At this moment, Wang Yue was already at the martial arts training grounds, continuing to deduce his martial skills. He had no idea that his cautionary advice had not made his two little nieces cautious at all; instead, it had led them to plan a "let's all do it" scheme.
After another day of hard work, Wang Yue could finally integrate the properties of the Eight-Level Great Gale into the simple straight-strike move of the Jade-Shattering Palm. Although he could currently only complete one True Qi rotation, making the move's power four times that of an ordinary attack—far from the thirty-two times offered by the Eight-Level Great Gale—it was a good start. As long as he continued to deduce the technique, he would eventually be able to incorporate this property into the moves of the Jade-Shattering Palm, and even more martial skills, and the number of True Qi rotations could continue to increase. The difficulty of True Qi rotation in these moves was much greater than in the Eight-Level Great Gale, and the number of rotations would never be able to compare to the Gale, but the power would still be greatly enhanced. Take the Jade-Shattering Palm, for example. It was originally only a Profound-rank High-grade martial skill, and because it focused more on the variation of the moves, its power was only twice that of a normal attack. However, if he could complete two True Qi rotations, it would possess eight times the power of a normal attack, which was already comparable to an Earth-rank High-grade or even Peak-grade martial skill. Even if Wang Yue's True Qi purity did not increase further, he was confident that he could push the True Qi rotations of other martial skills to three times. At that point, the Wang family's Jade-Shattering Palm would reach the power level of Heaven-rank martial skills. The only pity was that Wang Yue still couldn't overcome the issue of charge-up time required for the Eight-Level Great Gale's execution. Coupled with the fact that the Jade-Shattering Palm had only completed its simplest move so far, he still had a long way to go.
Thanks to the bragging of Wang Qianqian and Wang Shanshan in their rooms, by evening, everyone within the Wang family estate knew that they had also successfully dual cultivated with Wang Yue, their cultivation having leaped directly from the Body Tempering Realm to the eighth layer of the Mind-Nourishing Realm, not far from the Earth Abyss Realm. Upon hearing this news, those who knew the truth couldn't help but inwardly curse Wang Yue as a beast, not even sparing such young children. However, those who didn't understand the truth were all overjoyed. They were happy not just for the two little girls but also for themselves. The first time they tried, Wang Qianqian and Wang Shanshan also failed, just like them, yet now they had suddenly succeeded. What did this prove? It proved that one failure didn't mean perpetual failure—everyone still had a chance.
So, that night, Wang Yue (another woman named Wang Yue) was the first to come knocking, absolutely insistent on trying with Wang Yue again. The next day, under the coordination of Liu Ruoshi, there was another full-member attempt. Unsurprisingly, not a single one succeeded. Liu Ruoshi no longer wanted to summarize any rules for this, because the only rule of this thing was its absolute lack of rules—it was like an uncontrolled lottery where everything depended on fate. However, the fact that Qianqian and Shanshan could succeed meant that everyone had hope. As long as they waited patiently and tried every few days, the day of success would eventually come.
After trying with everyone, Wang Yue was about to leave, but Liu Ruoshi called out to him. "Grandma, is something the matter?" Facing his grandmother, even though his cultivation was now higher than hers, Wang Yue felt extremely guilty. The Wang family had only seventeen women besides him, the only man, and he had already "corrupted" seven of them. If his grandmother ever found out, the consequences were unthinkable.
Liu Ruoshi was naturally unaware of her grandson's thoughts. She smiled kindly and said, "Tomorrow, the three major families of Jinling, along with the Bao and Feng families of Gusu, will organize a summit. You will represent the Wang family to attend." Gusu was also a first-tier major city, located between Jinling and Tianhai. Before the spiritual energy resurgence, the two cities were practically adjacent; now, they were thousands of miles apart. The Bao family and the Feng family held a status in Gusu similar to that of the three major families in Jinling. They had cooperated for many years and were considered relatively close allies.
