Chương 137: War plans

"Sayuri... it's a nice name. Do you understand what my fairy doctor job is?" I asked the big breasted bimbo. The Saint King blinked, and Petunia took my dick for a demonstration.

"Watch your Dao King carefully. See how she uses her mouth and throat to pleasure me? That is part of Yin and Yang Dao. She is a woman and in love, and both things are her Yin. My dick and my lotus milk is the Yang, the masculine energy that a woman needs, not only for pleasure, but to complete herself and give birth to new life." I preached gently and placed Sayuri's hand on Petunia's neck, to feel my dick glide inside.

"... I know what sex is!" Sayuri muttered, but watched attentively since men rarely visited the Million Flower Valley.

"You obviously don't know what sex is, my porcelain doll. There is marital sex, basically a duty to create a child. There is extra-marital sex, which is not a duty, but can also create a child. There is also dual cultivation, where the man sterilizes his milk to prevent pregnancy and to focus only on cultivation. And then, there are other kinds: blackmail sex, revenge sex, prostitution, rape and feeding sex, demonic draining and many more. And the Dao is not involved in most of them."

I spoke gently, and placed Sayuri's other hand on my balls. Her brown eyes look at me innocently, but filled with curiosity. She nodded and fondled my balls, feelling their massive weight.

"Feel the Yang getting summoned. The non-activated milk it's what I call lotus milk. Best for dual cultivation, as it can increase a woman's level if there is love involved. As for what love is... I don't know. You just feel it, a deep attraction and desire to keep that person safe. If it was easy, the Dao would not be challenge to hear." I added and pumped my balls hard, spilling lotus milk for Petunia. However, having Sayuri involved was even better. Her innocent face, while holding my balls... perfection!

"Now you try the same, and this lovely wife of mine will help you." I asked Sayuri, who blushed a bright red, like clay being baked into porcelain. Meawhile, I began drinking from her pure Yin, which helped a lot as she lost more inhibitions, which was quite natural under this questionable circumstance. Then I kept switching and using them both for my pleasure, and realized far too late to use the Yin Yang Formation for cultivation. Damn it. One hundred doses of milk... spent so inefficiently!

Petunia giggled as she read my surface thoughts, possibly considering my real concerns as amusing. Then again, why would an ancient Dao King care about lost days or years? Maybe she would notice centuries, if she wasn't focused on some scripture, and came back a millennium later.

"I do keep track of days now, Pef Tian. Since you came to my Million Flowers, every single day has been a fabulous show, since you're quite entertaining. And if Porcelain Orchid ascends as a Sage, you may even replace the dead Sage that you caused in your first minute after arrival." my blonde wife said in a gentle voice, then let out a long moan as her Yin spring flooded again. I patted my new maid's black hair, and pumped my hips to serve her the last milk for today.

"Was it good, Sayuri? Do you want more milk tomorrow?" I asked to make sure, and relaxed on my new bed, bought by Blue Rose and built out of durable spirit wood and beast bones, so it wouldn't break and ruin our fun. The Saint King blushed hard, and nodded timidly, glancing at Petunia with guilt.

"She wants you to marry her. Is that right, little Sayuri?" Petunia asked rhetorically, since she clearly read my maid's mind. Another wife? Well, at least Qin Lin won't be mad, since she did tell me to bring home any Saint woman I could find.

"I do. Pef Tian... I was never interested in men before. Damn ugly brutes. But with you, I feel loved and safe." Sayuri declared in a loving voice, then her eyes rolled over and she entered an enlightenment fugue. Damn it! Hey, Dao! Let me finish up the marriage arrangements first! I was sure the inner discovery about loving a man has caused Sayuri's enlightenment, basically due to a system shock to her thousands of years old mindset.

"Willow could use this... for her own ascension." I spoke with a Dao insight of my own. Tian knew Green Willow well, but she was also never interested in men. Help support creative writers by finding and reading their stories on the original site.

"It is far too soon for that, husband. Willow's cultivation level needs a lot of work, just like Snowdrop. And about her... I am worried that Asgard is trying to convert Snowdrop away from our sect. They already tried it with Sage Su, for example, but then they gave up since our Sage is a mother and obviously not pure anymore. But being in top 3, Asgard might make an exception." Petunia disclosed with a sly voice, almost like proposing for me to do something immoral without asking me to do it. What could it be?

Seduce a few Asgard beauties, and bring them here? Like some poetic revenge story. Yeah, by the gleam in my wife's eyes, that was her plan. How sneaky, underhanded and completely in character for a wife of mine! Stretching my arms, I drew my yellow robes on and went into the next room to begin alchemy practice, with my balls drained and my mind unencumbered by too many thoughts about fucking women. Siao and Blue Rose were here, one learning and one teaching Alchemy.

