The Roaring Whitewater River cut a violent, churning path through the earth, serving as the primary natural boundary separating the southern territories of the Heaven Dou Empire from the aggressive, heavily fortified borders of the Star Luo Empire. The water moved with a relentless, deafening ferocity, smashing against the jagged stones of the riverbanks and casting a thick, perpetual mist high into the air.
Perched upon a reinforced stone watchtower on the Heaven Dou Empire's side, Outpost Commander Lin Feng stood with his calloused hands firmly planted on a heavy oak table. Lin Feng was a seasoned Spirit King, his face weathered by years of harsh border winds and countless minor skirmishes against southern raiding parties. Currently, his dark, serious eyes were locked entirely onto a flat, rectangular slab of polished jade resting on the table.
This was a Sensing Spirit Tool, one of the many miraculous, highly advanced artifacts generously provided by the Frostfall Province. The jade slab was intricately etched with glowing runes that continuously scanned the sensing range across the river, displaying the fluctuating spirit power signatures of any high-ranking Spirit Masters in the vicinity.
Usually, the opposite bank was a cluster of bright, pulsating red dots, indicating the constant, imposing presence of the Star Luo Empire's Spirit Saints and Spirit Douluos holding their defensive lines. Today, the smooth jade screen was unsettlingly blank.
"Ming," Lin Feng spoke, his voice rough and carrying a distinct edge of mounting tension. He did not take his eyes off the jade slab. "Come look at this. Tell me if the Sensing Spirit Tools are malfunctioning."
Lieutenant Zhao Ming hurried over, his heavy armor clinking softly. He leaned over the wooden table, his brow furrowing deeply as he studied the empty display. He tapped the side of the jade slab, channeling a burst of his own spirit power into the device to reset the tracking runes. The screen flickered, refreshed its scan of the sensing range, and remained entirely devoid of high-level threats.
"The Sensing Spirit Tool is functioning perfectly, Commander Lin Feng," Zhao Ming reported, looking up with a mixture of confusion and sudden, burning excitement. "The spiritual resonance across the river is clear. The Star Luo Empire's elite Spirit Masters... they are completely gone. There is not a single Spirit Saint within thirty miles of the opposite bank. Only their low-ranking foot soldiers and a handful of Spirit Ancestors remain."
Lin Feng rubbed his scarred chin, his mind racing through the tactical implications of such a glaring absence. "They abandoned the river garrison. This makes no sense. For the past three years, they have maintained a suffocating presence here, always posturing, always testing our defenses with their heavy infantry."
"Commander Lin Feng, this is a golden opportunity!" Zhao Ming urged, his hand dropping eagerly to the hilt of his broadsword. "If their high-ranking commanders have abandoned their posts, their supply depots on the other side are completely vulnerable! We could launch a swift raid across the rapids, claim their forward territories, and secure a massive bounty of resources for our Heaven Dou Empire. We would be celebrated as heroes in the capital!"
"Do not act like a fool, Ming," Lin Feng snapped, turning to glare at his overly eager subordinate. "The Star Luo Empire does not simply abandon strategic territory out of boredom. They are a nation bred for slaughter and conquest. If they have pulled their elite Spirit Masters from the front line, it is not a sign of weakness or negligence. It is a calculated maneuver. A trap, or a consolidation of forces."
Lin Feng reached into his heavy cloak and pulled out a sleek, black Communication Spirit Tool. "I am not moving a single soldier across that river until I have a clearer picture of the entire border. I need to speak with General Wang Hai immediately."
He tapped the glowing runes on the smooth surface, entering the specific spiritual frequency of his superior. A few moments later, the device chimed, and a deep, authoritative voice echoed from the receiver.
"Commander Lin Feng. Report your situation," General Wang Hai commanded.
"General Wang Hai," Lin Feng greeted respectfully, his posture straightening instinctively. "I am calling to report a severe anomaly at the Roaring Whitewater River garrison. Our Sensing Spirit Tools indicate that the Star Luo Empire has completely withdrawn all of their high-ranking Spirit Masters from the opposing banks. The Spirit Saints and Spirit Douluos have vanished. The border is stripped of its vanguard."