"Me?" Wang Yue was stunned. For the past three years, due to his Eldest Aunt Chen Rong's weak character, his mother's detached personality, Aunt Yan's lack of formal status, and Third Aunt Huang Yuexiang's brilliant talent but somewhat homebody nature, all such summit events for the Wang family were attended by Liu Xinru. He hadn't expected his grandmother to ask him to represent the family this time. It was clear that his grandmother was officially starting to groom him to become the family's patriarch. Wang Yue was not opposed to this. It wasn't that he was greedy for power, but as the only man in the family, he had to take on this responsibility and build a bright future for all the beautiful women in the family, big and small. He was very willing to do so.
"But what about Eldest Sister-in-law's side?" Wang Yue asked deliberately. Given his relationship with his Eldest Sister-in-law, she naturally wouldn't compete with him for the role, but his grandmother didn't know about that, so he had to maintain the pretense.
"I've already spoken with her. It was her suggestion that you go," Liu Ruoshi said with a smile. She was very pleased to see her juniors deferring to each other instead of engaging in infighting.
Looking at his grandmother's smile, Wang Yue couldn't help but be momentarily lost. In his memory, his grandmother was a very strict, even rigid person; he had hardly ever seen her smile since childhood. He hadn't expected her to be so beautiful when she smiled. Even when she wasn't smiling, Grandma was a great beauty, but because of her personality, Wang Yue had always held her in awe and respect. Plus, he was used to it, and with his mother, such a flawless person, as a comparison, he didn't give it much thought. Because of that ingrained childhood respect, Wang Yue dared not have any inappropriate thoughts about his grandmother. He quickly snapped out of his daze and nodded, "Good, Grandma, don't worry, I will certainly do well."
"Good, you go and prepare well." Liu Ruoshi's smile vanished as quickly as it had appeared, but that exquisite moment was deeply etched in Wang Yue's mind.
After leaving his grandmother's main residence, Wang Yue headed straight for his Eldest Sister-in-law Liu Xinru's house. He wasn't nervous about the summit tomorrow, even though it would be his first time attending such an event. After all, this was an era where strength reigned supreme. With his current Heavenly Origin Realm Peak cultivation, he was, at least openly, the top martial artist in the entire Jinling region, with only the general director of the Jinling branch of the Martial Alliance being his sole peer. But with his True Qi being over thirty times purer than that of ordinary martial artists, Wang Yue was confident that even the Martial Alliance leader would be no match for him. With strength comes confidence; nervousness simply didn't exist! However, despite not being nervous, he still needed to take it seriously. If he lost his composure at the summit, it would be a disgrace to the entire Wang family. The Wang family's Eldest Sister-in-law had the most experience in this area, so Wang Yue naturally went to seek her advice.
"Dad!" As soon as he entered the door, Wang Qianqian and Wang Shanshan cheered and rushed into Wang Yue's arms.
"My good girls." Wang Yue extended his arms, holding one little niece on each side, and brought them into the living room. Watching this scene, Liu Xinru suddenly felt a momentary illusion, as if Wang Yue were truly her husband, forming a happy and warm family of four with their two daughters. However, the harsh reality quickly snapped her out of that fleeting happiness—the moment the three of them sat down in the living room, Wang Qianqian immediately pulled open Wang Yue's pants, took out his soft dick, and began playing with it. What daughter starts playing with her father's dick the moment he walks in the door? Watching Wang Yue's dick rapidly grow hard in her daughter's small hands, Liu Xinru felt both shame and anger. She snapped, "Qianqian, what are you doing?"
"I missed Dad's Big Dick, so I'm saying hello to it," Wang Qianqian said with a grin. "Mom, don't you miss your Big Dick little brother?"
"Talk nonsense again, and I'll tear your mouth off!" Liu Xinru was furious with her daughter, but she had to admit that she really did miss her Big Dick little brother. She thought about him every day, even right after he had fucked her and she had no physical need.
With "Dad" Wang Yue present, Wang Qianqian wasn't afraid of her mother at all. She made a face at her mother, then lay down on Wang Yue's lap, opened her small mouth, and took his glans in, sucking it a few times. She didn't forget to call her sister: "Shanshan, you come too." Wang Shanshan's face was flushed, seemingly very shy, but her actions were not slow at all. She immediately leaned down and joined her sister, sucking and licking their little uncle's dick. They had learned all of this from the videos of their mother and auntie, and the materials they had secretly copied, and they had been eager to try it with Dad.
