The morning sun cast a pale, weak light through the heavy, frost-warded windows of the luxurious guest chamber within Crimson Zenith City. Inside the room, the air was thick with the lingering, musky scent of sweat and absolute, unbridled debauchery.
Hu Liena was lying sprawled across the massive bed, completely naked. The Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall, a formidable Level 67 Spirit Emperor who usually moved with boundless, lethal energy, was currently beyond exhausted. She had fallen into a deep, practically comatose sleep due to being relentlessly, brutally fucked day and night without a single moment of true rest. Her lithe, incredibly voluptuous dancer's body was a canvas of ownership; bright red spanking marks bloomed across her curvy buttocks, and dark, bruising bite marks littered her pale skin, clustered heavily around her large breasts, her slender neck, and her thighs. She breathed softly, her chest rising and falling in a rhythmic, comfortable slumber, finally satiated.
Zhang Tian lay beside her, propped up on one elbow. He held her close, his hand resting casually on her narrow waist. Despite the marathon of the previous day, his Life Spirit Core hummed smoothly, completely erasing any trace of fatigue from his own heavily muscled body.
He didn't want to wake his newest, charming pet just yet. Instead, he reached out with his mind. He sent a swift, targeted mental message through the localized spiritual network of the mansion directly to Duchess Zhu Wanyue. He explicitly instructed his dear Mother-in-Law to come immediately to this specific guest chamber in the eastern wing—providing precise directions, as she might not intuitively know which specific room he was occupying—and commanded her to prepare the bath and wash his body.
He didn't have to wait long.
The heavy oak doors clicked open softly. Zhu Wanyue stepped into the room, ensuring the door was firmly locked behind her.
She looked absolutely, devastatingly breathtaking. She was wearing a rather sexy, incredibly scandalous black and purple half-transparent nightdress that she had explicitly designed and woven using the silk he provided, intending to wear it only at night, specially for her Son-in-Law. The dark, sheer fabric clung desperately to her incredibly alluring body, making absolutely no attempt to hide her assets. It perfectly highlighted her massive, heavy breasts that strained against the thin silk, dipping into her incredibly slender waist, before flaring out spectacularly over her swaying, curvy buttocks. The deep purple accents contrasted flawlessly with her milky white, incredibly soft skin, giving her a deeply sexy, voluptuous aura mixed perfectly with a mature, aristocratic motherly temperament.
As she walked toward the bed, her dark feline eyes immediately took in the scene. She saw Zhang Tian's heavily scarred, naked body lounging comfortably, noting exactly how his massive dick was already semi-aroused. And then, her gaze shifted to the gorgeous, orange-haired beauty sleeping naked beside him. She saw the extensive spanking marks on her buttocks and the aggressive bite marks all over her body, especially around her large breasts and neck.
Zhu Wanyue naturally, instantly understood that her Son-in-Law must have thoroughly, aggressively enjoyed himself with this new beauty last night. She didn't know exactly who this young woman was, as she hadn't been formally introduced to Hu Liena or her prestigious identity as the Holy Maiden yet, but she didn't mind it in the slightest.
After all, she knew exactly what she was. In the hierarchy of this household, she was just his obedient maid, operating under the thrilling, taboo identity of his 'Mother-in-Law'. And she had astutely noticed over the past few weeks that Zhang Tian truly loves and heavily favors her mature, incredibly ripe milf body quite a lot. Perhaps it was the psychological thrill of her identity as the mother of Zhu Zhuqing and Zhu Zhuyun, or perhaps it was some other dark, deep pleasure he gets from fucking her specific curves, she didn't mind. In fact, she was deeply, fiercely proud of the fact about how much he loved her body. She had absolutely no intention to disappoint Zhang Tian and planned to let him enjoy her own body thoroughly this morning without holding a single thing back.
"You called for me, Son-in-Law?" Zhu Wanyue whispered softly, dropping to her knees beside the bed, her massive breasts resting heavily against the mattress.
"I did, Mother-in-Law," Zhang Tian replied, his icy blue eyes sweeping over her sheer nightdress with open, predatory hunger. "I require a bath. And your services."
