Eternal Life by Dual Cultivation

Chapter 480: Chapter 269: Promotions One After Another

Su Qinglian and the other women could not accept being Dao Companions in name only.

The opportunity to Defy Fate was so close, yet they could only look and not touch. How could they possibly bear it?

And so, today, the Female Cultivators from the Liu Ying Clan and Lu Hua Palace no longer intended to let Ling Changqing drag his feet.

They had to Dual Cultivate with Ling Changqing as soon as possible, no excuses. This was their core demand.

"Husband, perhaps you should be the one to decide this matter?"

Ling Qiyue smiled. They had already waited so long; dragging it out any further really wouldn’t be right.

’Now that they have a formal marriage contract, they’re all one family. There’s no reason to favor some over others.’

"Since all you sisters are our husband’s Dao Companions now, don’t forget to help him with his work in the future!"

Tang Qiu Yao said, half-joking and half-serious.

Liu Ying Meng Luan shot her a playful glare and said poutingly, "Working and fighting are no problem at all. The crucial thing is that our husband has to Dual Cultivate with us!"

"Well... that’s not impossible,"

Ling Changqing mused. "Then let’s do it by taking turns. One of you each night. What do you think?"

’It’s not that I couldn’t entertain the idea of everyone sharing one bed, but these new Female Cultivators are all virgins. To just casually take their first time would be far too disrespectful.’

’For them, this is the most important event on their path of cultivation. It must have the sense of ceremony it deserves.’

"Alright, we’ll do as you say, Husband."

Su Qinglian agreed with a nod after a moment’s thought.

’Each night, one woman from each of the two groups will attend to Ling Changqing. In just half a month, all the Female Cultivators will have their wishes fulfilled.’

Liu Ying Meng Luan turned her head to look at Liu Ying Bingchan, whose lovely face was blushing and whose eyes shimmered like pools of water. She asked via Divine Thought:

"Young Mistress, what do you think..."

She was trying to say that if Liu Ying Bingchan was too shy and couldn’t bring herself to do it, she would go first in her place.

After all, she was the Young Mistress’s most trusted manager and dowry Maid; it was her duty to do such things.

"No, I’ll go first!"

Liu Ying Bingchan lightly bit her red lip, a determined glint appearing in her beautiful eyes.

’She had waited so many years for this opportunity. She had no more patience for delays. Besides, it wasn’t as if this was some difficult ordeal.’

"Alright then. For the Liu Ying Clan, Sister Bingchan will go first. As for Lu Hua Palace..."

Ling Qiyue said, her gaze turning to Su Qinglian.

Su Qinglian covered her mouth and chuckled. "Of course, it will be me! Senior Sister Qin has attended to you so many times already, Husband. This time, let it be my turn!"

Ling Changqing naturally had no objections. So, Song Xuelan called over a few Female Stewards, gave them some instructions, and sent them off to arrange the wedding festivities.

「As night fell.」

In the newly decorated bridal chamber, Liu Ying Bingchan and Su Qinglian were both dressed in magnificent, fiery-red wedding gowns. Their elegant coiffures, adorned with phoenix crowns, golden hairpins, and tassels, shimmered brightly in the crimson candlelight.

The two women sat on the edge of the wide Beautiful Jade Embroidery Bed, their hearts pounding with nervous anticipation, a clear look of expectation in their beautiful eyes.

Before long, Ling Changqing, having reverted to his true form, strode into the room. He wore magnificent, deep purple robes embroidered with patterns of stars and clouds, and a jade crown held his hair in place. With his striking brows, bright eyes, and a noble, majestic bearing, a single glance at him was enough to steal one’s heart.

Seeing the two peerless beauties sitting and waiting by the embroidered bed, Ling Changqing waved his hand. The Maids standing in attendance bowed and then silently withdrew.

Once the door was locked and the Array Restriction was activated, Ling Changqing approached the bed.

"Husband..."

Su Qinglian called out, her beautiful face blushing like a crimson cloud, her voice shy and timid.

Ling Changqing nodded and wrapped an arm around each of the women’s soft, slender waists. He spoke gently:

"My two wives, it is getting late. Shall we rest together?"

"Mm,"

Liu Ying Bingchan replied in a low voice. Her slender hands, a little clumsy, reached for Ling Changqing’s waist. "Let me help you undress, Husband..."

Su Qinglian smiled and also reached out to help. In moments, they had stripped him bare, revealing a masculine physique with sleek lines and the powerful grace of a leopard.

Not to be outdone, Ling Changqing returned the favor. The magnificent, fiery-red wedding gowns slipped to the floor, layer by layer, revealing two exquisite, dazzlingly fair bodies.

The jade hooks came undone, and the bright red, embroidered bed curtains fell, concealing the amorous scenes that followed...

...

An astronomical distance from Yuzhou lay Xizhou, the foundational territory of the Buddhist Sect’s super-faction: the Great Brahma Vajra Temple.

Of the incredibly prosperous Xizhou, ninety-nine percent of the land was the inherent territory of the Great Brahma Vajra Temple. Only a few insignificant, barren areas were occupied by certain vassal forces.

Moreover, these vassal forces were all followers of Buddhist doctrine. The factions of the Daoist Sect, the Demon Race, and the Demon Sect had no foothold here.

Compared to the fractured forces of the Daoist Sect, the Buddhist Sect was typically far more unified. As a result, they always held a considerable advantage in terms of on-paper strength.

However, it wasn’t just the numerous factions of the Daoist Sect; the Demon Sect was also at odds with the Buddhist Sect, as were the Demon Race and the Deep Sea Dragon Race.

Thus, the upper echelons of these factions maintained a delicate balance. They generally existed in a state of conflict without outright war, rarely tearing away all pretenses to engage in a full-blown battle.

This time, however, things seemed a little different.

In a grand hall suffused with the spirit of Zen and bathed in sandalwood-gold Buddhist light, several men and women in varied attire sat in a circle, chatting idly with relaxed expressions.

"...A few days ago, Venerable Longyin brought back another reincarnated Arhat of the Buddhist Sect."

An Azure-robed Child, who appeared to be seven or eight years old, spoke softly. He had rosy lips and pearly teeth, yet his eyes held the ancient air of a worldly old man.