Since her own lewd behavior had been watched from beginning to end by her two daughters, Liu Xinru was utterly helpless in front of Wang Yue. She decided to avert her eyes and stood up, saying, "You can do as you please. I'm going back to my room."
"Sister-in-law, don't go! I have something I need to discuss with you," Wang Yue quickly called out.
"What is it?" Liu Xinru asked, her heart pounding. She wondered if this little rascal wanted her to lick his dick along with their two daughters. To be honest, she was a little tempted. She felt like she was sick; her obsession with Wang Yue's dick had reached an extreme point. Even when she had no physical need, she wished she could hold it in her hand or keep it in her mouth at all times. If her daughters weren't present today, she knew she would have acted exactly like Qianqian.
"I'm representing the family at the summit tomorrow, and I wanted to ask you what I should pay attention to," Wang Yue said.
Liu Xinru remembered the important business and sat back down. She said, "Actually, there's not much to worry about. We martial artists value unconstrained conduct. There aren't so many rules and formalities. Just don't be too outlandish." As she spoke, Liu Xinru couldn't help but steal glances at Wang Yue's Big Dick, which was glistening with her two daughters' saliva. She felt an intense craving. She really wanted to lick and suck it like her daughters.
Little did she know, Wang Yue was ecstatic inside. Talking to his sister-in-law while having her two daughters lick his dick right in front of her was absolutely thrilling! To prolong the scene, Wang Yue searched for conversation topics, asking, "For example? What would be considered too outlandish?"
"For example, using vulgar language at the banquet, getting into arguments with people, chewing loudly while eating, and so on..." Liu Xinru said, her beautiful eyes gradually shifting from sneaking glances to staring unblinkingly at the scene of her two daughters licking Wang Yue's dick.
"Then what kind of clothes should I wear tomorrow?"
...
Wang Yue and Liu Xinru continued their desultory conversation, but their attention was focused on the two little girls, or more accurately, on what they were doing. Liu Xinru had dual cultivated with Wang Yue the night before last. At that time, she and Tang Yuerou had climaxed more than seven times, so she had no physical need now. But seeing Wang Yue's dick, she still couldn't resist wanting to take it into her mouth. Wang Yue was, needless to say, on cloud nine. Although the two little girls' oral skills still needed improvement—it wasn't as satisfying as their mother, and certainly not as comfortable as direct fucking—the psychological thrill of the situation was top-tier. In this excited state, Wang Yue's endurance diminished even further. After only a few short minutes, he ejaculated, stimulated by his two little nieces.
Wang Qianqian quickly covered Little Uncle's glans with her mouth, allowing the surges of semen to spray entirely into her small mouth. After Wang Yue finished, Wang Qianqian neither spat out the semen nor immediately swallowed it. Instead, she pulled her sister close, kissed her small mouth, and shared half of the mouthful of semen with her. The two sisters then simultaneously swallowed it down with a gulp. Seeing this, Wang Yue was instantly stimulated to get hard again, and he was also slightly astonished: I didn't expect Sister-in-law to teach them this. What a good mother! Similarly astonished, Liu Xinru was thinking, That little rascal is a pervert. How could he demean his two nieces like this by teaching them these things? Little did she know, the two little girls had come up with this idea all on their own.
"Mom, you come too!" After swallowing the semen, the thoughtful Wang Qianqian invited her mother...
Liu Xinru ultimately couldn't bring herself to join her two daughters in licking Wang Yue's dick, but she watched them help Wang Yue climax three more times. Then, Wang Yue left. It wasn't that he didn't want to get down to business, but the mother and daughters were all currently out of the "available for intercourse" period. Although he had only allowed his two little nieces to climax three times each last night, which might seem insufficient, their age was too young, and their desire was far less intense than that of mature women. Those three extreme climaxes were enough to satisfy their bodies for a full week.
Buzz Buzz
Returning to his residence, Wang Yue was about to choose a few outfits for the summit tomorrow when his wrist communicator suddenly vibrated.
