Chương 156: A Sage wife

I placed a storage ring filled with spirit stones on my new wife's finger, then plugged her mouth with my dick and fell asleep. Luoli suckled my dick for a minute, then sighed and rested her face on my spent groin.

"Married. Who would believe this?" she whispered, only for Blue Rose to lay her head on the opposite thigh.

"So, you carry a similar flower, just like husband?" Rose asked softly, and gently wiped some milk from Louli's chin. In another life, Luoli would have reacted poorly to such a touch, but now, she just sighed again.

"Just ask already. You want a cultivation method or what?"

"Method? I only need to drink more milk. I want to know, who are you Luoli? Are you the same monster that roamed the world and laid waste as the Purple Empress?" Rose asked in a different tone. Luoli closed her eyes, and drew a deep breath.

"I know what she knows and a bit more. The world has changed a lot since she walked on this world. Broken into a Central Continent and the 19 seas. This small island is what remains of the Azure Plains. Basically a farming village." she spoke with a reminiscent voice. Rose waited in silence. A Dao King didn't need sleep, and she only indulged to make Pef Tian comfortable.

"You're afraid. You don't need to be, Blue Rose. I am also married to Pef Tian now. My wealth and knowledge are also his. In pain and joy, our fates are bound together." Luoli answered while holding a hand up to examine her wedding ring. Enough wealth to reach Dao King realm easily. Not that it mattered much anymore. Rose was right, drinking milk made cultivation methods quite irrelevant. Not even the powerful East Morning Sun method could grant an entire cultivation level in half of a night.

She glanced at the first wife, a little Golden Core realm sister, sleeping soundly after drinking 30 doses of milk and gaining two cultivation levels in an hour.

"Why is Qin Lin so important?" she asked instead. The blue-haired Dao King frowned for a second.

"I don't know for sure. Lin was supposed to die, but because Pef Tian saved her... things changed. And there was nothing in their home village that stood out. Mortals and cows, that's it." Rose said with a flat tone. Luoli caressed my leg, then kissed my balls lovingly.

"Husband sees something special in Qin Lin. You must have sensed he has three flowers, not just one." Luoli added with a curious tone.

"Pef, Tian and Pef Tian. Are you saying, the third is not... of course you are. I missed the point completely. Your expertise is indeed much greater, Luoli." Blue Rose said with a surprised voice, then kissed my balls from the other side.

"Husband came home to clean up the demonic invaders. Why are you still wasting time, Blue Rose?" Luoli pointed out with a teasing voice. The Dao King blinked, then vanished. Finding herself the strongest cultivator in the Frozen Pavilion, after Rose was sent away, Luoli transformed into a Yin fog and sunk into the floor, descending towards the secret chambers of the sect. She roamed the frozen corridors for a while, until she found the Ancestors Hall.

A metal monolith inscribed with ancient Formations and a Dao Scripture was placed opposite of the ice graves of the former Sect Leaders. Luoli sighed.

"Silly disciple. The Frozen Asgard was not meant to be taken literally. It's only a Tier 8 Formation I made on a whim." she muttered in a sad voice, then stored the monolith away. Obviously, the cataclysm fractured not only the world but the precious knowledge too. And that little girl with white hair, her only disciple, was left alone and scared, in world where only monsters thrived. Thus, looking for a hero to mend the world. Love this novel? Read it on Royal Road to ensure the author gets credit.

At least that plan worked, eventually. A Fairy Doctor was indeed found on this world. And the pyramid secret realm was connected to every world. Luoli's eyes glanced at the resting Ancestors, all with decreasing cultivation realms, until the latest were barely in the Nascent Soul realm, below what even an outer disciple was supposed to be when she joined the Hall. No more. Pef Tian has retrieved enough spirit stones and Tier 4 herbs to ensure that every disciple will reach at least Soul Transformation.

She returned to the surface and stopped in front of Tian's old Master. Possibly a polymath genius of this era, seeing how many skills and crafts he had learned.

"You must be Master Wushang. I am Luoli." she introduced herself in a gentle voice. The old man raised his eyes from the talisman he was painting.

