Within the Spirit Realm Pearl, three bare forms intertwined, their sweat-slicked, flushed skin pressed close. Lan An gritted his teeth. Though his time with A Lian Ya was brief, he deeply respected her. Her bold spirit, magnanimous heart, and valor rivaling any man made her a standout among Elves, leaving a lasting impression on all who met her.
If A Lian Ya willingly became his, Lan An would cherish her with all his heart. But this situation—born of Yan Yue Qi's scheme for his benefit—left him conflicted. He didn't blame her, yet he refused to succumb to the Eight-Legged Desire Serpent's lustful mist. His rising status and cultivation had tempered his will; he sought to win women through genuine connection, not manipulation.
His body burned, pressed by two heavenly beauties whose intoxicating scents drove him to the edge. Their ardent lips roamed his form, their once-clear eyes now clouded red with desire. Their clothes lay in tatters, and a delicate hand—whose, he couldn't tell—gripped his arousal. The moment teetered on the brink, their bodies poised to merge without prelude, driven by the mist's invasion of their souls.
Hum! Ancient, mystical scriptures of the Immortal Genesis Sutra glowed within Lan An's soul, their chanting purifying his spirit. His eyes cleared, though his body still thrummed with desire, urging him to claim the women beneath him. Forcing control, his gaze sparked with thunder and flame. "Spirit Realm Pearl, restrain A Lian Ya!"
The space complied, locking her exquisite form in place, immobile. Her face, radiant with beauty, pleaded for release through intimacy. Without a word, Lan An laid Yan Yue Qi beneath him, his back arching. With a thrust, he entered her, their bodies joining in fervent rhythm.
"Ah, so good… harder!" Yan Yue Qi moaned, her body writhing, amplifying their friction. Lan An bit gently on her flushed breast, driving deeper, unyielding. The sound of their collision echoed, tormenting A Lian Ya, who wept in frustration, her eyes locked on them.
Yan Yue Qi, lost in ecstasy, moved like a wild mare, letting Lan An ride her freely. "This is your punishment for being reckless!" he thought, increasing his pace without mercy. As their desires peaked, he gently lifted A Lian Ya's trembling form. Sizzle! Tri-Color Tribulation Thunder and Emperor Flame erupted, their combined might targeting the lascivious mist.
The mist, potent as it was, faltered against these supreme attributes. Lan An deftly controlled the thunder and flame, enveloping A Lian Ya without harming her. The mist dissipated slowly, its sizzling retreat a testament to the power of his elements. Though his Strange Fire alone couldn't purge the mist due to his cultivation gap, the Tribulation Thunder tipped the scales—an outcome the serpent couldn't have foreseen.
A Lian Ya's skin blistered under the onslaught, but Nirvana Spirit Water flowed, guided by Lan An, healing her wounds. Devouring Heaven Wood drew ambient spiritual energy, accelerating her recovery. "Ah, I'm dying of pleasure!" Yan Yue Qi cried, oblivious to his dual efforts, her tongue tracing his body as their intimacy intensified.
Normally fiery, her passion now blazed unchecked under the mist's influence. Lan An slapped her hip, and she instinctively shifted, kneeling with her hips raised, revealing her glistening core. He entered from behind, driving deep. "I love you!" she gasped, her breasts swaying with each thrust, her words spilling in a haze.
Her devotion fueled him. "Naughty wife, shake harder, moan louder!" he teased, grinning. Obediently, she swayed her slender waist, her hips dancing, her cries echoing. "So good, you're making me wild! Take Lian Ya too!" she urged, lost in the moment.
Her words stoked his desire, but he focused on his beloved, thrusting with unrestrained force, as if to pierce her core. "Admit your mistake, or I stop!" he growled, plunging deeper. His hands continued purging A Lian Ya's mist, balancing passion and duty.
"Ugh, don't stop… keep going!" Yan Yue Qi whimpered, her body convulsing, her mind clouded by lingering mist. "I was wrong, okay?" she cried, desperate as he paused. Satisfied, he resumed, knowing he could have claimed the Mother-in-Law Conquest Quest by making her call him husband. But his promise to win her fairly held firm.
A Lian Ya's healing lagged under the fierce thunder and flame, but her robust cultivation and the Pearl's dense spiritual energy spared her worse harm.