"Elder Aunt?" Seeing the caller ID, Wang Yue was slightly puzzled. Why would his Elder Aunt want to call him? She wasn't someone with free time on her hands. With a bit of doubt, Wang Yue accepted the video call. Immediately, a virtual figure appeared before him. This was a woman about 1.75 meters tall, with long, slightly curly dark hair draped behind her like a large wave. Her unadorned face was stunningly beautiful, second only to his mother Su Mengyan among all the women Wang Yue had met, and on par with his Little Aunt Su Mengqing. She wore a black, long, one-piece dress, similar to an evening gown, with dark gold patterns inscribed on it, giving her a mysterious and noble air. The impressive curve of her chest pushed the dress into an exaggerated arc, and her tall, straight figure gave off a powerful sense of oppression.
"Little Yue'er, I hear you'll be representing the Wang family at the summit tomorrow. How are your preparations going?" the woman asked with a smile, her tone slightly teasing, and she winked her right eye, just like a flirtatious older woman teasing a younger man. However, Wang Yue would never think of her as frivolous or promiscuous because of this. This was his mother Su Mengyan's biological older sister, Wang Yue's Elder Aunt Su Mengyun, the current patriarch of the Su family, and the most powerful woman in Jinling, bar none. Only when facing Wang Yue would she show this seemingly improper side. With only twin daughters and no son, she had always treated Wang Yue like her own son. Only in front of him would she drop all pretense, no longer the strong, formidable woman that everyone feared, but a playful and occasionally mischievous little woman.
In fact, Su Mengyun wasn't the only one who was different on the inside. Little Aunt Su Mengqing was similar. His Little Aunt, the president of the Jinling Adventurer Association, who seemed like a goddess of war, was secretly very fond of relying on others. It's why she fell deeply in love with Wang Yue after he rescued her like a deity descending from the heavens. All of this was probably due to the upheaval thirty years ago. Thinking of this, Wang Yue couldn't help but admire his maternal grandfather, who, through his own efforts, forced his three daughters to mask their true natures. The mischievous Elder Aunt had to force herself to become strong to control her own destiny. The gentle, dependent Little Aunt learned independence from an early age and grew up to become the president of the Jinling Adventurer Association through her own efforts. As for his mother, Wang Yue firmly believed that her detachment was not her true nature, either. She was simply hurt more deeply, so her true self was buried even deeper and had never been revealed to anyone. But Wang Yue had absolute confidence that he could help his mother resolve her inner turmoil and restore her true self.
"Hey, why aren't you saying anything?" Seeing Wang Yue space out, Su Mengyun pouted, asking with a look of dissatisfaction. If the tens of millions of martial artists and commoners in Jinling could see their most powerful Queen having such a cute, little-girl side, countless jaws would drop. Wang Yue snapped back to attention and smiled, "Nothing, I was just thinking about what clothes I should wear tomorrow."
"Just wear something moderately formal; there aren't so many strict rules," Su Mengyun said carelessly. Then, her expression suddenly became serious: "However, don't be too careless. I just received information that in addition to the Feng and Bao families, a mysterious dignitary from Tianhai might also be attending tomorrow."
"A dignitary from Tianhai?" Wang Yue frowned slightly. "Who is it?"
Su Mengyun shook her head, "I don't know. The Feng family seems rather secretive about it. They only subtly hinted at it and didn't say anything more." Seeing Wang Yue pondering, Su Mengyun added, "But you don't need to be too nervous. You have your Elder Aunt here for you."
Wang Yue immediately laughed, "I know. I'm still a child, after all. Even if I make a slight faux pas, I'm sure the great dignitary won't hold it against me."
"Good, as long as you're not stressed. I'm only telling you so you can be mentally prepared." Su Mengyun was a very busy person, managing the entire operations of the Su family, so she ended the communication after finishing the serious business.
Wang Yue, however, secretly wondered if the so-called dignitary could be Li Yuankui's father, Li Chonghe. Martial artists from top-tier cities, especially high-level ones, were extremely proud and would not easily come to a "lower-tier" city like Jinling. Only Li Chonghe would likely come personally to investigate after being unable to contact his son. Although this was much earlier than his Little Aunt had predicted, the possibility of an unforeseen circumstance couldn't be ruled out. But even if it was Li Chonghe, Wang Yue wasn't too worried. He was already at the Heavenly Origin Realm Peak, and his true combat strength far exceeded his realm. He wasn't afraid even when facing ordinary Authentic Unity Realm masters. Besides, even if Li Chonghe came, he would need to investigate first. By the time he found out anything substantial, Wang Yue might already be at a comparable or even stronger cultivation level than him, so what was there to fear?
