Wei Chen stood in the new alchemy hall of the floating citadel. The room was huge, with golden flames burning in giant cauldrons that he had made with one finger point. Immortal herbs floated in the air around him—rare plants he had pulled from distant continents with a casual wave. His golden sun brand glowed bright, feeding endless Yang fire into the cauldrons without effort.
His three queens lounged nearby on soft jade benches, naked and glowing from the night's cycles. Lin Xue's silver hair spilled over her pale breasts, cool frost qi making the air fresh. Su Mei's crimson skin shone hot, horns curved elegant as she stretched lazy. Tigress Yu's bronze muscles flexed proud, tail swishing slow while she watched her husband with hungry golden eyes.
"Time for pills," Wei Chen said, grin shameless. "God-grade. Easy."
He pointed one finger at the first cauldron. Immortal qi gathered thick—herbs crushing themselves into liquid, mixing perfect. In seconds, a golden pill formed: Immortal Harmony Pill. One swallow could heal any wound, boost core strength ten times, and fix hidden injuries forever.
Lin Xue stood graceful, walking close. "Test on me, husband."
He pulled her into his lap—thrusting deep into her cool channel with one smooth move. She moaned soft, walls gripping frost-tight as he pounded steady. "Feel the pill energy," he said, feeding raw essence into her while refining more pills.
Su Mei joined, kneeling to lick where they joined—warm tongue teasing his shaft and Lin Xue's clit. "Make poison pills too. For enemies."
Yu growled approval, massive hands kneading Lin Xue's breasts rough. "Husband genius. Stronger pills mean stronger pride."
Wei Chen laughed, climax building fast. He filled Lin Xue deep—hot seed scorching sweet, triggering her small breakthrough. At the same moment, ten Immortal Harmony Pills popped out of the cauldron, perfect gold.
Next, he pointed at another cauldron. Black herbs mixed with his Yang drop—forming One-Drop God Poison Pills. One pill could kill an immortal emperor in heartbeats, turning body to ash from inside.
"Done," he said casual. "Now scouts."
He waved hand—spiritual sense spreading across immortal realms like net. Genius mind scanned billions in seconds, picking top prodigies.
First find: Long Tian. Young dragon-blood swordsman fighting a god-beast alone on a storm continent. Sword qi slashed lightning, but beast cornered him.
Wei Chen pointed one finger across distance—golden beam shooting, piercing beast heart. It exploded into light. Long Tian stared shocked as Wei Chen's voice echoed in his mind: "Come to Yang Dragon Sect. Be my disciple."
Long Tian knelt instant. "Master!"
Next: Huo Feng. Hot-headed phoenix inheritor challenging a fire sect elder. Flames clashed epic, but elder suppressed him.
Wei Chen's finger point—gentle fire boost surging into Huo Feng, letting him reverse and burn elder's defenses. Elder fled. Huo Feng bowed to the sky. "I come, master!"
Xuan Shi: Quiet stone titan body refiner holding a mountain against lava flood. Body cracked but unyielding.
Wei Chen pointed—healing pill flying across realms, landing in Xuan Shi's hand. Wounds healed instant, body forging stronger. Xuan Shi's deep voice rumbled thanks. "Disciple reports."
Female prodigies next.
Mei Ling: Charm illusion mistress trapped in a demon auction—bidders fighting for her. Illusions confused them, but chains held.
Wei Chen's finger snapped chains from distance, shadow veils cloaking her escape. Her playful voice laughed in his mind. "Master saves pretty girl? I join!"
Bing Qing: Ice sword saintess dueling a jealous rival sect. Swords clashed frost-sharp, but rival's numbers pressed.
Wei Chen sent frost boost mirroring Lin Xue's—Bing Qing's blade exploding ice domain, freezing rivals solid. She bowed graceful. "Honored to serve ice master's husband."
The main five gathered fast—teleported to the citadel gate by Wei Chen's casual wave.
They knelt as one. Long Tian led: "We swear loyalty. Teach us your dao."
Wei Chen grinned. "Welcome. First gift—pills."
He tossed each an Immortal Harmony Pill. They swallowed—power exploding, cores jumping realms instant. Eyes shone worship.
"Scripture tomorrow," he said. "Tonight—celebrate."
The three queens led him to the new celestial hot spring—natural pool steaming immortal qi, surrounded by glowing flowers.
"Reward time," Su Mei purred, pushing him into water.
Lin Xue straddled first—cool body sinking onto his length underwater, walls gripping frost-hot contrast. "Husband's genius deserves this."
She rode slow—silver hair floating, breasts bouncing soft waves. Climax hit her moaning—frozen spasms milking him, frost qi cooling spring perfect.
Su Mei switched—scorching heat mounting reverse, ass cheeks spreading as she slammed down brutal. "Fuck your demon queen hard."
He gripped horns, pounding savage—balls slapping wet crimson. She squirted demonic essence steaming water, walls clenching addictive.
Yu tackled primal—lifting him out to pool edge, beast ride standing powerful. "Breed tiger wife!"
He slammed deep—tail gripped tight, bronze body bouncing feral. Yu roared loud—walls spasming wild, earth qi making spring quake gentle.
Climaxes chained endless—queens switching turns, mouths and hands joining everywhere. Wei Chen filled each deep multiple times—seed thick and hot, triggering small breakthroughs again.
Water glowed from their essence—hot spring turning immortal treasure.
Disciples watched respectful from distance—power surge inspiring them.
But scouts reported: jealous immortal sect alliance forming—emperors sensing the new sect's rise.
Wei Chen relaxed in queens' arms, finger pointing lazy at horizon. A warning poison pill flew—landing in alliance leader's wine far away.
Leader drank—body ash in seconds.
"Problem solved," he said casual.
The queens laughed devoted.
Yang Dragon Sect's legend began.
To be Continued
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