CHAPTER 63: CHAPTER 63 - IMPREGNATING FENG

The system’s alerts still burned across my vision, but I pushed them aside. No hesitation. Dwelling on warnings wouldn’t save them—I would.

My women were breaking apart in front of me, qi unstable, essence ready to collapse into ruin.

’Their unstable cultivation levels?’ I only asked to know exactly what power levels they were at, and I’d deal with the rest once this session ended.

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Mei Ling: Foundation Establishment Early Core Formation (through dual cultivation) Soul Formation (UNSTABLE)

Lin Yue: Peak Foundation Establishment Late Core Formation (through their bond) Soul Formation (UNSTABLE)

Elder Feng Lianhua: Mid-Nascent Soul Late Nascent Soul Peak Nascent Soul Soul Formation (UNSTABLE) ]

And in that moment, sitting in the golden light of the pleasure palace, surrounded by their trembling bodies, I made the choice every emperor must: I’d bind them tighter to me, fill them, fix them, and if fate demanded it—breed them.

Breed them to leave a legacy before ascending with them to a higher realm, because I was not going to leave any one of them behind in this hellhole.

Just some effort from me, and from them, was all it would take.

There was no room left for weakness.

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I looked at Feng first.

"Sit up, Feng," I said firmly, my voice cutting through her exhaustion like a blade.

She trembled at my words, her pale blue eyes swimming with chaos as her body obeyed. She leaned forward unsteadily, pressing her thick, round ass back onto my lap. Her hips sank down until the swell of her plump backside mashed directly onto my cock, grinding it through both our robes.

The fabric did nothing to hide it. My cock twitched beneath her, swollen, iron-hard, throbbing so violently that she shivered from the heat of it.

She looked weak, near breaking, but I didn’t ease my command. Mercy would kill her here; what she needed was a pillar to hold to—a man who wouldn’t hesitate.

"Remove your robe."

She inhaled sharply, bit her lip, and nodded. Her hands shook as she tugged at the sash. The robe fell from her shoulders like surrender, sliding down her arms until she sat there bare, trembling, trying to hide her shivers with fragile dignity.

And fuck—her body made my blood boil.

She wasn’t a slim maiden anymore—Feng was a woman.

Thick thighs spread unconsciously on my lap, wide hips built to cradle life, a soft yet powerful belly that quivered with every breath, breasts heavy and perfect, tipped with stiff pink nipples begging for a mouth, the undersides slightly damp with sweat from her heat. Her age had carved her curves into ripeness, a MILF’s body designed for breeding until exhaustion, her skin flushed with arousal, tiny beads of perspiration tracing the valley between her full tits.

She sat there, naked and gasping, biting her lip as though it would hold her together. But her essence was ice fracturing, her soul crumbling—and her body still burned for me.

***

"One last time then," I said, shifting my gaze. "Mei—remove my robe."

"Yes, husband," Mei Ling whispered hoarsely. She rose, vines flaring like furious snakes, but her face glowed as she untied my robe.

The cloth fell. My cock sprang free.

Veins bulged against the thick shaft, head swollen, glistening with precum, throbbing in the warm air. Mei gasped, licking her lips like a starving girl eyeing a feast.

Then I turned to Lin Yue.

"Yue," I commanded, "kiss me—while removing your dress too."

"Yes, husband," she breathed, her sharp bronze body trembling from the fire splitting her meridians. But she obeyed without hesitation, stepping closer with fire in her green eyes, her lips claiming mine in a hard, desperate kiss while her hands stripped her robes away.

Her tongue pierced into my mouth with a moan, her bronze skin glowing under the golden light as her muscular thighs spread, cunt already glistening, her toned abs flexing subtly with each heated breath, the faint sheen of sweat highlighting the firm ridges of her warrior’s build.

They were mine. All three.

***

Before either could lean closer, my hands moved.

I grabbed Feng’s wide hips in both hands, sinking my fingers deep into her softness, lifting her slightly. She winced, her massive tits bouncing, her belly shuddering. My cock brushed against her slick lips, the head sliding into place.

She looked at me, trembling.