To conserve his energy for tomorrow, Wang Yue rested alone at home that night (well, the truth was that his women were all still in the "recovery period" and not suitable for dual cultivation).
The next morning, Wang Yue arrived alone at a seven-star hotel in the city center, where the summit was to be held. The summit wasn't scheduled to start until the afternoon, but Wang Yue came early because he wanted to pay his respects to the representatives of the Feng and Bao families from Gusu in advance. Since these two families had a long-standing cooperative relationship with the three major families of Jinling, and it was Wang Yue's first time attending such a gathering, meeting them beforehand was necessary. The representatives of the two Gusu families had arrived yesterday and were staying at this very hotel.
In a presidential suite, Wang Yue first met with the Feng family representative. He was a middle-aged martial artist, tall and handsome with thick eyebrows and fierce eyes, named Feng Haopeng, the current patriarch of the Gusu Feng family and a strong practitioner at the Heavenly Origin Realm Early-stage.
"Junior Nephew Wang Yue, greetings to Uncle Feng," Wang Yue was not an uncouth person and did not show arrogance despite his higher cultivation level.
Feng Haopeng smiled and held Wang Yue's arms, saying, "I haven't seen you in years, Little Yue. You've grown so much and are so handsome. It's a shame you're already engaged to the Chen family. Otherwise, Uncle Feng would really have liked you to be my son-in-law."
"Uncle Feng, you jest. How are Grandpa Feng and everyone else?" Wang Yue inquired.
"Good, everyone's doing well. Come, sit down and talk." Feng Haopeng settled Wang Yue in the living room and then suddenly sighed. "Little Yue, don't be sad about what happened three years ago," Feng Haopeng carefully chose his words, offering comfort. "It's often said that fortune favors the virtuous. Maybe it was actually a good thing. Martial artists have been trapped in secret realms before, sometimes for a long time, but when they came out, their cultivation had greatly increased. Perhaps your father and the others are the same."
"Thank you, Uncle Feng. We all think so too," Wang Yue said gratefully, though he was not optimistic inside. While it was true that martial artists who were trapped in a secret realm for ten, twenty, or even up to a year had returned with increased cultivation, the men of the three major families had been missing for three years. And Wang Yue had the memories of his past life, knowing they wouldn't appear for another three years. Was it even possible for a secret realm to trap people for six or more years?
Seeing Wang Yue look a little downcast, Feng Haopeng immediately changed the subject, smiling, "Little Yue, what good things has the Wang family prepared to trade at this summit? Can you give Uncle Feng a little sneak peek?"
This so-called Martial Artist Summit was essentially a gathering initiated by their five families, where martial artists and lone cultivators of all sizes from both cities could trade and collaborate. During the meeting, in addition to seeking partners, many people would bring items that they or their factions didn't need to exchange or simply sell for credit points. The five initiating families typically took the lead, bringing many items each time. These items might not be much to the five families, but they were very precious to lower-level martial artists—the kind of things money couldn't buy.
Wang Yue knew Feng Haopeng was just joking to shift the conversation, so he smiled and said, "I'm not sure about that. All the items were prepared by my grandmother and will only be delivered this afternoon."
"How is your esteemed grandmother? I must pay my respects to the venerable elder after the summit." Feng Haopeng truly respected the women of the three major Jinling families. When all the men collectively disappeared, these women had bravely propped up the three massive families, with their prestige barely diminishing. Among them, he most admired Chen Family's Ling Xueyan, Su Family's Su Mengyun, and Wang Family's Liu Ruoshi. The former two were his peers and younger than him, so "pay my respects" wasn't the right phrase. Only Liu Ruoshi deserved his personal visit. As for the other two pillars of the three major Jinling families, Chen Family's Shen Siying and Su Family's Chen Lingwei, while their cultivation was strong, their capability wasn't outstanding, placing them as second-in-command in their families. As the patriarch of the Gusu Feng family, it was appropriate and necessary for Feng Haopeng to visit them privately as a junior, but a public visit was somewhat unsuitable.