I listened for a minute, realized it wasn't anything useful, and began my own experiments. Given the impending war, I needed pills to help kill the demonic cultivators, and preserve the lives of our Flowers. Smoke bombs, the cultivator version, would help a bit, just like the flashbangs and smoke grenades used to surprise and overwhelm criminals. Maybe 3-5% percent extra combat strength. Teleport talismans and Formation plates, with a similar purpose: break line of sight with the enemy, reposition for an ambush.

Better odds here: 5-10% increase for the regular disciple. Barrier talismans and physical shields, durable and likely reinforced with defense formations. With enough shield numbers, using phalanx troop formations became viable, plus another 5-10% increase in combat strength, simply by losing fewer troops numbers. HP conservation, as Pef called it. I already had papers out, writing ideas as they came, and calculating costs vs effectiveness ratios.

Sure, you could use a cheap Tier 4 shield to block most spells and even weapon strikes, but only once. If you wanted lasting power, we will need mass-produced Tier 5 shields. Make a note, see what sects around can make such shields, and pressure them to accept jade coins. Extra weaponry, such as disposable darts. Perhaps use blacksmith residue and steel to craft cheap and small Tier 4 nails, sembons and darts? Used from ambush, they will cause good damage. Main army's standard weapon?

It was tempting to use swords, but they were not effective, unless there was an expert holding that sword. Otherwise, spears and polearms had longer reach and greater striking power, giving an edge to our army. I could craft a cheap to use and easy to learn spear technique in a few hours. Anti-venom and detoxification methods? Again, the cheapest method was not get hit in the first place. Second method, mitigation methods such as shields and barriers. And lastly, triage and recovery of the wounded.

In the field, chances of survival dropped drastically. We'll need... my medical center and lots of nurses. Detection and identification of enemies, allies and neutral forces. This was a big problem, and I avoided it. Sect tokens or passwords could be used, but there were always ways around that, with mind-readers and all. Someone smarter should deal with this, I thought while glancing at Blue Rose, who smiled cutely at me.

Lastly, the basic field tools for logistics, from food and qi recovery pills, to healing pills for minor injuries, spare clothes, chainmail suits or better, tents, beds, concealment Formations and so on. Sages could act as quartermasters, perhaps. I was surely forgetting more, but Pef has never fought a real war, and games did not reflect reality, not even in the mortal world. As for Tian, the idiot charged ahead with a sword, and... there was a reason why he survived 50000 years doing that.

He was good at fighting, probably the best if not overwhelmed with numbers. I was planning to stay home and heal the wounded anyway, but it was better to receive fewer wounded. Maybe continue the Mengekyou pill series? Make the Flowers stronger, individually? Could I even make any effective change with my individual efforts? Maybe for a few Galaxy clusters, special forces so to speak. It worked well enough in the Frozen Pavilion and the Autumn Leaves. Will the Dao Kings listen to me?

"I am listening now, Pef Tian! Have to say, it seems we have no idea how to fight a war anyway. Your Pef flower might be the only expert we have." Blue Rose said in a teasing voice, making me quite worried. In this life I was a lover, not a fighter! And certainly not a general or strategist. Did they even have the concept of a General Staff here? Their Flower societies functioned as incipient divisions, but lacked actual generals.

Even the demonic cultivators used small unit tactics, 6 soldiers and a leader, in one case. Things may change in war, but using nine-men-teams, or rather nine-flowers-teams would give each unit 50% numerical advantage, maybe with a Unity or Saint leader. It could work, maybe. With a lot more training. Starting by butchering criminals with their bare hands. More pain conditioning, more aphrodisiac and toxin resistance. Weapons training, team cohesion work... so much to do. Blue Rose came and hugged me.

"Just tell me what to do, my love. Otherwise, focus on cultivating and growing stronger. We will hold the sky until you're ready." Rose whispered with a confident voice, although I wasn't sure she didn't fake it for my sake. I grabbed her round ass and squeezed it tight, just to make her moan, and cause Siao to fail her pill.

"Husband! You damn scumbag! That had to be on purpose..." my wife guessed at random. I slapped Rose's ass instead.

"Don't moan aloud in the alchemy room. A Dao King must control herself!" I demanded like a pro, and walked out, without making any pills today. I needed a hot bath, and someone to massage my balls. This is why it's smart to be prepared, and have several maids ready to serve their Young Master.