A heavy, contemplative silence hung over the communication link.
General Wang Hai was currently stationed many miles away, commanding the sprawling fortress nestled within the freezing, jagged peaks of the Splintered Peak Mountain Range. This treacherous mountain range served as the westernmost barrier between the two great empires.
"Stand by, Commander Lin Feng," Wang Hai replied, his tone noticeably darker.
Lin Feng waited, hearing the faint sounds of shuffling parchment and the low murmur of voices on the other end of the line. When General Wang Hai finally spoke again, the gravity in his voice was palpable.
"You are not the only one experiencing this anomaly, Lin Feng," Wang Hai stated grimly. "I am currently looking at my own tracking artifacts overlooking the mountain passes. The Star Luo Empire's heavy infantry commanders and their aerial assault Spirit Douluos have entirely abandoned the opposite peaks. They withdrew during the night under the cover of darkness, leaving only skeleton crews of mundane soldiers to man the watchtowers."
"They pulled back from the mountains as well?" Lin Feng asked, a cold knot of dread forming in his stomach. "General Wang Hai, if they are abandoning multiple, distinct geographical strongholds simultaneously..."
"It points to a massive, coordinated withdrawal," Wang Hai finished the thought, his voice tight. "But I need confirmation from the eastern flank. Remain at your post, Commander Lin Feng. Maintain high alert. Do not engage the enemy under any circumstances. I am contacting General Liu Jian."
The line clicked shut.
In his stone fortress high in the Splintered Peak Mountain Range, General Wang Hai gripped his Communication Spirit Tool tightly. He quickly dialed the frequency for General Liu Jian, who commanded the vast, dense expanse of the Crimson-Leaf Forest on the eastern border.
"Wang Hai," General Liu Jian answered promptly, his voice carrying the faint, rustling sound of the wind moving through the crimson foliage. "I was just about to contact you. The situation here is highly irregular."
"The Star Luo Empire's elite Spirit Masters have abandoned the forest border," Wang Hai stated, not posing it as a question.
"Exactly," Liu Jian confirmed, sounding deeply troubled. "My scouts ventured deep into the neutral zone this morning. The beast-taming squads of the Star Luo Empire, the ones who usually patrol the dense thickets with their high-tier Spirit Beasts, have completely retreated. Their encampments are empty. They took everything of value, packed their provisions, and marched south."
"It is the same at the mountains and the river," Wang Hai explained, leaning over his wide tactical map, his eyes tracing the long, winding border separating the two nations. "Lin Feng reported a total absence of Spirit Saints at the Roaring Whitewater River. They are stripping the entire border of their true martial strength."
"Could it be an internal rebellion?" General Liu Jian suggested, grasping for a logical explanation. "Perhaps the Star Luo Imperial Family is facing an uprising in their capital, and they recalled their generals to crush it?"
"Highly unlikely," Wang Hai countered smoothly. "The Star Luo Empire is ruthless, but their military discipline is formidable. If it were a rebellion, they would not completely abandon the northern borders and risk an invasion from our Heaven Dou Empire. No, this is not a retreat out of fear. This is a consolidation of power."
Wang Hai slammed his fist onto the wooden table. "They are gathering their fist into a single, unbreakable ball. You only pull back your entire defensive line when you no longer care about holding territory, because you are preparing to launch an offensive so overwhelming that borders no longer matter."
"A total war," Liu Jian breathed, the chilling reality settling over him. "They are preparing to march on the Heaven Dou Empire."
"I am contacting the Grand Marshal immediately," Wang Hai declared. "Fortify the Crimson-Leaf Forest, Liu Jian. Dig in. If they march, we will be the first to feel the hammer."
Wang Hai severed the connection and immediately dialed the highest-priority frequency in his directory.
Far away from the harsh, unforgiving borders, deep within the affluent, bustling heart of Heaven Dou City, Grand Marshal Ge Long sat in peaceful meditation within his private training pavilion.
