Feeling the force that even in her prime would have been difficult to withstand, and now, about to give birth, with only 20% of her strength remaining, she had no chance at all.
Under the threat of death, the wife's mind, previously clouded by lust, began to clear. She knew the heavenly lightning was about to strike, and she had no time to prepare.
After a flash of white light, the wife painfully closed her eyes, awaiting death.
Amidst the gasps of everyone, the wife, not awaiting the expected death, slowly opened her eyes. Then she saw my familiar back standing before her, shielding her and her unborn child from the lightning strikes.
The wife stared intently at my back, completely oblivious to everything around her. Her newlywed husband, disregarding her safety, had cowardly fled from her side, but she cared nothing for that.
This man, whom she had considered everything until just moments before, was now less than a dog in her eyes.
She ignored everyone around her scrambling for cover; her eyes were fixed solely on me, waving my fists and unleashing sword energy to block the tribulation lightning.
Watching my retreating figure, tears of regret streamed down her face. The excruciating pain of childbirth held no effect on her now; the true pain came from her remorse.
She now regretted the humiliation she had inflicted on me these past few days, regretted forgetting her love for me.
To please those men, she had utterly humiliated and ravaged me from the bottom of her heart.
And I, not only unconcerned, had desperately protected her.
Looking at me before her, and at the words she had recently imprinted on my buttocks to please those men, her tears could no longer be stopped.
Looking at me, shielding her from the lightning, memories of the past flashed through her mind. She remembered the happy times when we first became lovers, the bliss of our first declarations of love; the shock she felt upon learning of my cuckoldry; the decadent pleasure and deep sorrow she felt when she gave her virginity to Er Gou in front of me; the licentious days at home; the scene of her marrying me while pregnant with another man's child, and the happy, licentious days of the past.
Thinking of the past, watching my retreating figure, my wife understood. She loved me, but she also harbored resentment towards me.
Although she enjoyed her licentious life, she would never have chosen this path if it weren't for me. She longed to be a revered, pure, and noble heroine.
For me, she forever lost that opportunity. Although she never said it aloud, she still harbored regret.
After starting her licentious life, she didn't find it repulsive; on the contrary, she found it joyful.
Every time she allowed the servants in the house to licentiously pleasur her, it filled her with immense pleasure.
Gradually, that regret and resentment were buried deep in her heart.
But as her power increased, her mental cultivation couldn't keep up, and her heart gradually became lost.
That lingering regret and resentment were magnified little by little. The regret of never being the heroine she envisioned made her feel inferior in front of men, wanting to be ravaged by them. Her resentment towards me grew stronger, eventually turning into anger and contempt and disdain for my desires.
This feeling intensified after each time she ravaged me with someone else.
Especially after I repeatedly dragged her back into the abyss of lust just as her past self was about to awaken, a hidden hatred even arose in her heart for me.
In this mountain stronghold, everything that had been lurking in her heart exploded. Unable to be the heroine she envisioned, she was completely reduced to a bitch. Her hatred for me transformed into extreme contempt and disgust, while her original love and deep affection for me remained hidden deep within.
Seeing me shield her from danger, her self-pity and resentment towards me gradually faded after each bolt of lightning. Her love and deep affection for me surged even stronger within her.
Tears of regret streamed down her face. She only hoped for my safety so she could confess her feelings and beg for my forgiveness.
She knew I wouldn't blame her, but she couldn't forgive herself. Secretly, she hoped I would punish her betrayal severely.
I stood before Yuxin, repeatedly unleashing sword energy with my fists to shield her from the lightning.
With each bolt of lightning I deflected, my mind became clearer. After blocking the first nine bolts, I immediately swallowed the elixir my master had given me to recover my strength and injuries, awaiting the next wave.
After two waves of lightning, the aura of a lowly servant vanished from my body; instead, a powerful aura emanated from me.
My mindset underwent a dramatic transformation; I was no longer the lowly slave I once was.
After enduring each tribulation lightning bolt, my state of mind gradually improved, allowing me to understand the reason for my depravity.
While I originally had a strong cuckold fetish, I was definitely not a despicable person.
However, after my wife abandoned her original dreams and willingly became a promiscuous woman to be fucked at will, my heart was filled with guilt.
This guilt led me to fully cooperate with my wife's lovers, allowing them to humiliate and manipulate me.
With each loss of my wife's chance to recover, this guilt grew stronger, and my behavior became increasingly despicable.
By the time I reached this mountain stronghold, I had even abandoned my dignity.
After each tribulation lightning bolt, my mind became clearer, and I gained a deeper understanding of my situation.
I gradually realized that my past depravity and cooperation had not only led me astray but had also caused my wife to become increasingly depraved, gradually losing herself, and feeling a deep sense of inferiority about her despicable behavior.
If I had guided my wife correctly, she would never have become like this.
My wife didn't actually need to give up her dream of being a chivalrous heroine. She could have been a carefree, wild, and unrestrained heroine. If I had realized she was going astray sooner, she wouldn't be in so much pain and regret for betraying me.
Filled with remorse, while waiting for the third wave of lightning, I glanced back at my wife and gently said, "Darling, don't cry. I love seeing you smile! I love it when you smile in a happy and alluring way."
Hearing my words, my wife, her face streaked with tears, forced a smile. Then, clenching her fists, she said to me while giving birth, "Husband, I love you. Don't die! I want to be with you forever."
