Right after finishing with Feiyan, Qingyi headed to the dining room. His wives had already prepared the entire dinner.

The huge bull had been roasted, cut to perfection, and divided among the dishes, accompanied by rice and various types of salads and spices.

The moment he arrived, he was greeted with pure excitement, mixed with a few suspicious glances toward Feiyan.

The beauty's hair, always well combed, was messy, and her breathing remained heavy.

She hadn't stolen the husband in secret, had she?

Fortunately, these suspicions lasted only until the meal began.

Even Celestia, sitting stiffly in a corner and struggling to answer the barrage of questions from Qingyi's other wives, couldn't help but salivate at the sight of that food.

Giving in to gluttony just once wouldn't hurt, right...?

When the meal was over and after some more time training alone, Qingyi decided it was time to devote attention to his wives.

Rongyan was the first one he visited.

She was training with his former master, her fists meeting the silver-haired swordswoman's double blades.

He trained with the two of them for a brief hour before finally going to visit the other girls.

Ruyan tended the spiritual garden alongside Isabel and Yueli. Her beautiful blood-red eyes sparkled while her fat, perfect ass practically begged for Qingyi's spanking.

A spanking that Qingyi did not deny.

Even the priestesses were not forgotten, their names still echoing in his mind.

Besides Yueli, Yunfei, and Elize, there were eighteen in total. Closing his eyes, Qingyi remembered each of them.

Lei Xueyin was the oldest, second only to Elize, Yunfei, and Yueli. Tall, with silver hair and calm eyes that only lost their composure when she saw her husband.

Yun Qiaoling, only a year younger than Xueyin, had long black hair and a gentle smile.

Mo Shulan was one of the most intelligent, with a refined and simple appearance. She liked to stay in the temple forge, experimenting with bending metal.

Bai Lianyu was one of the most beautiful, with fair skin and kind eyes, possessing a pure and lively heart.

Feng Zhiruo had short hair and a sharp gaze, being one of the most direct among the sisters and someone who greatly admired strength.

Shen Meihua was probably one of the most distant among the sisters, but in Qingyi's hands, she became just a young and naughty brat, with a throat that always ended up wrapped around Qingyi's cock after each orgy.

Lu Xiaoqin was the shortest of the sisters, always curious and energetic.

Han Yueran had extremely pale skin and dark blue hair, always tied neatly in a bun, similar to Yueli's.

Qiu Wan was one of the best swordswomen among all the priestesses, second only to Yunfei herself.

Yu Shiqi was the one who organized the scrolls in the temple, ensuring that the knowledge of the past was never lost. She loved receiving gifts from her husband.

Ning Suwen was always disciplined... well, until Qingyi showed up. She proudly declared herself as the one who, most of the time, was the first to reach Qingyi's arms.

Xie Lihua was, second only to Elize, probably one of the kindest among the priestesses, being the fifth oldest, in her early thirties.

Zhao Yunfei kept her long hair tied in simple braids, being gentle and polite.

Guo Yanlin, despite being a sword master, preferred fists and liked Rongyan very much, even training with the fiery beauty from time to time.

Su Qingyue didn't like potatoes very much. But Qingyi loved her regardless.

He Lingxiao loved potatoes, perhaps a little too much.

Lin Xiaorou had a sweet face and soft voice, being the most empathetic and protective.

And lastly, Yu Zhen'er, the youngest, who was just turning twenty-one. She had bright eyes and overflowing energy.

When the image of each of those women finally faded from Qingyi's mind, he returned to visit them physically.

One by one, loving them and fucking them, spilling huge spurts of cum into their tight throats, one after another.

At the end of the second day, he finally bought a new cultivation bed, paying nearly a trillion lust points for an astral-grade one, accompanied, of course, by a new Yin and Yang technique.

Honestly, the price was worth it.

Soon, his wives' cultivation began to explode, one breakthrough following another as their bodies intertwined in a huge orgy, from Celestia to Ruxue.

No one was left out of Qingyi's love, and at the end of it all, he found himself lying down, staring at the dark sky.

It was dawn, and between his legs, Shen Meihua was busy. Her throat took the entire length of his cock without any difficulty.

A single strand of black hair fell over her beautiful face as she sucked, her head moving up and down nonstop, soft smacking sounds echoing from her lips.

Celestia, this time, was the one who ended up on Qingyi's right side, her flushed face pressed against his chest.

"Husband... I don't think the goddess would approve of something like this..." Celestia murmured softly, even though she wasn't exactly unhappy.

"Hm... I think she would approve..."

"But... what about the doctrines?"

"She is above those doctrines, isn't she?"

Those words silenced Celestia.

Yes, Auranys was above the doctrines, just as the chosen hero, Qingyi, was above them.

It all made sense!

"Do you like it here?" Qingyi asked, "what do you think about making this place your home?"

"Hm..." Celestia thought for a brief moment. "I would love to, but... what about the goddess? She won't want to stay here, right? She promised me I would be by her side."

"Don't worry about that, hahaha."

Qingyi laughed, looking down and finally releasing his cum into the priestess's mouth. Her cheeks puffed up as thick spurts of semen hit the depths of her throat, going down in greedy gulps...

"Gulp- ah~~ thanks for the meal, hubby!" Meihua exclaimed, opening her lips and revealing that she hadn't wasted a single drop.

Qingyi even wanted to stay a little longer, fuck a little more, but he soon realized that it wouldn't be possible.

He had already spent too much time in that place and needed to get to the meeting point as quickly as possible, but it wasn't just that.

In the outside world, he was sensing something. Something powerful.

Gritting his teeth, Qingyi immediately left the world of the mind, putting on his clothes and grabbing the Heaven-Defying Thunder Sword.

Apparently, another pig was seeking death, or so he thought.

[Nt: there will be artwork showing each of the priestesses soon.]

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