Ge Long was a man of immense martial pride. He had served the Heaven Dou Empire for decades, his loyalty unwavering. Recently, his dedication had been profoundly rewarded. The new Emperor, Xue Qinghe, had bestowed upon him a staggering wealth of high-tier cultivation resources and a flawless, deeply compatible Spirit Bone sourced directly from the Frostfall Province. Through this imperial blessing, Ge Long had finally shattered his lifelong bottleneck, ascending to the legendary rank of a Titled Douluo. His martial spirit, the formidable Nine Lives Divine Dragon Spear, pulsed with a newfound, terrifying vitality that he reserved only for the strongest of adversaries.
The sharp, repeating chime of his Communication Spirit Tool broke his concentration.
Ge Long opened his eyes, recognizing the emergency ringtone assigned to his top border generals. He picked up the jade slab.
"Speak, Wang Hai," Ge Long ordered, his voice carrying the heavy, imposing weight of a Titled Douluo.
"Grand Marshal," Wang Hai reported, his words rushed but precise. "We are facing a critical strategic shift across the entire southern border. I have received confirmed reports from Commander Lin Feng at the Roaring Whitewater River, and General Liu Jian at the Crimson-Leaf Forest. I have verified it myself at the Splintered Peak Mountain Range."
"What kind of shift?" Ge Long asked, his grip tightening on the jade slab.
"The Star Luo Empire has completely withdrawn all of their high-ranking Spirit Masters, generals, and elite commanding officers from the border garrisons," Wang Hai explained. "They have abandoned their defensive posturing entirely, leaving only low-level foot soldiers behind."
Ge Long stood up from his meditation mat, his eyes narrowing sharply. His mind, honed by decades of warfare and tactical study, instantly processed the vast amount of information. He did not need Wang Hai to spell out the implications.
"They are not abandoning the border to surrender territory," Ge Long analyzed, his voice turning incredibly serious. "If the elite Spirit Masters are missing, they have been recalled to the capital or to staging grounds deeper within their territory for a unified, concentrated command. This is the classic precursor to a massive, continental offensive. They are preparing for a total war."
"That is our conclusion as well, Grand Marshal Ge Long," Wang Hai affirmed. "Should we launch preemptive strikes to disrupt their staging areas?"
"No," Ge Long commanded instantly. "Do not provoke them. If they are gathering their full might, a fragmented border raid will only result in the pointless slaughter of our troops. Hold your positions. Fortify the walls. I am heading to the Imperial Palace immediately to inform the Emperor and convene the war council. Await further orders."
Ge Long cut the connection. He did not bother changing out of his training robes. He summoned his spirit power, his Nine Lives Divine Dragon Spear materializing briefly as a manifestation of his speed, and launched himself out of his pavilion. He moved like a blur of lethal energy through the streets of Heaven Dou City, arriving at the towering gates of the Imperial Palace in a matter of minutes.
The guards recognized the Grand Marshal and threw the heavy doors open without hesitation. Ge Long marched straight into the grand council chamber, where Emperor Xue Qinghe was currently reviewing civic reports with a handful of senior ministers and noble family heads.
Liam, performing his role as the benevolent, decisive Emperor Xue Qinghe with undeniable perfection, looked up as the Grand Marshal entered. He noted the grim urgency painted across Ge Long's face.
"Grand Marshal Ge Long," Xue Qinghe spoke, his voice calm and authoritative. "You have bypassed the court schedules. The matter must be grave."
"It is the gravest of matters, Your Majesty," Ge Long stated, dropping to one knee in a swift, respectful bow before rising. He looked at the gathered ministers. "The Star Luo Empire is preparing to initiate a continental war."
A sudden, terrified gasp rippled through the ministers. Men who had spent their lives managing taxes and agricultural yields suddenly found themselves staring into the abyss of unyielding destruction.
"Explain," Xue Qinghe demanded, his expression remaining perfectly stoic, betraying none of the internal calculations rapidly firing within his mind.
Ge Long walked to the massive, carved wooden map table in the center of the room. He pointed to the southern borders. "I have received simultaneous, verified reports from the Roaring Whitewater River, the Splintered Peak Mountain Range, and the Crimson-Leaf Forest. The Star Luo Empire has systematically recalled every single high-ranking Spirit Master, General, and Elite Commander from the border garrisons. They have stripped their defensive lines of all true martial strength."