"Of course, Son-in-Law," she murmured, a flush of eager heat coloring her cheeks.
She stood up and gently took his hand, leading him away from the sleeping Hu Liena and into the massive, opulent bathroom attached to the guest chamber.
The bathroom was quite large and incredibly luxurious. It appeared wonderfully semi-modern due to the integration of the advanced Spirit Tools that Zhang Tian had developed. The walls were lined with polished black marble, and the massive, sunken central tub was already filling rapidly with steaming, perfectly heated water drawn from the geothermal arrays, illuminated softly by glowing underwater spirit-stones.
Zhang Tian stepped down into the warm, soothing water, leaning back against the marble edge and spreading his arms.
Zhu Wanyue didn't bother taking off her sheer nightdress. She simply waded into the water with him, the dark fabric instantly soaking through and clinging transparently to her skin, making her look even more incredibly erotic and alluring.
She knelt between his spread legs. "Allow me to clean you properly, Son-in-Law," she offered, her voice a sultry, submissive purr.
She grabbed a bar of fragrant, lathering soap. But she didn't use a sponge. Instead, she aggressively lathered her own massive, heavy breasts. She leaned forward, pressing her soapy, incredibly soft cleavage directly against his chest. She started to use her massive breasts to wash his body, rubbing her chest firmly up and down his torso, ensuring her stiff nipples dragged across his muscles.
Zhang Tian let out a low, deeply satisfied groan. He immensely enjoyed Zhu Wanyue's highly dedicated service of washing his body. She was actively, shamelessly using her body to seduce and stimulate him, silently begging him to just snap, rape her aggressively, and fuck her ruthlessly exactly like he usually does.
But she tried her absolute best to keep it somewhat subtle. She actively played her part, acting slightly shy and hesitant as his 'Mother-in-Law'. Not in terms of her dialogues—which remained perfectly submissive—but through her physical actions. She would gasp softly when she brushed against his cock, looking up at him with wide, 'innocent' eyes, because she intimately knew her son-in-law absolutely liked such degrading, taboo role-play between them.
Zhang Tian happily went along with her act, not exposing her desperate eagerness. He reached down, his hands grabbing her wide, wet hips.
"You are being very thorough, Mother-in-Law," Zhang Tian commented, his voice dropping to a dark, husky rumble as he felt his erection surge to full, rock-hard readiness against her stomach. "But I think there is one spot you missed."
"Oh? I apologize, Son-in-Law. Where?" Zhu Wanyue whispered, her breathing hitching.
"Right here," Zhang Tian ordered, grabbing the back of her head and pushing her face down toward his groin.
Zhu Wanyue eagerly complied. She began using her mouth along with her large breasts, sliding her wet, soapy cleavage up and down his shaft while her hot mouth enveloped the thick, blunt tip. She bobbed her head rhythmically, her dark eyes looking up at him through the steam, ensuring she was providing him the ultimate, erotic service.
After a few minutes of her maddening, sloppy oral service, Zhang Tian couldn't hold back his aggressive tendencies any longer. He grabbed her by the waist, pulling her up out of the water with effortless, terrifying strength.
"Ah! Son-in-Law!" Zhu Wanyue shrieked, a mix of genuine surprise and absolute delight.
He didn't bother taking her back to the bedroom. He slammed her wet, curvy back against the cold, polished marble wall of the bathroom. He lifted her legs, wrapping her thick thighs tightly around his waist.
With a single, brutal thrust, he buried his massive dick deep into her tight, incredibly wet pussy.
SQUELCH!
"AHHHH! Yes! Oh heavens, Son-in-Law!" Zhu Wanyue screamed out, her head throwing back against the marble, entirely abandoning her shy act as the overwhelming physical pleasure hijacked her nervous system.
"You are such a needy, dirty slut, Mother-in-Law," Zhang Tian growled, fucking her tight pussy relentlessly against the wall. SMACK! SMACK! The sound of his pelvis colliding with her plush buttocks echoed loudly over the splashing water.
