As for Tang San...
It's his own fault for hanging it outside the door as a decoration.
Hearing Ah Yin's words, Poseidon, who was standing to the side, sneered.
Poseidon ran her fingers through Chiyu's hair, speaking with a hint of mockery in her voice.
"Ah Yin, you really are heartless."
"The one hanging outside is your own son."
"Aren't you afraid he'll be furious if he hears your voice while you're flirting here?"
Poseidon showed no mercy in exposing his shortcomings.
Ah Yin's expression didn't change at all when she heard Poseidon's sarcasm.
Instead, she raised her chin and glared fiercely at Poseidon.
"What do you know?"
"I call this being pragmatic."
Ah Yin retorted sharply, her words utterly devoid of politeness.
"You lonely ghost from Seagod Island, what right do you have to lecture me?"
"Your sea god master has long since vanished into thin air."
"Aren't you also here obediently washing the Lord's hair?"
"We're all just serving others, why are you pretending to be so high and mighty?"
Ah Yin's words pierced Poseidon's heart like a knife.
Poseidon was so angry that his chest heaved violently.
The ripples on the water's surface became somewhat chaotic due to her emotional fluctuations.
Qianyu slowly opened her eyes.
She turned her head and her gaze fell on Ah Yin's infinitely shy face.
Qianyu did not stop the two from arguing.
This kind of playful banter and comparison is exactly what she uses to pass the time.
Chiyu lifted her right hand out of the water.
Water droplets slid down her smooth arm.
Qianyu reached out and wrapped her arms around Ayin's slender waist.
Through the soaked, fiery red silk robe, his fingertips pinched Ah Yin's soft flesh at the waist without any hesitation.
Ah Yin let out a very short, delicate cry.
Her fiery, delicate body trembled violently under Qianyu's palm.
The toughness he displayed when arguing with Poseidon vanished instantly, replaced by extreme submissiveness.
Chiyu looked directly into Agin's eyes.
"Keep him alive so you can see who your true master is."
Qianyu's tone was as calm as still water.
This blunt statement, without any attempt at concealment, struck Ah Yin's heart like a heavy hammer blow.
There was no emotional fluctuation; it was simply stating an absolute fact.
These utterly unreasonable words shattered the last shred of dignity in Ah Yin's heart.
Ah Yin's breath caught in her throat for a moment.
Looking at Qianyu's stunningly beautiful yet controlling face, she felt her bones melt.
"Ah Yin knows…"
Ah Yin's cheeks flushed, and her breathing became rapid.
Following the force of Qianyu's hand, she completely collapsed into Qianyu's arms.
Water splashed everywhere.
A-Yin wrapped her arms around Chiyu's neck and buried her head in the crook of Chiyu's neck.
"Ah Yin only has her lord..."
"That dog outside, whether it lives or dies, has absolutely nothing to do with Ah Yin."
"The Lord is willing to keep him; that is a gift from the Lord."
Ah Yin's voice grew increasingly cloying, and her entire body coiled around Qian Yu like a water snake.
Seeing Ah Yin's appearance, Poseidon bit her lower lip tightly.
She knew she absolutely could not lose to this woman at this moment.
A layer of aquamarine light shone in Poseidon's beautiful eyes.
In this sacred spring, Poseidon's affinity for water was amplified to the extreme.
Her hands moved rapidly, forming hand seals underwater.
The once calm, milky-white hot spring water suddenly began to surge.
Under Poseidon's control, the water flowed rapidly.
In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen crystal-clear water tentacles, entirely composed of spring water, took shape beneath the surface.
Each tentacle is as thick as a baby's arm.
They are as flexible as real living organisms.
Poseidon pointed her jade hand forward.
The dozen or so water tentacles all swam toward Qianyu in unison.
The tentacles cleverly avoided the right side of Ah Yin's body.
Four tentacles wrapped directly around Qianyu's slender legs.
Poseidon controlled the water pressure on the surface of the tentacles just right.
They kept contracting and relaxing on Qianyu's calves.
The pressure applied was just right, more precise than any of the world's best massage masters.
Several other tentacles climbed up Qianyu's back.
The warm touch of the flowing water conformed to every crevice of Chiyu's spine.
The tips of the tentacles continuously spewed out high-pressure water jets, washing over the acupoints that were prone to soreness.
Two of the smallest tentacles even burrowed into the soles of Qianyu's feet.
They gently scrape and massage the meridians on the soles of the feet.
Not to be outdone, Poseidon used water to create tentacles to relax Chiba's entire body.
She looked up and gave Ah Yin a defiant look.
You, Ah Yin, only have two hands. No matter how good you are at kneading, you can only massage shoulders.
But I, Poseidon, can take care of every corner of the Lord's body at the same time.
Chiyu sensed the unspoken competition between her left and right sides.
Warm water tendrils were constantly moving across my back, soothing my muscles and bones.
His right side was pressed against Ah Yin's incredibly soft and hot body.
Two distinctly different and captivating fragrances lingered around my nose.
Such treatment would be unimaginable for ordinary people in any other world.
Such imperial enjoyment is something only Qianyu deserves.
What about the high priest of Poseidon Island?
So what about Tang San's mother, the Blue Silver Emperor?