"Perhaps they fear an internal uprising?" the Minister of Finance suggested weakly, dabbing at his sweating forehead with a silk handkerchief. "A rebellion in their own capital?"
"The Star Luo Empire does not fear rebellion; they would directly crush it," Ge Long countered bluntly. "When an empire built entirely on military supremacy abandons its defensive lines, it is because they no longer care about defense. They are pooling their strength, consolidating their Titled Douluos and Spirit Saints into a single, overwhelming fist. They intend to strike deep into our territory. There is no other tactical reason to call back all their commanders so suddenly."
The ministers began to panic, their voices overlapping in a cacophony of fear and desperate suggestions.
Xue Qinghe raised a single hand. The council chamber fell instantly silent. The Emperor's calm demeanor was a stabilizing anchor in the rising storm of panic.
"If the Star Luo Empire wishes to test the might of the Heaven Dou Empire, they will find us unyielding," Xue Qinghe declared smoothly, his voice ringing with unshakeable confidence. He turned to the ministers. "We must not wait for their armies to cross our rivers and mountains. We must prepare our own fist in response."
Xue Qinghe began issuing rapid, precise orders. "Ministers, you are to immediately contact all the major allied sects within our borders. Reach out to the Patriarch of the Breaking Clan, Sect Master Ning Fengzhi of the Seven Treasure Glaze Tile Sect, and the leaders of the various affiliated sects. Utilize your Communication Spirit Tools to directly communicate with the leaders of these sects. Time is of the essence."
He turned to another group of officials. "Contact the Deans of the Advanced Spirit Master Academies. The Blazing Fire Academy, the Divine Wind Academy, and all other academies. Inform them that their senior students and faculty are to be placed on high military alert. Furthermore, contact the heads of all remaining loyal Noble Families in the Heaven Dou Empire and the Kings of our subsidiary kingdoms, such as the Balak Kingdom. Tell them to mobilize their private guards and standing armies to prepare themselves for this war against the Star Luo Empire. The entire Heaven Dou Empire must prepare for war."
The ministers bowed deeply, their panic replaced by the frantic energy of execution. "Yes, Your Majesty! We will contact them immediately!"
Xue Qinghe then looked directly at Grand Marshal Ge Long. "As for our greatest asset, I will personally inform Champion Marquis Zhang Tian of this matter and request his province's assistance in this war."
The ministers did not find it strange or demeaning in the slightest that their Emperor would personally ask Marquis Zhang Tian for assistance rather than issuing a royal command. Zhang Tian's high status within the Heaven Dou Empire was a terrifying reality known to everyone in the room.
In fact, it would not be wrong to say that nobody, not even the Emperor or a formidable Titled Douluo like Dugu Bo, dared to offend Zhang Tian. The youth was exceptionally powerful, tightly linked to the formidable Seven Treasure Glaze Tile Sect as he is the son-in-law of the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glaze Tile Sect, and most importantly, his unparalleled contributions in terms of Spirit Tools to the entire Heaven Dou Empire and even the entire world were simply too immense. No one dared to offend him.
"The Marquis's aid will guarantee our victory, Your Majesty," Ge Long agreed wholeheartedly, bowing his head in profound respect.
With the council dismissed, the ministers rushed out to execute their orders. Xue Qinghe retreated to his private, secure study. He ensured the doors were locked.
Liam, maintaining his deep respect for the man who was the lover of his Young Miss, Qian Renxue, retrieved his personal, thin jade slab—the Communication Spirit Tool in the form of usability of a phone. He entered Zhang Tian's highly encrypted frequency and waited.
The call connected almost instantly.
"Speak," Zhang Tian's calm, smooth voice echoed from the jade receiver.
"My Lord," Xue Qinghe spoke, his tone immediately shifting into one of profound, unwavering respect, completely shedding the imperial arrogance. "I am calling to inform you of critical military intelligence. Based on reports from Grand Marshal Ge Long across the southern borders, all high-ranking commanders of the Star Luo Empire have been abruptly recalled. I have inferred that the Star Luo Empire will initiate war against the Heaven Dou Empire soon."