Looking at the smile on my wife's face, I smiled happily, because her deep gaze told me—she had found herself again.
My wife had become the wife who gave up her dreams for me again, and in her eyes, there was no longer the former depravity and baseness, nor the inferiority she once felt about her base behavior.
As my wife and I gazed lovingly at each other, her second child was born, and simultaneously, the third wave of tribulation lightning struck.
Ignoring her postpartum weakness and the presence of her uterus outside my body, my wife rushed to my side and channeled all her inner strength into my body to help me withstand the final wave of tribulation lightning.
The third wave of tribulation lightning consisted of only one bolt, but its intensity far surpassed the previous two.
Our defenses crumbled instantly before the single bolt of lightning, and before we could react, the white lightning struck me, my wife, and our newborn child.
As the lightning struck, I concentrated all my inner strength and channeled the final, incomplete level of the Yin-Yang Transformation—Yin-Yang Fusion.
My body immediately transformed. My robust physique became slender, and my naturally beautiful face softened. When the energy channeling was complete, I became almost womanly again, with a figure identical to a woman's, except for the absence of my large breasts.
Although my power had increased considerably, it still couldn't withstand this tribulation lightning.
When it passed through my last defense, my wife and I closed our eyes in despair.
But when the lightning struck us, it not only didn't harm us, but it also continuously healed our injuries.
My wife and I recovered rapidly. My internal organs, injured by the lightning, quickly healed, while my wife's marks on her body gradually disappeared, and the strength she had lost after childbirth was rapidly replenished.
And our newborn child grew rapidly before our eyes.
Just as my wife and I were marveling at this, a charming voice rang in our ears.
"You...you two...you troublesome...little fools, you...got yourselves into this state, and even needed...your master's wife to...help you, causing...your master's wife to be...played with like...a bitch by...those guys from the Thunder Department. Many gods...have seen...her big ass sticking out...being...fucked. From now on...your master's wife...will be...a well-known...slut in the Heavenly Realm! Maybe...she's already...the fourth...biggest...slut in the Heavenly Realm! When you...come up, you must...make amends to her properly! Oh! Be gentle...my...cunt...can't take...Lord Wen's...big cock...fucking like this! If it breaks...everyone will...have nothing to play with!"
Hearing my master's wife's seductive and wanton voice, my wife and I immediately understood the reason.
It seems that for our sake, my master's wife offered herself up to be fucked by the gods of the Thunder Department.
However, her seductive voice filled us with no gratitude whatsoever. My wife and I both thought to ourselves, "You old slut, always finding an excuse to be shameless."
During the tribulation, my wife and I reconnected, clearly feeling each other's intense love.
When the tribulation ended, my wife and I embraced tightly.
Neither of us apologized. Although we were both filled with remorse, after our heartfelt conversation, we knew any apology was unnecessary.
My wife and I, deeply in love, simultaneously commanded each other, "Husband (wife), forgive me!"
After saying this, we looked at each other and laughed.
I held my wife, caressing her full buttocks, while pressing the head of my penis against her recently childbearing vulva.
Due to the recovery from the tribulation, my wife's vulva had returned to its original state, except for six additional labia minora.
This experience solidified my love for my wife, and we both knew we intended to continue our promiscuous lifestyle, perhaps even going further.
But we would never forget our love for each other again.
"Wife, your husband will continue to be a cuckold, letting all sorts of big dicks fuck your cunt! You'll be a slutty, wanton, and shameless woman!"
I whispered mischievously in my wife's ear. Having regained my sense of self, I was completely free of the submissiveness I had shown moments before.
My beautiful face radiated a confidence and masculinity even more pronounced than when I was a man.
"You bastard! I don't need you to find me dicks! My cunt has plenty of men to fuck it! Hehe! It seems that certain dog slave isn't my husband anymore! My husband is someone else now! I'm now that dog slave's mistress!"
My wife said mischievously.
Then, glancing at my son, who had collapsed to the side—a newborn whose body had already grown to fourteen or fifteen due to the infusion of energy—I said, "Besides... my husband and I already have a child! How could you so cruelly tear our family apart?"
My wife's tone was unusually playful as she whispered in my ear.
My wife, having regained her sense of self, had learned of my desires during our conversation, and having experienced an extremely promiscuous life, she was no longer capable of being a chaste and virtuous woman.
I stroked my wife's full, round buttocks, looking at my unconscious child.
But I wouldn't give up on my wife just because of this. My now much smaller penis rubbed against her vulva as I said, "We don't even know whose child it is. But it's okay, I'll raise it as my own. Besides, I never intended to separate you two! Jiang Tianbiao can be your 'fake husband.' Hehe!"
My wife looked at my smiling face, her lips slightly upturned, and then touched my penis, saying, "Your penis is so much smaller now, I'll have to find more 'fake husbands' in the future, otherwise my cunt won't be satisfied!"
I looked down at my penis; it was indeed much smaller, much smaller than a normal penis, less than 10cm. It would be completely impossible to satisfy my wife with this penis in the future.
Seeing the sly smile on my wife's lips, I hugged her and said ingratiatingly, "It's okay, wife, you can have as many 'fake husbands' as you want. Even if you never use my little penis again, it's fine, as long as you love me."
As I spoke, I looked at my wife tenderly.
Under my tender gaze, my wife looked at me with the same tenderness, then quietly asked, "Husband, even if you don't have a penis, I'll still love you. Your place in my heart can never be replaced by a few big penises."