand Elder, have someone prepare Calming Soup." Xu Chen stood up, his voice gentle yet carrying an unquestionable majesty as he instructed the maids and Elders in attendance. "Safely escort Qingdai, Gong Yu, Ji Qingyun, Tuoba You, Yue'er, and the others back to their respective villas to rest. Remember, activate the Formations to their highest defensive level; do not let even a hint of the night wind disturb their pregnancy."

Shang Qingdai rubbed her slightly aching brow, her eyes behind her gold-rimmed glasses shimmering with moisture as she nodded obediently. Tuoba You was still clutching half a spirit fruit she hadn't finished eating, but Ji Qingyun had already taken her hand, leading her toward the Bedchamber in a daze.

Once this group of specially protected "moms-to-be" was settled, the high platform suddenly became much emptier.

Those who remained were all peerless prodigies who had just dominated the Myriad Realms Battlefield, with their cultivation being at the Great Saint Realm at the very least.

Luo Hongyi stood with her arms crossed, her red dress outlining her enchanting and sultry figure in a breathtaking way. She slightly raised her chin, her narrow fox eyes flickering with a dangerous and alluring light.

"Husband, at the banquet just now, you boasted that you would give us 'post-match tutoring' one by one." The Demon Sect Empress licked her luscious red lips, her tone carrying a hint of provocation. "Since you've made such a big claim, if you run out of stamina later, you'll lose all face in front of your sisters."

"Exactly. My Dragon Bone Spear struck down hundreds of thousands of the Nether Race today, and my wrists are still aching. I'd like to see just how Husband plans to tutor us." Long Aoxue chimed in from the side, her ice-blue vertical pupils filled with an eager Battle Intent.

Looking at this group of voracious little wives who had dropped all their external defenses, Xu Chen did not back down at all; instead, he laughed heartily.

"Running out of stamina? It seems you know nothing at all about the indestructible physique of the Great Emperor Realm."

With a wave of his hand, Xu Chen deactivated the Formation Restrictions on the high platform.

"The night is long, and this Emperor has plenty of patience to give you all... make-up... lessons... one... by... one!"

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The first stop was, naturally, the Main Palace Bedchamber.

Inside the hall, red candles flickered, and the scent of sandalwood wafted through the air.

Su Qingge was sitting in front of her dressing table, removing the jewelry from her hair.

A pair of warm and powerful hands reached around from behind, gently grasping her soft hands as she held a wooden comb.

"Husband, why didn't you go accompany those sisters outside who were clamoring for tutoring? Why did you come to me first?"

Su Qingge looked at the incomparably handsome face in the bronze mirror, a faint blush appearing on her dignified and gentle cheeks.

"If the Empress doesn't nod her head, how would I dare to go wild in other courtyards?"

Xu Chen lowered his head, his nose nearing her long, fair neck as he took a deep breath of her elegant fragrance. He swept the first wife, who had accompanied him since his rise from humble beginnings, into his arms and strode toward the white jade dragon bed that was several yards wide.

With tender movements, Xu Chen soothed the exhaustion Su Qingge felt from her duties as the mistress of the house.

Once Su Qingge had closed her eyes in fatigue with satisfied tears at the corners of her eyes, Xu Chen tucked her in, threw on a single robe, pushed open the hall doors, and strolled into the harem corridors under the night sky.

The second stop was the Demon Palace Villa.

Luo Hongyi had already changed into a layer of black gauze as thin as a cicada's wing, striking a queenly, high-and-mighty pose.

Half an hour later.

"Husband... Husband, have mercy..."

The Demon Sect Empress, who had been clamoring to see Xu Chen make a fool of himself, was now like a pool of melted spring water, clutching the edge of the quilt tightly as she repeatedly begged for mercy. The majestic blood Qi of the Great Emperor level was simply not something she, at the Great Saint Realm, could endure alone.

Xu Chen patted her sweat-covered back with a mischievous grin, straightened his robes with satisfaction, and pushed open the door to head to the next location.

The third stop was the Ice Snow Sword Pavilion.

Bai Ningbing and Lin Qingxue, the two most aloof Female Sword Immortals, had intended to join forces to resist the enemy.