For the next several hours, Zhang Tian ravaged her all over the bathroom in all sorts of sexy, highly demanding positions. He bent her over the marble vanity, fucking her from behind while staring at her flushed, ecstatic reflection in the mirror. He pulled her back into the tub, making her ride him in the splashing water, her massive breasts bouncing heavily with every downward thrust.
Zhu Wanyue let out continuous, deafening moans while being fucked. Both of them climaxed many times while she was being pounded in her pussy. He spanked his dear 'Mother-in-Law' quite a bit throughout the morning, his large hands leaving bright red handprints across her jiggly, curvy buttocks, as though he was thoroughly, sadistically enjoying himself with his new toy.
Finally, as the morning stretched into the afternoon, Zhang Tian pulled out right before his final climax.
"Open your mouth, Mother-in-Law," he commanded.
She dropped to her knees in the shallow water, her mouth opening wide. He shot a massive, hot load of his semen directly into her mouth, and he made sure to make her drink every single bit of his thick seed. She swallowed greedily, licking her lips clean with a deeply satisfied, submissive smile.
Only after he was finally somewhat satiated did he step back into the water, and he made her meticulously, gently wash his body again to clean off the sweat and fluids. Only then did he step out of the bathroom, using a burst of spirit power to instantly dry them both off before they began wearing their clothes back again.
As Zhu Wanyue adjusted the collar of his robes, Zhang Tian leaned down, his lips brushing her ear.
"Be ready for me tonight, Mother-in-Law," Zhang Tian whispered secretly. "Ensure your daughters are prepared as well. I will heavily favor you today."
Zhu Wanyue was incredibly excited, a shiver of pure lust running down her spine. She nodded to him, a wicked, deeply perverted light in her feline eyes as she promised, "I will be waiting, Son-in-Law. I promise a very sexy, unforgettable surprise tonight for you with my daughters."
After he was somewhat satiated and fully dressed, Zhang Tian decided it was time to handle the macro-politics of his empire. He left the guest wing and walked deliberately toward his own grand, heavily warded personal chamber located in the central tower of the mansion.
He opened the heavy doors and stepped inside.
Bibi Dong was waiting for him. The Supreme Pontiff was currently reclining elegantly on a plush velvet chaise lounge near the window, wearing a stunning, form-fitting gown of dark purple silk.
As he walked toward her, Bibi Dong offered a highly teasing, knowing smile.
"So, Husband," Bibi Dong asked teasingly, her pink eyes sparkling with dark amusement. "How did you like my dear disciple? Was she to your exacting standards?"
Zhang Tian smiled, stepping forward and smoothly sitting down on the edge of the chaise lounge. "Nana really is an incredibly charming beauty, Dong'er. Her natural allure is potent. I liked her very much."
Bibi Dong was genuinely, profoundly happy to hear those words, pleased that her prized disciple was deemed worthy of serving her Lord. She leaned forward, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper. "And is there a specific, grand reward for your wife for providing such a delightful gift?"
"Naturally, Dong'er," Zhang Tian smirked, pulling her firmly into his lap. "There will naturally be a very good, thorough reward for you."
He was currently holding her tightly in his strong arms, burying his face in the crook of her neck, romantically kissing her soft skin. His large hands expertly slipped under the fabric of her gown, enjoying her large, heavy breasts by entering her clothes, gently kneading the soft flesh and rolling her sensitive nipples between his fingers.
"Ah... Mmmph," Bibi Dong let out a soft, breathy moan as his fingers worked their magic.
"Now," Zhang Tian murmured against her skin, his tone shifting smoothly to serious military matters. "Tell me. What are the specific, immediate actions of the Spirit Hall regarding the impending war against the Clear Sky Sect?"
In response, Bibi Dong shifted slightly on his lap, trying to focus on his question despite the intense pleasure he was casually inflicting upon her.
"I have... ah... I have already told Qian Daoliu all about the intelligence you provided," Bibi Dong told him, her voice hitching slightly. "He knows that Tang Chen has officially returned to the Clear Sky Sect. He knows Tang Chen will absolutely, fully support the Star Luo Empire and even the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan against the Seven Treasure Glaze Tile Sect and even our Spirit Hall."