Her heart was racing, breasts heaving—but when I pressed that thick cockhead against her pussy lips, her body betrayed her, juices spilling down, soaking me.

Her hole quivered, begging.

I pressed her lower.

"Will you give birth to a child for me, Feng?"

Her eyes widened, shock mixing with pleasure as the head spread her folds slightly. Her pussy clenched around nothing, her body screaming its answer before her lips caught up.

Her heart slammed against her chest, full breasts rising high—she looked stunned, like I’d awakened a hunger she’d buried for centuries.

Her lips parted. "Yes... I’ll bear your child. Please, husband. Breed me."

Husband? I smirked.

It was clear that while I was asleep, not just the system’s calculations, but also Mei’s lessons had made them start calling me that.

I would correct them later... but for now, husband wasn’t a bad choice either.

"Aah... Haah..." Seeing Feng’s breathing, I realized exactly what I’d stirred awake in her—the primal need to surrender, to be bred, to carry a child.

A hidden desire every woman has when she crosses a certain age. And Feng—my beautiful MILF—needed to become an actual mother to claim that title.

The mother of my child I’d fuck into existence.

’System,’ I growled silently. ’Make me highly fertile. Increase potency and seed quality.’

[Enhancement confirmed: Sperm Potency +1000%. Fertility factor maximized. Probability of conception: Absolute.]

Perfect.

***

I made her sit.

My hands held her hips, guiding her cunt down over the fat head of my cock. It slid in, spreading her lips.

Her eyes rolled back instantly.

"Ahhhhhh—! Husband, it’s so thick! So hot!"

She moaned long and loud as my cockhead slipped into her needy hole, stretching her open, already clenching over just the tip. Her massive tits bounced with every shiver, her MILF body trembling around that one penetration, her soft belly pressing against me as she descended, the warmth of her inner thighs gripping my sides.

Her ass jiggled as I forced her lower, letting her feel every inch.

The other two watched, eyes wide, lips parted, bodies dripping already. But I didn’t forget them. My left hand slid over Yue’s slit, slipping a finger straight into her wet pussy.

"Ahhh! Husband!" she yelped, hips bucking against me.

She wrapped her hands around my shoulder, moaning as my finger curled inside her wetness.

At the same time, my right hand found Mei’s backside, pressing against her robes until my finger probed her asshole. Only fabric between us. I rubbed her ring firmly through the material.

"Ahhhh! It’s... tight... oh husband!" she moaned, vines clenching around us as she arched, grinding against my touch, her firm ass cheeks flexing under the thin cloth, the subtle curve of her hips swaying with need.

Three women. Three desperate moans.

I grinned.

"You know what I think?" I said, cock thick inside Feng, finger buried in Yue, fingertip working Mei’s asshole raw.

"I think if I made all of you pregnant... at the same time... then who the fuck is gonna keep me busy pounding when your bellies swell too full to handle me?"

All three froze at once. Their eyes shook violently, breath catching. The chamber pulsed with their heartbeats in sync.

Hot tears and moans blended in their throats.

Yue leaned in instantly, kissing me hard, muffling her cry into my lips. "You bastard... you know exactly what you’re doing to me..."

Mei moaned, licking down my abs while whispering brokenly, "Let me... let me carry you... husband."

And Feng clawed at my chest, blinking back fire and tears as she trembled on my cock. Her walls tried to swallow me whole.

They were gone; I had them.

They weren’t just women anymore—they were empresses ready to bear me children.

***

And why?

Why did I want this? Because love and lust were one and the same for me. Because these women were mine, because I adored them with every part of my heart. Their devotion, their tears, their bodies—I’d protect them all.

But also because the path was clear. I would ascend soon. To thrones beyond mortal realms. And this world would need strength left behind. My heirs. Blended of my blood and their power, children of heroines—beings destined to rule.

So, to confirm it again, I asked, "So tell me—who will keep me busy when Feng is pregnant?"

And the answer?

It didn’t come, only their moans.

"Aaanghh... Ahhnnn... Unghh..."

[Stabilization of Cultivation Beginning—]

’Be quiet, system. Give me everything after I am done loving my wives.’