In less than an hour, their sharp Sword Intent completely collapsed under the storm-like offensive. The two women huddled together in the corner of the bed, lacking even the strength to draw their swords.

The night grew deeper.

Like an untiring War God, Xu Chen relied purely on his legs to shuttle between the various major Bedchambers of the harem.

The Dragon Girl's Bedchamber, the Phoenix Lord's Wutong Villa, Liu Hanyan and Xiao Yu's Alchemy Villa...

The aura on Xu Chen's body did not weaken; instead, under the endless cycle of the Yin-Yang Dual Cultivation Art, it became increasingly surging and vast.

When he pushed open the door to the guest villa where Ye Jiayin and her daughter were staying, it was actually empty, leaving only a trace of lingering fragrance.

Xu Chen raised an eyebrow and turned toward Wu Mingkong's Bedchamber nearby.

The main doors were wide open, and the Empress's dragon bed was also empty.

"Hmm? Are these girls playing hide-and-seek?"

Xu Chen closed his eyes slightly. Without even needing to intentionally release his powerful Divine Thought, he immediately sensed the anomaly just from the familiar scents in the air.

The Bedchambers throughout the harem were all empty.

All the fragrances, Devilish Qi, monster power, and Sword Intent were actually all surreptitiously converging in one direction.

It was Su Qingge's main bedroom!

Xu Chen burst into laughter.

It turned out that the charming wives he had tutored into total collapse realized that they were simply no match for this Great Emperor in a one-on-one fight. To save their lives and share the fire, Luo Hongyi, Long Aoxue, and the others had supported each other in the middle of the night and snuck out of their rooms.

Not only did they call upon Ye Jiayin and her daughter, who had just finished resting, but they even dragged Wu Mingkong and the others into the fray, and the whole group had run to the Empress's main bedroom to form an "alliance."

Xu Chen changed direction and strode along the corridor back to the door of the main bedroom.

*Thud.*

He pushed the doors open.

By the flickering light of the red candles, a scene sufficient to drive any male in the world mad came into view.

On that giant white jade dragon bed, which was several yards wide, more than ten peerless beauties were crowded together.

Su Qingge, who had already fallen asleep, had been woken up by this group of sisters who had barged in, and she was now sitting in the center of the bed with a helpless expression. Luo Hongyi, Bai Ningbing, and the others were guiltily shrinking behind Su Qingge, over a dozen pairs of beautiful eyes all staring at Xu Chen standing in the doorway.

These usually awe-inspiring Prodigy queens had actually formed a trembling "United Front Against the Emperor."

"What?"

Xu Chen leaned against the doorframe, his gaze sweeping unscrupulously over the spring-like scenery on the bed, the wicked grin on his face constantly widening.

"Since you've taken the initiative to gather on one bed, then tonight, this Emperor shall teach you the meaning of a total wipeout!"

Xu Chen laughed loudly, tore off his robe, and pounced directly onto the crowded white jade dragon bed.

The ultimate form of sleeping under one big quilt was enacted to the fullest at this moment. Without the fear of being alone, the beauties let down all their defenses while huddling together for warmth, leaving the room filled with nothing but rolling red waves and sweet moans.

As endless emotions and desires were released in the most thorough way, the Yin-Yang Dual Cultivation Art, under this high-intensity convergence of multiple Origins, began to operate on its own into a profound and peerless Realm.

Above the main bedroom, a Taiji Yin-Yang Formation Map appeared, blotting out the sky.

Devilish Qi, monster power, Imperial Dragon Qi, Extreme Cold Frost, Blazing Fire Nirvana, pure Sword Intent...

Over a dozen different top-tier Dao Origins flowed continuously into Xu Chen's body through the bridge of Dual Cultivation. Under the reconciliation of the Chaos Emperor Might, they harmonized perfectly, turning into the purest Yin and Yang Qi.

*Boom—*

A roar like the creation of the world echoed in Xu Chen's mind.

The Dao Chains snapped.

The Yin-Yang Dual Cultivation Art directly broke through the shackles of the Cultivation Technique itself, transforming into an Origin Law engraved deep within his Divine Soul.

Yin-Yang Dao, Great Perfection!