There was a brief silence on the other end of the line.
Zhang Tian was slightly surprised. He had expected the war to come, but the timeline was somewhat much faster compared to his expectations. However, his voice retained its perfect, unbothered calm.
"I know, Qinghe," Zhang Tian replied evenly. "I will prepare accordingly."
Zhang Tian's brilliant mind rapidly formulated the logistical deployment. "Send a few groups of soldiers of different borders to my Crimson Zenith City to get some Offensive Spirit Tools that I have created. These weapons will be incredibly helpful in this war to kill their enemies. These Offensive Spirit Tools should be carried by them to the borders and wait for my signal to utilize them to unleash hell on earth upon the soldiers of the Star Luo Empire."
"I promise to send a few groups closest to the Crimson Zenith City immediately," Xue Qinghe confirmed respectfully, before terminating the connection.
Miles away in the freezing north, Zhang Tian set his jade slab down upon a polished crystal table. He stood by the frost-warded window of his private study, looking out over the sprawling, technologically advanced cityscape of Crimson Zenith City.
He pondered deeply in his mind, his brow furrowing slightly. 'Why has the Star Luo Empire suddenly decided to initiate this war? Are they that prepared?'
Unfortunately, he could not know much about the specific situation occurring deep within the Star Luo Empire. A few months ago, the entire Star Luo Empire, along with the Clear Sky Sect and other sects, had destroyed quite a number of his Blood Silver Grass subjects that were in hiding in the Star Luo Empire disguised as Blue Silver Grass. So he did not know why the Star Luo Empire had suddenly made this decision to initiate war.
But as he thought about the reasons, he thought of a possibility. 'Tang Chen, Tang San, Tang Hao, and others have returned from Sea God Island. Tang San has most likely completed the majority of his Sea God Trials. He is likely on his Seventh Trial or Eighth Trial. I wonder what his Seventh or Eighth Trial is. The divine requirements are always unpredictable, and the gods can change their god trials on a whim, making it impossible to know its contents and rewards.'
He continued his strategic analysis. 'In fact, there is a chance that even the Sea God Island is going to help out the Star Luo Empire in this war against the Heaven Dou Empire and even include fighting against the Spirit Hall.'
Naturally, he did not forget about Tang Hao. He recalled how the Rakshasa Goddess had told him a few months ago that Tang Hao had become the inheritor to the God Position of the God of Slaughter.
'Since Tang Hao was at the level 98 Hyper Douluo level, it is possible he has reached the level of Limit Douluo after passing a number of trials and getting rewards from the trials to reach the Limit Douluo stage. The threat from him has greatly increased.'
Zhang Tian knew that whether it was Tang Hao or Tang San, both were dangerous. 'There is a chance that they both might use their Divine Artifacts. Tang San using the Sea God Trident should make this Tang San quite troublesome to deal with. Tang Hao might also use some Divine Artifact of the God of Slaughter, but I wonder what Divine Artifact the God of Slaughter has. Moreover, that Tang Chen has the Asura Demon Sword which is a Super Divine Artifact, while that Bo Saixi is the High Priestess under the Sea God and can even borrow divine power from the Sea God and greatly boost her strength, which would make defeating her quite difficult and troublesome.'
He compared the sheer divine output of the two sides. 'Qian Daoliu himself, who is also a High Priest of the Angel God, would not be able to deal with her. After all, the Divine Energy he can borrow is due to the massive faith accumulated by the Angel God Statue for the past thousands of years, but since the Angel God had already fallen in the God Realm, this bit of Divine Energy condensed from faith power cannot be compared to the assistance by that Sea God to his High Priestess Bo Saixi.'
Zhang Tian turned away from the window, his expression hardening into unyielding resolve.
'I ought to alert the Spirit Hall about this matter,' Zhang Tian planned. 'Perhaps I should ask Qian Daoliu to prepare the other elders of the Enshrinement Hall for combat, and also ask Dong'er to mobilize the active elders of the Spirit Hall in this war. Furthermore, I should prepare Dong'er to be fully ready to begin her Ninth Trial of her Rakshasa God's God Position at any time to prepare for any emergency situation.'
