Dual Cultivation: Gathering SSS-Rank Wives in the Cultivation World-Chapter 367- Very Sharp Yu Xiang

Her golden irises went wide with shock as she felt the intrusion. Her mouth had been slightly parted from breathing, and he took advantage, pushing forward until the thick cockhead slipped between her teeth.

It was too big to fit comfortably. The girth stretched her lips painfully, straining the corners of her mouth. Her teeth grazed the sensitive underside of his cockhead, making him exhale slowly through his nose.

She blinked twice, processing what was happening.

"Mmph... ’usband?" Her voice was muffled around his cock.

"Yeah," he said simply, his grip tightening slightly on her ears. "I’m here."

Her tongue moved instinctively, giving the underside of his cockhead a slow, deliberate lick. The taste hit her immediately—salt, musk, and the unmistakable flavor of feminine arousal. Another woman’s pussy juice coated his cock, mixing with his natural taste.

Akane pulled back slightly, his cock slipping from her mouth with a wet ’pop’. A string of saliva connected her bottom lip to his tip before breaking.

"So you’re finally here, husband," she said, her voice carrying that regal tone even while naked and marked. She tucked one strand of silver hair behind her pointed ear, those golden eyes looking up at him with a mix of affection and mild accusation.

She opened her mouth again, this time deliberately, and gave his cockhead another long lick. Her tongue swirled around the crown, lapping at it like a cat with cream.

"I can smell another woman on it," Akane said matter-of-factly, her eyes narrowing slightly. "So you did it with someone else just now."

Tianlong nodded without shame. "I did."

He expected jealousy. Maybe anger.

Instead, Akane just sighed, shaking her head with an expression that was equal parts exasperation and acceptance. She was used to this by now.

But before she could take him back into her mouth, Tianlong retreated. His cock slipped free, glistening with her saliva.

Akane slowly stood, her body unfolding from the lotus position with fluid grace. Her nine tails swished behind her as she turned to face him fully, and the movement made her massive breasts sway heavily. His gaze dropped to them—those perfect, pillowy mounds—before rising back to her face.

She opened her mouth to speak—

Tianlong moved.

He stepped behind her in one smooth motion and wrapped his arms around her body, pulling her back against his chest. His hands slid upward, cupping her breasts from below. The soft flesh overflowed between his fingers, warm and yielding. Her hard nipples pressed into his palms, and he squeezed gently, feeling her gasp.

His cock, now fully hard at nine inches, pressed directly into the crack of her ass. The thick shaft slid between her plush cheeks, the heat of it making her shiver. He ground forward slowly, letting her feel every inch, every vein pulsing against her soft skin.

Her nine tails were trapped between their bodies, the soft fur creating an additional layer of cushioning that made her feel even more warm and plush against him.

He leaned down, his lips finding her pointed fox ear. His teeth grazed the sensitive tip before his tongue traced the edge slowly.

"What happened?" he murmured against her ear, his hot breath making her tremble. "You don’t look good."

Akane’s breath hitched. Her body went tense in his arms, and he felt her heartbeat accelerate against his chest.

"It’s... it’s moving," she whispered, her voice barely audible.

Tianlong froze. "What’s moving?"

Instead of answering verbally, Akane grabbed one of his hands from her breast. She guided it downward slowly—past the valley between her tits, over her toned stomach, until his palm rested flat on her lower abdomen.

On the subtle bulge there.

"Our child," she breathed.

The moment his hand made contact, he felt it.

A flutter. Weak, but unmistakable. Movement beneath the skin, like a tiny hand pressing outward from the inside. The sensation traveled through his palm, up his arm, directly into his consciousness.

’Our child. My heir.’

Tianlong’s golden eyes widened.

The room went completely silent.

Behind them, both Yuna and Yu Xiang stopped their glaring match mid-breath. Their heads turned in perfect unison toward the couple, eyes widening as they processed what they were seeing.

Even Sylvea looked up from her comic, her jade eyes focusing on where Tianlong’s large hand rested on Akane’s belly.

They all saw it clearly.

Tianlong standing behind Akane, his naked body pressed against hers. Her nine tails splayed between them. His muscular arms wrapped around her body—one hand cupping her breast, the other covering that small but unmistakable bulge on her lower stomach. The belly that proved she was carrying his child.

"The baby... it moved," Sylvea whispered, more to herself than anyone else. Her voice was filled with wonder and something else—longing, perhaps.

Akane’s face flushed with a complex mix of emotions—pride, embarrassment, joy, vulnerability. Her hand covered Tianlong’s, pressing it more firmly against her belly as if to share the sensation more completely with him.

Her pregnancy wasn’t obvious yet. The bulge was subtle, small enough that someone might mistake it for her having gained a little weight. But it was there. Real. Growing.

’Six months compressed, thanks to the time dilation and my Imperial Seed,’ Tianlong thought, his mind calculating. ’She’ll give birth soon. The first of my heirs in the Ancient Realm.’

His gaze slowly lifted, traveling across the room until it landed on Sylvea.

The elf immediately stiffened like she’d been struck by lightning. Her green hair seemed to stand on end, and her jade eyes went wide as saucers when they met his.

"Come here," he commanded, his voice leaving no room for argument.

Sylvea hesitated for only a heartbeat before standing. Her legs trembled slightly as she walked across the room, each step careful and measured. When she reached them, she stopped with her head averted, unable to meet his eyes directly. Her pointed ears twitched nervously.

Tianlong released Akane’s breast and reached out, placing his palm flat on Sylvea’s stomach. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"What about you?" he asked quietly.

Sylvea flinched at the touch like she’d been burned. Her whole body went rigid, muscles tensing beneath smooth skin.

"I... I..." she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper.

His hand pressed more firmly, feeling the toned muscle beneath her flat belly. There was nothing there. No bulge. No movement. Just the firm abs of someone who’d trained their body for centuries.

Of course not.

Akane had been the first one he’d impregnated after entering the Ancient Realm. The timeline made sense. Sylvea was more recent—only knocked up a few weeks ago at most. Even with accelerated gestation from his Imperial Seed, it would take more time before any visible signs appeared.

Still, the knowledge seemed to create a strange tension in the room. An unspoken hierarchy was forming among his wives.

’Pregnant versus not pregnant,’ Tianlong thought. ’They’re already competing.’

From behind him, he heard footsteps approaching.

Yu Xiang walked over slowly, her black robe swishing around her legs with each step. She stopped beside him, close enough that her breast brushed against his bare arm.

"I would also get a belly," she said, her voice carrying that teasing lilt. But underneath was something else—insecurity masked as confidence. Competition disguised as playfulness.

Tianlong turned his head to look at her, one eyebrow raised in amusement.

Then he chuckled, the sound low and rumbling in his chest. "Are you trying to get under Yuna’s skin?"

Yu Xiang rolled her eyes dramatically, though a smirk played at the corners of her lips. "I already knew you were going to claim that girl. I put her in her place long before you woke up."