Ten days passed in a blur. A Lian Ya lay exhausted, her body scarred but mending under Nirvana Spirit Water. Her eyes regained clarity, though her cheeks remained flushed. Beside her, Yan Yue Qi panted, her body drenched in sweat and fluids, radiating sultry satisfaction. She'd lost count of their climaxes, her mist fully purged, leaving her content.
Glancing at A Lian Ya, guilt and regret flickered in her eyes. Slap! Lan An's hand struck her hip, his glare sharp. "Still scheming?" Clad neatly, he channeled the Mysterious Water Cauldron to heal A Lian Ya's lingering wounds, the mist's damage extensive.
"What were you two planning?" A Lian Ya demanded, her voice low. Her sharp mind had pieced together Yan Yue Qi's scheme, especially after the latter spared the serpent from Lan An's Harmonious Spirit Palm. "To make you Tiểu Nam's wife," Yan Yue Qi said, tossing her hair. "He spared your virtue out of respect, but I did it for your good."
"Pah, my good? I trusted you!" A Lian Ya snapped, her chest heaving with anger. She'd aided Yan Yue Qi without hesitation, only to become the target. Her Elven restraint kept her from drawing her blade, but her fury was palpable, her flushed face radiant.
Lan An had draped a robe over her lower body to preserve her dignity. "Hmph, I speak the truth," Yan Yue Qi retorted. "You're a warrior at heart, craving battle. Even Bach Hieu Sinh saw it." A Lian Ya's face darkened. "So what? Want to fight now?" she challenged coldly.
Yan Yue Qi smirked. "If you're so battle-hungry, will you waste your life guarding Elf Island's order while epic wars rage elsewhere?" A Lian Ya fell silent, her own doubts surfacing. Elf Island offered few battles beyond sparring, stifling her warrior spirit.
Seeing her waver, Yan Yue Qi pressed on. "Tiểu Nam's been cultivating mere years, yet his battles shake the heavens. You've heard of his feats, haven't you?" A Lian Ya glanced at Lan An's gentle gaze, nodding. His meteoric rise and legendary clashes were undeniable, stirring her blood.
"Join his harem, and countless thrilling battles await," Yan Yue Qi urged. "Elf Island is paradise for herb-growers and nature-lovers, not warriors like you." A Lian Ya shook her head fiercely. "Enough! I swore to protect Elf Island forever. I won't join your faction!"
"Your ideals are noble, but reality is harsh," Lan An interjected, having been silent. Both women turned to him. "What do you mean?" A Lian Ya asked, biting her lip, her feelings for him complex and unreadable.
"I admire your devotion to Elf Island," Lan An said sincerely, meeting her eyes. "But with your current strength, you can't even defeat me. How will you protect it?" A Lian Ya faltered, speechless.
"The Elf Queen is its true guardian, not you," he continued bluntly. "Even she isn't invincible, nor is Elf Island impregnable. Many forces could threaten it. If Bach Hieu Sinh, for instance, coerced his father to attack the Queen, could Elf Island resist?"
"He wouldn't. The Hundred Spirits Headmaster wouldn't risk his reputation!" A Lian Ya retorted. "What if he acts in secret?" Lan An countered. "A Tribulation Crossing expert like him, striking covertly—could the Queen withstand it? Would other continents' leaders intervene for a non-ally?"
A Lian Ya paled, knowing Bach Hieu Sinh's cunning made such a move plausible if his pursuit of the Queen failed. "And his father, a Formation Master, could trap Elf Island in a grand array," Yan Yue Qi added. A Lian Ya trembled, the scenario chillingly real.
"No rule is eternal—only strength endures," Lan An declared, pounding his chest. "Stay on Elf Island, and in a thousand years, you won't match the Queen's current power. How will you protect it then? Sacrificing your life in vain battles is meaningless."
Before she could respond, he pressed on. "To grow strong enough to shield Elf Island in any crisis, you must face countless life-and-death battles and leverage the harem's resources." Yan Yue Qi pointed to herself. "Look at me. I broke through to Late Refining Void in mere months, thanks to Tiểu Nam. And this…" She summoned the Thunder Emperor Scepter, Tri-Color Tribulation Thunder roaring, two Strange Fires swirling, her aura unleashed fully, pressing toward A Lian Ya.
A Lian Ya's face shifted, stunned. "You could rival the Golden Ranking's top five!" she stammered.