So much happened in the next few months.
First, Li Qingmu had received the rewards for his first task he was given by the system.
[Stage 1 Transformation of Zhen Rou]
[Calculating Rewards…]
The rewards were far from basic.
Access to the [Child Aptitude Generator] a great one!
He could now view the aptitude of the next unborn child he might make.
Even if the mother wasn't pregnant yet.
Next… Qi Condensation comprehension.
[Ding! Breakthrough is imminent!]
He sat to cultivate.
His meridians thundered.
His dantian roared.
To him, it felt like the world was rumbling.
In one night, he reached Qi Condensation 3rd Level.
Three days later, he reached the 5th Level.
In a week, he had a strong body like an immortal!
His muscles were defined and his stamina endless.
Even the lingering pain from sleeping with Zhen Rou all those weeks ago was gone.
His life was finally turning around.
Another reward was appearance +20 to Wife!
Zhen Rou was still thick and heavy.
Still the same mountain-crushing woman who could snap a man's spine with her thighs.
But now she turned heads.
Her face had softened into something almost gentle.
The jaw that once looked carved from granite now carried a round, feminine charm.
Her skin glowed like warm honey under sunlight.
Those monstrous breasts, still so large they threatened to rip every robe she owned, now sat higher, prouder as they jiggled with every step she took.
Her waist hadn't narrowed much yet, but her juicy hips had widened into a fertile, swaying cradle that made Outer disciples trip over their own feet when she walked past the lower peaks.
So many stares.
Immortal Officials who once pretended she didn't exist now sent jade slips by the dozens.
"Esteemed Lady Zhen, this humble one has admired you from afar…"
"Though you are unfortunately married, a woman of your new radiance deserves better than a peasant…"
"Divorce is but a formality. Kindly allow me to take you as chief consort…"
They were desperate for her.
Desperate to be crushed under her overweight breasts!
After all, a lot of them had questionable tastes.
Unfortunately for them, Zhen Rou burned every single one without reading past the first line.
Then she would waddle down the mountain paths herself even with all that weight… just to knock on Li Qingmu's shabby little courtyard gate.
"Qingmu… I brought you osmanthus cake."
She'd pant heavily from the journey.
"You said you liked sweet things."
Or she'd wait until dusk as she hid behind a tree like a shy teenage girl.
Then shove a small jade bottle into his hand.
"It's spirit wine. The good kind. It's from Father's cellar so don't get me in trouble."
Sometimes she'd just stand there, twisting the hem of her robe, voice small.
"Can I… come in tonight? Just to sleep."
Li Qingmu never let her just sleep.
He would fulfill his marital rights and pound her.
It was getting to the point he was growing a deep attraction for fat women.
They were so soft to penetrate.
Now, sleeping with her was a frequent hobby.
And the System rewarded him generously.
[Partner has climaxed 17 times in one session!]
[You've been gifted a Dragon Bone Forging Pill!]
[You've pleased your partner to unconsciousness!]
[Zhen Rou Favorability has risen to 70!]
[Your constant need to sleep with Zhen Rou has made her feel more beautiful and wanted!]
[You've received 80 jin of Spirit Rice!]
He went feral.
Morning? He'd kick open her chamber doors while she was mid-meditation, robes half-open, breasts spilling like dough over folded arms.
"Rou'er. I need you. Now."
"But I'm cultivating—"
He'd grab her thick wrist, pull her up as her belly jiggled from the sudden movement.
"I said I want to shower you with love."
She'd blush red, that fearsome boar-faced woman reduced to a shy, obedient wife.
Her father's authority didn't matter in the bedroom!
"Y-, Yes, husband…"
Then the servants outside would press their ears to the door and hear it.
Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!
The wet, meaty slap of hips on fat.
His grunts were animalistic as he crushed her.
"Qingmu~! Qingmuuuu~! S-, Slow dow—ahh~!"
"SHHH! Stop moaning so loud!"
"I can't!"
Her voice was different now… no longer the beastly roar of an ogre woman, but a soft, breathy, dangerously seductive tone that made Li Qingmu's brain melt.
He never slowed down.
He'd flip her over, grab those wide, doughy hips, and rail her until her eyes rolled back and she collapsed face-first into the sheets, tongue out and drooling as her body twitched like a broken puppet.