Bibi Dong spoke while moaning softly, her breath catching due to Zhang Tian relentlessly, expertly messing with her beautiful body.
"Mmm... Qian Daoliu's Elder Hall... ahhh... and even my own Supreme Pontiff Palace," Bibi Dong continued, her pink eyes fluttering shut as he bit her neck gently. "We have already begun to rapidly mobilize all the high-ranking members of the Spirit Hall branches currently stationed within the Star Luo Empire. We are issuing immediate, absolute orders to have them rapidly evacuate and return to the primary strongholds of the Spirit Hall."
She gasped, arching her back as his hand squeezed her breast firmly. "Moreover... ah! Qian Daoliu had already received the formal letter from Ning Fengzhi. He officially requested the Spirit Hall's direct military support against the Clear Sky Sect, offering the Seven Treasure Glaze Tile Sect's complete political and financial support for the Spirit Hall in return. Qian Daoliu... mmm... he has formally agreed to provide the Spirit Hall's absolute, full support. He has explicitly stated he will even personally step onto the battlefield to completely hold back Tang Chen if that old man appears on the front lines."
"Good," Zhang Tian murmured, kissing her jaw. "The board is set."
"For now," Bibi Dong panted softly, resting her forehead against his shoulder. "The Spirit Hall side is just heavily focusing on gathering the entire bulk of our forces, reinforcing supply lines, and waiting patiently for the war to officially begin. After all, we absolutely cannot take the first, aggressive initiative to strike. That would mean completely losing the moral high ground and the righteous justification for this continental war in the eyes of the common people. But once they strike first... once the war begins, the Spirit Hall will ensure that we can rapidly, ruthlessly take over the entire, vast territory of the Star Luo Empire by the time the war formally ends to completely maximize our territorial benefits."
Zhang Tian stopped kissing her neck. He thought for a bit, his brilliant, strategic mind calculating the logistical nightmare of continental conquest.
He said to Bibi Dong, his tone deadly serious, "Dong'er, it might actually be a bit difficult to flawlessly win this war and secure the territory, even with you and Qian Daoliu fighting actively on our side."
Bibi Dong looked up at him, slightly confused.
"You two are indeed incredibly powerful Limit Douluos of level 99," Zhang Tian explained. "And I know that even Tang Chen absolutely won't be able to win against the two of you, or even might inevitably lose and be forced to retreat if the two of you actively join forces to suppress him. But actually killing Tang Chen—a man who is a powerful, battle-hardened Limit Douluo with his powerful Self-Created Spirit Skills—would be extraordinarily, monumentally difficult. Limit Douluos are notoriously hard to permanently put in the ground."
He outlined the strategic pitfall. "So, the Spirit Hall absolutely cannot rush blindly to immediately take and occupy the vast territory of the Star Luo Empire unless we definitively, permanently solve the problem of Tang Chen first. Because if the Spirit Hall aggressively seizes over more and more territory too quickly without having the necessary, overwhelming manpower to properly, safely solidify control over that massive territory..."
"It would mean dangerously thinning out our core forces," Bibi Dong finished his thought, realizing the danger. "We would be spreading our limited number of Titled Douluos, or even our elite Spirit Douluos, far too thin over the large conquered territory to manage the hostile people of the Star Luo Empire."
"Exactly," Zhang Tian nodded approvingly. "And if we are spread thin, Tang Chen, and even the surviving, desperate sects or the elite remnants of the Imperial Family and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, will be able to easily cause major, catastrophic troubles for us deep within the occupied Star Luo Empire."
He detailed the grim reality of high-level spirit combat. "They can easily utilize guerrilla warfare. They can begin to actively target, ambush, or even systematically assassinate our top-tier experts—our scattered Titled Douluos or Spirit Douluos holding command posts in different, isolated locations of the Star Luo Empire who are stationed there just to stabilize the region and prevent any localized revolts. You must remember, Dong'er, that the sheer numerical value of mundane supplies, logistics, or an ordinary standing army is absolutely not that great in a true battle between high-level Spirit Masters. A single, furious Titled Douluo could easily, effortlessly decimate a large, fortified army. Forget a Titled Douluo; even a single Spirit Saint fully utilizing his Martial Spirit Avatar would be something an entire army of ordinary people would be completely unable to defeat. And even if their spirit power is somehow exhausted in the slaughter, a high-level Spirit Master can easily, swiftly retreat to strike another day."