With the geopolitical strategy settled, he also reflected upon his ultimate trump card.
His Ninth Spirit Ring ability, the Primal Genesis Annihilation Light, was a supreme ability that allowed him to unleash a continuously expanding halo of creation and destruction. It could completely obliterate the physical and spiritual matter of his enemies, instantly suppressing their domains, while simultaneously providing an overwhelming, rejuvenating boost to the vitality and spirit power of any allies standing within its radius. But its limitation was strict.
This Ninth Spirit Ring ability could not be unleashed by normal Spirit Power, nor by Life Spirit Energy or Death Spirit Energy alone. It strictly required the Primal Genesis Energy to fuel it. He had to accumulate enough of it, or gain the ability to create it spontaneously in his body at that exact time when he wanted to cast it.
Zhang Tian paced the length of his study. 'I should create my second Spirit Core in my middle dantian quickly to strengthen myself. However, it cannot purely be Primal Genesis power. That would be dangerous and break the balance as the Primal Genesis Energy is formed by combining Life and Death attributes. If I create a Primal Genesis Spirit Core directly, it would likely cause the Life Spirit Power in my body to overflow to the point that my Life Spirit Core would explode.'
'For this, perhaps I should create a Death Attribute Spirit Core in my middle dantian and connect both Spirit Cores to be able to create Primal Genesis Power passively without me needing to utilize my Ninth Spirit Ring for it. But I cannot be hasty about it as experimenting with Spirit Cores might make me lose my life.'
Zhang Tian knew he had to ask for some experienced individuals to help create his second Spirit Core. He decided to ask for the assistance of the Rakshasa God, as she ought to know the safe method to create the second Spirit Core of his Death Attribute in his middle dantian and also tell him whether his plan to connect the lower dantian and middle dantian can truly work, and if the two cores can safely generate Primal Genesis Energy together or not.
Once that integration was successfully completed, he had a very specific test in mind. 'I also have to test the raw power of my Primal Genesis Energy against true Divine Energy. For that, Dong'er should be up for this task.'
With his path clearly defined, Zhang Tian spent the next few days systematically informing his women about the impending continental war. He did not gather them all in one room, respecting the delicate, separated dynamics of his diverse household.
He first sat down with his official wife, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing in their sunlit garden, explaining the military movements. The moment they heard of the impending battle, both women began clamoring eagerly to join in this war. They wanted to test their immense strength on the battlefield. Zhang Tian naturally accepted their enthusiastic support, knowing their prowess would be invaluable.
The next day, during the quiet hours of the afternoon, he visited the private suite shared by Zhu Wanyue and Zhu Zhuyun.
The mother and daughter were dressed entirely to please their Lord. Zhu Zhuyun wore a tight, sheer black nightgown that clung to her massive breasts, while Zhu Wanyue projected the aura of an incredibly sexy, mature milf, wearing a plunging, dark crimson corset that pushed her heavy cleavage up to her collarbone and paired with tiny, lace panties that left her curvy, wide buttocks entirely bare.
Zhang Tian sat comfortably upon the velvet sofa, explaining the movements of the Star Luo Empire while the two voluptuous women attended to him.
Zhu Wanyue knelt gracefully between his spread legs, her massive breasts pressing heavily against his thighs. She reached up, offering him a sweet pastry, her feline eyes looking up at him with a mixture of deep devotion and hesitant concern.
"Son-in-law," Zhu Wanyue murmured softly, her voice a sultry, melodic tone. "I understand that this war is inevitable. But... I wanted to beg you for a very small, personal favor regarding the conflict."
Zhang Tian swallowed the pastry, his icy blue eyes gleaming with dark amusement. "Speak, Mother-in-law. What favor do you seek?"
"I want to beg you not to kill my sister, Zhu Leihua," Zhu Wanyue requested, tracing her manicured fingers lightly over his muscular thigh. "She is the current Empress of the Star Luo Empire."
