"Consummate the marriage?"

Tianming had expected the four women to be furious after this "grand" wedding. But it seemed that Imperator Long was even more eager for the next step than he was. But he wasn't so naive to think that they genuinely intended to sleep with him. For one thing, the circumstances were all wrong; for another, they were famous for their “iron-clad” girdles of chastity and impossibly high standards for men. How could they be anticipating anything physical? Her concession was purely a display of power.

As they were still in full public view, Tianming couldn’t appear weak. So he turned to Wei Jing and asked, "Is the bridal chamber ready?"

"Why bother preparing a bridal chamber for concubines? Just go back to your Kunruler Palace and tone it down a little,” Wei Jing replied.

The whole affair was incredibly sloppy, but they had gone through the motions. The brides arrived, the ceremony took place, and on paper, at least, the wedding was over.

Tianming then looked at Imperator Long.

“What are you looking at? Lead the way,” she said coldly.

“Let’s go.”

Tianming was on his own turf, and being their shared husband, he comfortably maintained an air of authority as he headed for the Kunruler Palace. Imperator Long and her three elder sisters shared a meaningful glance before following Tianming.

“That’s it? They’re entering the bridal chamber?"

"That's too fast!"

"How ruthless..."

"I wonder if something will happen."

"It’ll be fine. Imperator Skyplunder wouldn’t put on an act for the sake of appearances. They won the bet quite decisively!”

"That's true!"

"The only thing I'm curious about now is precisely how these five will consummate their marriage."

"I can’t even begin to imagine it"

It wasn't just the others who found it hard to imagine; after stepping inside the Kunruler Palace and gazing up at their towering breasts, Tianming himself couldn't picture it.

They were now completely alone inside the palace, save perhaps for Li Tianzi, who was likely keeping watch outside during his brother's wedding night. Without onlookers, the atmosphere became overwhelmingly quiet.

Imperator Long suddenly turned around, her powerful aura crashing down on Tianming with the weight of 100,000 stars. Any ordinary heavencosmic god would have succumbed to the pressure. However, her suppression had no effect on Tianming thanks to the skypole stars. He simply met her gaze, experiencing no discomfort aside from a slight strain in his neck.

"Your father’s truly fearless. Isn't he afraid I'll crush you to death right now?" Imperator Long said calmly.

"You've got him wrong. He's timid and careful. He's probably squatting by the door right now, listening in. The second the skypole stars signal danger, he'll storm right in here," Tianming said truthfully.

"When did the mighty Imperator Skyplunder sink to such depravity?" Imperator Long mocked.

"The winner is king, the defeated are condemned. You made the bet, so don't be a sore loser," Tianming said.

"Who's a sore loser? Haven’t I come to marry you? I’ve even entered the bridal chamber! Now what?" Imperator Long leaned down, her delicate features hovering above Tianming’s head as her cold eyes fixed on him.

"That’s it," Tianming said bluntly.

"Don’t you want children? Come on." Spreading her arms wide in an unguarded posture, Imperator Long looked at Tianming with utter contempt. "I'll stand right here. And if you can't reach me, I'll lie down. So stop wasting time."

Tianming laughed and shook his head. "Please, you're the most beautiful imperator in the Realm of Chaos, not some brood sow. Who could possibly be in the mood with that sort of attitude?”

A laugh escaped her lips. Yueling Long shot a cold glance at Tianming. "This is all empty talk to hide your impotence and the fact that you’ve got no balls. You tease and insult us, but now that we're right in front of you, you cower like a eunuch. Do you know what this means?"

Before Tianming could answer, she continued, "You've exposed your shaky foundation by competing with us for influence. Sure, you’re strong on the outside, but inside, you're just as hollow as your weak and incompetent body. The meat’s right in front of you, but you just can’t sink your teeth into it.”

Tianming was surprised to find the noble and revered Imperator Long so sharp-tongued and feisty when forced down to his level. Contrary to the stories about her, she was acting like a demanding girlfriend. She had always been a ruthless genius, so her current behavior made perfect sense.

Repeatedly being shamed in this regard had truly hit a nerve with Tianming. Although he knew she was testing him, backing down would mean the wedding was all for nothing.

So he calmly said, "Imperator Long, you should think this through. I may not like you or have any interest in you, but if you keep pushing me, then I'll show you that I've never cared about the consequences. Though our sizes differ, you should understand that it still counts even if it goes in a little. You’ll no longer be pure."

Imperator Long’s expression hardened as she stared coldly at him.

"Are you going to cooperate? Then I won't hold back anymore!" Tianming said as he undressed. The mood was right, and heat began to rise. Her height didn’t matter anymore; he was ready to go.

"That’s enough..."

Pulling Imperator Long back, Imperator Ji said softly, "We're a family now, so there’s no need to get upset. There isn't true affection between us yet, and our husband’s still young. Intimacy is out of the question for the moment. Let's focus on getting along and building our relationship first. We can talk about marital intimacy when it feels right.”

"A family?" Tianming wasn't afraid to confront Imperator Long, but Imperator Ji's words made him wary. "Aren't you going back to Yueling Starcage?" he asked.

Shaking her head, Imperator Ji chuckled. "Surely you’re joking, husband. As your concubines, we’re bound to this family. How could we return to our maiden home? It would mean that we're divorced.”

Glancing around, she added, "The Kunruler Palace is nice. This will be our home from now on."

"Yes, it's nice. If your second son were still alive, he’d fit right in here as my stepson." Tianming nodded.

Imperator Ji chuckled softly. "My lord, those children are just test subjects. They’re not important."

Her casual delivery earned Tianming’s admiration. She was incredibly patient. At the same time, their firm resolve was exasperating. Although he wasn’t afraid of a direct confrontation, the silent threat of them lurking next to him was another matter. He worried about the moments he might let his focus slip, and any opportunistic strike that harmed those around him would be troubling, even if he himself remained unscathed.

"Please show us where we’ll be staying, husband." Imperator Ji pulled her three sisters along, displaying all the gentle, considerate warmth of an eldest sibling.

"Li Tianming, if you want us out of here, it's simple. Agree to one condition, and we'll leave right away," Imperator Long said, arching an eyebrow.