Bibi Dong nodded slowly, a cold, pragmatic light entering her eyes as she entirely agreed with her husband's flawless, sobering tactical analysis.
"I understand," Bibi Dong told him, trailing a hand down his chest. "But you do not need to be worried too much about Tang Chen's survivability, Husband."
She smiled a dark, confident smile. "My personal control over the 'Scythe of Rakshasa God', and my intrinsic control over the dense Divine Energy contained within the Scythe of Rakshasa God, is actually not bad at this current moment. I have mastered its lethal edge. And combined with Qian Daoliu... if he draws his 'Sacred Angel Sword', which is the true, authentic Divine Artifact of the Angel God passed down from the ancient past, our combined divine lethality would be absolute. It would easily be enough to decisively defeat Tang Chen, or even cleanly kill him, even if he desperately tries to use his ultimate, suicidal techniques like that Great Sumeru Hammer with the Ring Explosion."
But Zhang Tian didn't fully share this optimistic assessment. He knew the hidden variables.
He told her, his tone turning into a strict warning, "You should be incredibly careful still, Dong'er. Do not underestimate him. There is a very high, dangerous chance that Tang Chen could be able to actively draw upon and use the pure Divine Energy hidden within the 'Asura Demon Sword'."
Bibi Dong's eyes narrowed. "The Asura Demon Sword?"
"Yes. It is the true divine artifact of the Asura God," Zhang Tian revealed. "And you must understand, the Asura God is a God King. That sword is vastly, fundamentally much stronger in cosmic rank and raw, destructive strength compared to your Scythe of Rakshasa God and Qian Daoliu's Sacred Angel Sword combined."
He didn't want her walking into a divine trap. "Although killing that Tang Chen will indeed be a monumental, difficult task, completely defeating his conventional mortal forces shouldn't be nearly as much difficult for us. Our overarching fighting plan should be precise: we must have Qian Daoliu act as the primary shield, utilizing strength as a Limit Douluo to keep Tang Chen busy. While Qian Daoliu distracts Tang Chen, you, Dong'er, must move quickly to fight and utterly destroy the core, elite Spirit Master forces of the Star Luo Empire."
He laid out her specific battlefield role. "You need to patiently, completely restrain your terrifying aura until all the enemy forces of all the allied sects and factions have been fully deployed onto the battlefield—I mean their Titled Douluos and the vast majority of their Spirit Douluos. Once they are committed and gathered, you strike. Use your poisons and your domains to destroy them all at once in a single, catastrophic blow."
"And what about their massive infantry? The millions of soldiers?" Bibi Dong asked.
"As for the sprawling army of ordinary individuals and low-level grunts," Zhang Tian smirked, a chilling, absolute confidence in his eyes. "I assure you that I will deal with them personally using my advanced Spirit Tools. I will deploy my artillery and my automated arrays to break their lines and shatter their morale, to ensure they absolutely don't consume much, if any, precious energy of our own top-tier experts."
He summarized his ultimate war doctrine. "Basically, in this war, I only want our top-tier experts—meaning all those strictly above the rank of Spirit Saints—to fight directly against the true, elite forces of the Star Luo Empire. They will handle the powerhouses, while my Spirit Tools mows down the millions of ordinary people in their army, the cannon fodder of the Spirit Master forces, the Imperial Family's guards, and the lower ranks of the various sects such as the Clear Sky Sect."
Bibi Dong looked at him, her heart swelling with absolute devotion and awe for his ruthless, brilliant military mind. She leaned up, capturing his lips in a passionate kiss.
"I will naturally obey all my husband's orders," Bibi Dong responded with a soft, deeply submissive whisper and a gentle moan, completely ready to unleash hell upon the continent in his name.
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