As the two were talking, a person burst in quickly, yelling as he entered, "Brother Peng, has that brat Wang Yue arrived yet?" The newcomer was stout, as if he had grown sideways, with a plump, round face and small eyes and nose, looking quite comical. This person was named Bao Guo, the younger brother of the current patriarch of the Gusu Bao family. Bao Guo spoke, immediately spotting Wang Yue, who had just stood up from beside Feng Haopeng. He strode over and forcefully slapped Wang Yue's shoulder: "Little Wang Yue, right? You've grown up after a few years! But your figure is a little too skinny. You need to train hard and bulk up, got it?"
"Uncle Bao," Wang Yue greeted him wryly. After a few years, this Uncle Bao was still the same, overly familiar with everyone and always showing off his ox-like physique. The Bao family was a lineage of internal martial arts practitioners with no external training methods. Wang Yue couldn't figure out why he insisted on making himself look like a non-human. Bao Guo was definitely a poor choice for the Bao family's representative this time—standing next to Feng Haopeng, he looked more like a bodyguard than a family representative.
After inwardly complaining, Wang Yue sat down with the two and started chatting. They were from two different generations and had little in common to talk about. As for sharing martial arts experience, Wang Yue was only a fifteen-year-old boy, so their conversation was mainly Feng Haopeng and Bao Guo speaking while Wang Yue listened. However, they weren't teaching Wang Yue martial arts knowledge but sharing their experience in the martial arts world—knowledge that was often more useful than martial arts experience when traveling outside. Listening to his two uncles' unreserved guidance, Wang Yue couldn't help but secretly sigh: The elders always said that the relationship between the Gusu Bao and Feng families and the three major Jinling families was as close as the relationships within the three families themselves, and it truly is.Fortunately, there are no suitable-aged male descendants in these two families, or else my sisters might have ended up marrying into them. Thinking of this, Wang Yue paused: Wouldn't it be a good thing if my sisters found suitable partners? Why did I use the phrase "fortunately"?
The three chatted until noon and then had lunch together. Not long after lunch, the items the Wang family had prepared for the summit arrived, delivered by none other than Miss Li Menglan, Wang Yue's personal maid. Taking the briefcase from Li Menglan, Wang Yue naturally took her small hand and said, "Sister Lan, come, let me introduce you to two elders." Then, pulling Li Menglan in front of Feng Haopeng and Bao Guo, he introduced them: "Sister Lan, this is Uncle Feng Haopeng and Uncle Bao Guo. Uncles, this is my personal maid, Li Menglan. I call her Sister Lan."
"Li Menglan pays her respects to Mr. Feng and Mr. Bao," Li Menglan bowed respectfully.
"No need for formalities." The two nodded, noticing that Li Menglan was indeed a stunning beauty with a graceful temperament. It was no wonder she was Wang Yue's personal maid. And judging by their intimacy, their relationship seemed to be more than just master and maid. Bao Guo was direct and spoke his mind, immediately saying, "Little Wang Yue, I'm not criticizing you as your uncle, and while appreciating beauty is human nature, and it's said that a young man who isn't a little flirtatious is a wasted youth, you are only fifteen and haven't fully grown up yet. Moreover, female charm is not beneficial to martial artists. You should take it easy."
"Thank you for your concern, Uncle Bao," Wang Yue smiled faintly. "But Sister Lan is different. Being with her can actually increase my cultivation speed."
Upon hearing this, Li Menglan's pretty face instantly blushed crimson. The young master is right, but the method for increasing cultivation is... Remembering the flying sensation of that night, her heart suddenly softened. She secretly regretted: Is a seven-day interval too long? I should have made it five days, or even three, with the young master.
Feng Haopeng and Bao Guo naturally didn't believe this, but they were elders and couldn't say much about the romantic affairs of young people. Furthermore, the Wang family had very strict household discipline, and Liu Ruoshi was a serious person. Even if Wang Yue was reckless, he wouldn't be without restraint, so they didn't worry too much.