Then he'd pull out, paint her back white, and watch her lie there panting as sweat pooled beneath her, too used up to even lift a finger.
And she loved it.
Every time.
Even when she could barely walk the next day.
Even when the maids had to carry her to the bath because her legs wouldn't stop shaking.
She'd smile dopily, voice hoarse.
"Come again tonight… okay?"
He always did.
Ten times became fifteen.
Fifteen became twenty-three.
He lost count.
He forgot why he started.
He forgot the Heavenly Governor's threat.
He forgot Ye Lingxiao's smug face.
All he knew was the heat of her body.
The way she whimpered his name now.
The way she clung to him after, chubby arms wrapped around his waist, whispering—
"Stay… just a little longer…"
Zhen Rou tried to read.
He'd have sex with her.
Zhen Rou tried to eat.
He'd have sex with her.
Zhen Rou tried to take a peaceful nap.
He'd have sex with her.
"Husband! At least let me finish a meal—!"
"No."
"But I'm cultivat—KYAA—!"
He was pounding all his frustrations out of her round body each night.
[Dual Cultivation Compatibility +10]
[Aptitude Growth Rate +5%]
[Ding! Zhen Rou's Yin Constitution Strengthened]
Then one lazy afternoon, three months later.
Li Qingmu lounged in his courtyard, shirtless as he fanned himself with a spirit leaf.
Ding!
[Mission "Sleep with Zhen Rou 10 times" completed 37 times. Excess copulations detected. Compensating host for diligence.]
‣ Heaven-grade Fertility Pill x10!
‣ Stage 2 Peach Blossom Pill x3!
A small crimson pouch materialized in his lap.
He opened it.
Ten shimmering turquoise pills.
They pulsed with dense yang Qi.
One whiff made his dragon twitch so hard it slapped against his thigh.
Li Qingmu's eyes widened.
"One of these… I could impregnate an entire sect."
He laughed, wild and manic.
"I could flood the world with my seed!"
A greedy thought flashed: Sell one. Just one.
He'd be swimming in spirit stones.
Then he snarled.
"No! These are mine! I earned them! No other man gets to taste this power!"
He tore the pouch open, grabbed all ten pills, and shoved them into his mouth.
Crunch. Crunch.
Swallowed.
BOOM!
Yang fire exploded in his lower dantian.
His vision went white.
His balls swelled, throbbed, surged with power so dense it felt like twin suns.
Ding!
[Host has consumed TEN Heaven-Grade Fertility Pills simultaneously!]
[Warning: Mortal vessels explode at three!]
[Host's body has been reinforced by dual cultivation and Dragon Bone Forging – Exception applied!]
[Fertility has transcended mortal limits!]
[New Title Unlocked: Virile Beyond Heaven]
[No woman on the Far-Reaching Continent can resist impregnation if she challenges you.]
Li Qingmu grabbed his crotch with both hands.
"MY DICK COULD'VE EXPLODED!?"
No answer.
He adjusted his robes, now painfully tight, and decided he needed to cool off.
So he took a boat down the Spirit Sun Stream all the way to Black Iron Village.
A big merchant town under the sect's protection.
Stalls lined the streets.
Spirit beasts pulled carts.
Cultivators haggled over pills and talismans.
Li Qingmu carried a small but useful spatial ring full of the spirit rice and special herbs he'd fairly won from Ye Zichen in that bet months ago.
He planned to sell the excess.
Meanwhile…
Near the wine flag of Auspicious Cloud Tavern.
A group of Purple Mist Sect disciples in violet robes were causing a scene.
"He was right there buying wine! Where is he!?"
"Senior Brother Zhang said he saw silk threads that looked like blood!"
"We can't go back without them!"
There were nine of them who came to buy wine and now six were missing.
An old merchant with a goat beard leaned on his stall and chuckled.
"It's too late for that now."
The leader grabbed the merchant's collar.
"Speak, old man!"
The merchant knocked the hand away, unafraid.
"Blood Spider Sect came through last night. Two savage beautiful sisters probably took them. They seduce pretty boys and drag them back to their cave for dual cultivation until the Yang essence is sucked dry. Your brothers are probably already husks by now, smiling like idiots while those witches ride them to death."
The Purple Mist disciples went pale.
"I'll save them!"
The leader drew his sword.
The entire market burst into laughter.