Zhang Tian did not agree to her request immediately. He leaned back, a genuinely entertained smile spreading across his handsome face. He did not sound patriotic, serious, or angry in the slightest.
"Why should I not kill her, Mother-in-law?" Zhang Tian asked lightly, his tone laced with wicked curiosity. "She is the Empress of the Star Luo Empire. She will undeniably participate in this war against us. Together with her husband, Emperor Dai Tianxiong, she will use their Martial Spirit Fusion, the Hell White Tiger, to cause mass slaughter to the armies of the Heaven Dou Empire on the battlefield. Give me a compelling reason why I should spare an active enemy combatant."
Zhu Wanyue naturally knew exactly how to persuade the man who owned her soul. She did not stop serving him. She leaned forward, using her massive, heavy breasts to aggressively massage his thighs, rubbing her soft cleavage back and forth over his dark trousers. She knew exactly what Zhang Tian loved, and she utilized her erotic, milf body flawlessly to please him.
After having served him as a highly degraded, eager slut for so many months, Zhu Wanyue knew exactly how his dark mind worked.
"Because, Son-in-law," Zhu Wanyue breathed seductively, her tongue darting out to lick her lips, "my elder sister is also a truly great beauty. She possesses a devastatingly seductive body, just like mine and Zhuqing's. She is still in the absolute prime of her beauty. Tasting her, conquering her, and enjoying her voluptuous curves would be much, much better for you to enjoy and pleasure yourself with rather than simply killing her on a muddy battlefield."
She continued to stroke his legs, her hips swaying slightly as she offered him an incredibly pragmatic, yet utterly depraved, tactical excuse.
"Furthermore, Son-in-law," Zhu Wanyue suggested smoothly, "by conquering my elder sister and making her your obedient slut before this war even officially begins, you would be in a way helping the entire Heaven Dou Empire greatly in the war. The Star Luo Empire would instantly lose their greatest weapon—the Martial Spirit Fusion between the Emperor and Empress, the Hell White Tiger. You will greatly reduce one powerful threat and possibly save many lives at the battlefield that might have died at their hands."
Zhang Tian found her depraved, treacherous suggestion quite wonderful. He let out a low, dark chuckle, reaching down to grab a massive, heavy handful of Zhu Wanyue's exposed left breast, squeezing the soft flesh punishingly hard.
"Ah! Yes, Son-in-law!" Zhu Wanyue gasped, her back arching to push her breast deeper into his commanding grip.
"Since you are begging me so sweetly for her life," Zhang Tian spoke softly, leaning down to bite her neck gently, "I can indeed choose not to kill your sister. I will add her to my harem as my slut. It would be highly interesting. I could keep that woman acting as the Empress of the Star Luo Empire publicly, and keep the entire Star Luo Empire under my control indirectly through her spreading her legs for me in secret."
He released her breast and looked into her flushed face. "But tell me, Mother-in-law. How should I conquer your elder sister before this war begins? She is after all the Empress of the Star Luo Empire and likely well-guarded."
Zhu Wanyue's eyes lit up with excited, treacherous glee. She excitedly told Zhang Tian her simple plan.
"My elder sister, or at least no one else in the entire Star Luo Empire, knows of my disappearance or the fact that I am your slut, Son-in-law!" Zhu Wanyue explained, her massive breasts bouncing as she spoke. "Even that foolish husband of mine, Zhenhong, thinks I am just cultivating quietly in strict seclusion within the Zhu Family Dukedom Mansion."
She knew that Zhang Tian had maintained that flawless illusion and strengthened the mental control over the entire Duke Zhu Family's mansion with those strange, crimson Blood Silver Grass he had planted in that area months ago. She did not understand the intricate workings of how he used that Blood Silver Grass to bend their minds, but she knew his methods were effective.
"I can simply use my Communication Spirit Tool to contact my elder sister directly," Zhu Wanyue suggested eagerly. "I will ask to meet her somewhere in the Star Luo Empire alone, pretending it is a highly secret family matter. When she arrives, you can directly abduct her, bring her here to Crimson Zenith City, and educate her thoroughly until she begs for your cock just like I do!"