"Another Saint wife? That boy is truly gathering a celestial harem. And a Sacred Body, again." he said with a resigned voice. Beside the old man, a young woman with a Talisman Body was also painting her own talisman, adding strength to her body with every paint brush. Only an early Nascent Soul, but for this small island it wasn't bad. There were barely a dozen Nascent Souls in the entire sect, and the rest were quite older.

"I am Umi Wushang, Lady Luoli. Still learning about talismans." the young woman spoke politely, then continued her work. Luoli walked beside her and observed her craft. Passable, although for a Talisman Body that wasn't good. Anything below excellent was in fact a failure.

"You should stop drawing weak talismans and try new things. Invent a dozen talismans of your own. Don't waste the gift you have, young Umi." Luoli said while filling a corner of the room with spirit stones. A few millions should be enough to get the girl started. Another step, and Luoli arrived beside another woman with a Sacred Body. A Six-Yin Body, at the peak of Golden Core. She also had the imprint of that blue lotus that husband carried around.

"I am curious. How did you get in contact with that lotus?" she asked directly. The young disciple struggled to sit still and not jump on the wall like a cat.

"Who? Oh, someone with purple hair? Are you my step-mother too?" the girl asked a bit confused. Luoli nodded slowly, and sat down.

"If you mean that I am married with Pef Tian, then yes. As for this step-mother business, I doubt it will stay the same. You will probably marry him too, now that he is back." she explained with an amused voice. Yao Chen blushed, and stammered.

"W-what? My mother already married him! It's not proper!" she muttered in a curious confusion.

"As he did with Zhen Chen, Hua Chen's grand ancestor. But as lovely as my sister-wives are, they do not have a Sacred Body. You are basically guaranteed to reach Dao King Realm, while they will be lucky to become a Sage. Trust me, I know all about Sacred Bodies." Luoli said with a faint smile. Yao Chen thought for a minute, then nodded slowly.

"Mother told me about step-, Pef Tian's adventures on the Central Continent. He married a few Dao Kings already!" she said in a proud voice. Luoli took the woman's hand and examined her meridians.

"You already have enough Dao insight to ascend. Don't waste time in Core realm, when you could be sucking milk from the source." she advised the future sister, and stepped away, roaming among the Frozen Pavilion Elders and disciples without being seen. About half of them had the Yin meridian, which was certainly by design. The sect possibly recruited that type of woman whenever possible.

It fit best for their Frozen Yin cultivation method, although the Elders without the Yin meridian had a different method, the Shroud of Heavens. Things seemed well organized, especially for this poor place. She could also see Pef Tian's influence, the sword reinforcement, the Star groups, the chainmail armor used by departing disciples, even the leg stockings. On a certain level, every single Elder or disciple was considered husband's... not property, perhaps part of his domain?

His influence was felt everywhere, from food and clothes to training and combat. Much less among the new disciples, but even there, the Fairy Doctor left his aura. There was even a Lemon Wine stand, which proudly stated they sold better lemonade than Pef Tian's tea. Luoli sat down and drank the mint and honey lemonade, finding it barely passable.

"Is this claim true? About his tea?" she asked a young Foundation disciple who poured the drinks. The girl pointed up, where a paper with Pef Tian's handwriting was posted.

'Better than Pef Tian's tea.'

"He wrote that himself. It proves that even the strongest hero has a weak side, and must be humble. Did you come back with him from the Central Continent?" the young disciple asked in a cautious voice.

"Indeed. I also married him. We're both Sages, so it works fine." Luoli answered with an amused voice. Pef Tian could pretend to be humble all day long, but she saw right through that facade.

"Is that above a Saint realm?" the girl asked a bit confused, but Luoli had already vanished. There was much more to see in her silly disciple's sect. Alchemy Hall, Formation Hall, the Forge Hall, and so on. Later, she stopped in the last building, the Blood Hall. You wouldn't expect to find a demonic cultivation building in an orthodox sect, but here it was. A few dozen women walking on red heels, and turning corpses into puppets, preparing blood rituals and even a blood pool.

Luoli hesitated for a second, then turned away. Maybe she didn't want to know all about this place.