After introducing the three of them, Wang Yue asked Li Menglan to stay and attend the meeting with him. Given his status, no one would say anything if he brought a few extra people. He was also using this method to publicly announce his relationship with Li Menglan, as ordinary maids were not qualified to enter such an event. Li Menglan had been with the Wang family for seven years and understood many things, so when Wang Yue asked her to stay, she immediately understood what he meant. She was so touched that her eyes reddened and she wished she could immediately give herself to her beloved young master.
Looking at the time, it was almost two o'clock in the afternoon. The group of four went directly to the hotel's top-floor banquet hall, where the summit was to be held. Normally, given their status, Wang Yue and the two uncles should have been the last to arrive, but as Su Mengyun said, martial artists were not so concerned with formalities; it was much more casual than business gatherings. When they arrived at the banquet hall, the Su family and Chen family had not yet arrived, but many ordinary martial artist families and lone cultivators from Jinling and Gusu had come early. Seeing the representatives of the three major families arrive together, these people immediately came up to greet them and then, being tactful, dispersed. In all fields, people stick to their own circles. If a martial artist in the Qi Refining Realm insists on pushing into the circle of those in the Mind-Nourishing Realm, even if they succeed, they won't have much in common, and if they run into someone sharp-tongued, they might be ridiculed and lose face.
Wang Yue, Feng Haopeng, and Bao Guo casually found a place to sit down. Li Menglan stood gracefully behind Wang Yue, and the group chatted idly.
"Jinling Su Family, Madam Su Mengyun arrives!" A voice announced, and the slightly noisy banquet hall immediately fell silent. Everyone looked towards the entrance. Soon, a captivating figure walked in. She was still wearing the black evening gown-style long dress with dark gold inlays, but seeing Su Mengyun in person, the pressure she exuded was far greater than her virtual image. As she walked in gracefully, Su Mengyun immediately drew everyone's attention, yet almost no man dared to look directly at her.
Poison! At this moment, almost everyone thought of the nickname the Jinling martial arts world privately gave Su Mengyun. This nickname had two meanings: first, it referred to her beauty and sexiness, which were like a potent poison that could take a man's life; second, it referred to her incredibly powerful aura, which was also like the fiercest poison, making people afraid to approach. Aura wasn't something you could get just by acting cold. Su Mengyun was not wearing a cold expression right now, but a faint smile, yet almost everyone still dared not look directly at her, as if she were a natural-born empress.
"I haven't seen her in just a few months, and Mengyun's aura seems to have grown even stronger," Feng Haopeng praised, one of the few men present who dared to look directly at Su Mengyun. But his gaze towards her was calm and clear, completely devoid of any improper thoughts. In this, he was far superior to the little pervert Wang Yue—even though his Aunt was walking toward him, Wang Yue's gaze was fixed squarely on the pair of large breasts that were slightly trembling with her movement, to the point where he was practically drooling. It was truly a lack of self-control.
After entering, Su Mengyun walked straight to Wang Yue and the others, greeting them with a smile: "Brother Feng, Second Brother Bao."
"Hello, Sister (or Madam) Mengyun," the two returned the smile.
"Elder Aunt," Wang Yue stood up and gave Su Mengyun a goofy grin.
"You've come too," Su Mengyun glanced at Li Menglan standing behind Wang Yue, smiled, and leaned close to Wang Yue, sending her voice wrapped in True Qi directly into his ear: "You little rascal, you and your father are both no good. When Xueyan arrives, just wait and see how she deals with you!"
Wang Yue didn't quite catch what his Aunt said. He only felt a intoxicating fragrance waft towards him as she approached, and because she was so close, her trembling large breasts almost brushed against his chest. Fortunately, Wang Yue reacted quickly and immediately gathered his senses, otherwise he would have made a fool of himself in public. After warning Wang Yue, Su Mengyun immediately backed away and sat down on a nearby sofa.
As fellow initiators of the summit, Wang Yue and the two uncles had been warmly welcomed upon their arrival, but now that Su Mengyun was sitting there, not a single martial artist dared to approach her to make conversation. It wasn't that they didn't want to; they simply didn't dare.