It was not some complicated, multi-layered tactical plan. The reason Zhu Wanyue didn't create some convoluted scheme was simply because Zhang Tian was overwhelmingly, terrifyingly strong. There didn't need to be some complicated trick to this plan. Even though she had heard through the noble rumors that her elder sister Zhu Leihua had miraculously reached the Titled Douluo stage recently, it would be entirely impossible for her elder sister, or whatever elite guards her elder sister might bring as the Empress, to be able to fight against Zhang Tian for more than ten breaths.
Zhang Tian thought about it for a moment, his icy blue eyes gleaming. He felt that it was truly not a bad plan. Well, naturally his goal was not just to abduct the beautiful Zhu Leihua for his bed; bringing her here would let him extract much more detailed, vital information about the current state of the Clear Sky Sect and the Star Luo Empire's military deployments in much more detail from her.
"A brilliant suggestion, Mother-in-law," Zhang Tian praised her, a dark, wicked smile spreading across his face. "You have earned a proper reward."
He didn't waste another second. He stood up from the sofa, grabbing Zhu Wanyue by her dark hair and hauling her up from the floor. He spun her around, forcing her to bend over the armrest of the velvet sofa, her curvy, bare backside thrust high into the air. He unbuckled his dark trousers, freeing his massive, rock-hard cock, and plunged into her tight, dripping wet pussy from behind with a brutal, running thrust.
SQUELCH!
"AHHHHH! YES! SON-IN-LAW!" Zhu Wanyue screamed at the top of her lungs, her hands gripping the velvet cushions tightly.
He rewarded her properly by fucking her thoroughly, establishing a frantic, jackhammer rhythm that made her moan loudly in pure, unadulterated ecstasy. This intense, degrading pleasure and this physical reward were exactly what Zhu Wanyue had desperately wanted.
It was entirely for this reason that she had happily, even ardently, sold out her elder sister to Zhang Tian. She wanted more of Zhang Tian's filthy favor even more, and she in her heart deeply wanted to earn his favor and become his favored woman to fuck, even when compared to her eldest daughter Zhu Zhuyun, though she wisely didn't speak that ambition aloud.
She knew she could never compare to the genuine, romantic feelings of love he held for her younger daughter Zhu Zhuqing. So, she just wanted to be his favored slut, to be the one he sought out first when his lust flared, even more than her eldest daughter Zhu Zhuyun or his numerous other sluts hidden within this massive mansion.
Zhang Tian certainly liked her incredibly sexy milf body quite a bit. He loved how she had become so thoroughly corrupted now that she was even selling her own sister to him, eagerly begging him to fuck her sexy elder sister as well just to please him.
He also felt that it would be quite entertaining to violently fuck the mother of Dai Mubai and Dai Weisi. He relished the thought of eventually letting the arrogant Dai Mubai and Dai Weisi know exactly how good it is to fuck their mother, driving them to madness. The sheer psychological torture of it excited him greatly.
"You are such a dirty, treacherous whore, Mother-in-law, who is even betraying her good elder sister," Zhang Tian growled, raising his hand to deliver a heavy, stinging slap to her bouncy right buttock.
SMACK!
"Yes! Slap me! I am your treacherous whore, Son-in-law!" Zhu Wanyue babbled, her mind melting into a puddle of pure lust under his rough treatment. "I just want you to fuck my wet pussy and fill my sister's pussy with your seed! Ruin us both!"
Zhu Zhuyun, standing nearby in her sheer nightgown, was slightly startled to see her mother acting like this. She had never thought that her dignified mother would actually go so far as selling off her elder sister, the Empress of the nation, like a cheap whore.
Well, seeing how her mother was currently being rewarded heavily by Zhang Tian for her treacherous suggestion, screaming in bliss as he pounded her pussy, Zhu Zhuyun felt a sudden, burning bite of jealousy. Why didn't she make that suggestion before her mother and get rewarded by being fucked by Zhang Tian first?
Determined not to be left out, Zhu Zhuyun immediately crawled onto the sofa, moving eagerly toward his churning hips, ready to use her own massive breasts and skilled mouth to join the degrading, highly entertaining erotic sex.
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