Now, they're all vying for her favor in her bath, each using their own strengths and talents to win her favor.
Qianyu's palm slid slowly down along Ayin's waist.
The spring water rippled in circles as she moved.
Qianyu turned her head slightly and looked at Ayin, who was as beautiful as a peach blossom in her arms.
"Ah Yin, lower that position a little further."
Upon hearing Qianyu's instructions, Ayin did not hesitate at all.
She obediently sank her body into the water.
The fiery red silk yukata spread out completely in the milky white spring water.
The water level rose above her collarbone.
A-Yin's hands slid down from Chiyu's waist.
Her soft, delicate hands touched Qianyu's thigh.
The fingertips, imbued with the unique life force of the Blue Silver Emperor, gently pressed against those firm muscles.
Chiyu leaned against the edge of the bathtub with satisfaction.
This absolute obedience made him feel very comfortable.
Poseidon, standing on the left, had a clear view of Agin's every move.
She sneered inwardly and quickly changed her hand seal underwater.
The four water tentacles that were originally wrapped around Qianyu's legs instantly dispersed.
They traveled upstream along the water flow.
Poseidon directly manipulated these tentacles to reach Chiba's head and neck.
The fine stream of water transformed into countless tiny suction cups, adhering to Chiyu's scalp.
The impact force of the water flow is controlled very well.
He massaged the acupoints on his head again and again.
Ripples spread across the water's surface.
Just as Qianyu closed his eyes and enjoyed this emperor-like life, a blue light suddenly appeared in front of his vision.
This is a virtual light screen that only he can see.
The words "Chat Group for Harems of All Realms" were written in large characters at the top of the light screen.
This is an auxiliary function that is automatically enabled by the system after the Jixia Divine Realm is established.
Qianyu had just pulled all the women she had conquered into this group.
They also established a points system specifically for redeeming rewards.
At this moment, the chat group, which had been quiet for a short while, suddenly became noisy.
The message notification sounds on the screen rang in Qianyu's mind one after another.
Qianyu opened her eyes and her gaze fell on the light screen.
When A-Yin and Poseidon noticed that Chiyu had opened his eyes, they became even gentler in their movements, afraid of disturbing him.
The first new message in the group was a photo.
The sender is Zhu Zhuqing.
Qianyu clicked on the photo.
The background of the photo is the royal mausoleum of the Star Luo Empire.
A huge white marble tombstone stands in the very center of the picture.
The tombstone is inscribed with the words "Tomb of Prince Dai Mubai of Xingluo".
At this moment, the earthen mound on the grave has been completely dug up.
The grave, which should have been desolate, was now covered with a large patch of lush green grass.
The grass grew extremely tall, swaying wildly in the wind.
Zhu Zhuqing's figure appears in the lower right corner of the photo.
She was wearing a black, tight-fitting leather outfit that perfectly accentuated her stunning figure.
Zhu Zhuqing was holding a black urn containing ashes.
The lid of the box has been completely opened.
She tilted the urn and held it in mid-air.
A gust of wind blew by, and the grayish-white powder in the box was swept up by the gale.
The ashes scattered in the air, landing all over the ground, some even sticking to the lush green grass on the grave mound.
Zhu Zhuqing's expression was very calm, and she didn't even glance at the tombstone.
Below the photo was a text message sent by Zhu Zhuqing.
"My husband, I scattered that scumbag's ashes. What kind of reward can I get with the points?"
This sentence was followed by an adorable cat emoji.
Qianyu looked at the photo of ashes flying everywhere and couldn't help but laugh out loud.
He stretched out his finger on the screen and tapped it quickly a few times.
Qianyu replied: "As a reward, you will serve me in bed tonight and receive private tutoring."
The message was sent less than a second ago.
A new message from Zhu Zhuqing popped up on the screen.
Zhu Zhuqing immediately replied with a shy emoji: "Yes, my lord~"
As soon as those four words appeared on the screen, the entire chat group erupted in chaos.
The women who had been observing from the sidelines could no longer sit still.
The messages in the group started scrolling wildly.
Ning Rongrong sent a frustrated emoji: "Zhu Qing, you cheated! You ran away too fast! I'm still in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's treasury counting the offerings for my husband! I want to serve him in bed too!"
Xiao Wu chimed in immediately: "My husband is biased! I leveled all the hills around the Star Dou Great Forest for you today, making room for the expansion of the Divine Realm. I want a reward too!"
Hu Liena sent a voice message.
Qianyu opened the voice chat, and Hu Liena's alluring voice rang in her mind: "My lord, Liena has just rehearsed a new Heavenly Demon Dance, and I want to dance it just for you tonight. You can't just keep Zhuqing company alone."
Gu Yuena's avatar also lit up: "The Dragon Clan's treasure trove has been completely moved into the side hall of the God Emperor's Palace. I am free tonight and can come whenever you call."
Bibi Dong interrupted them, saying, "What kind of behavior is this, a bunch of little brats making such a racket? Qianyu, I have finished drafting the new rules for the Jixia Divine Realm. I need you to come to the Pope's palace tonight to review and approve them."
Qian Renxue immediately jumped out to refute: "Mother, you are abusing your power for personal gain. My Lord, the angelic divine armor you asked me to modify yesterday has been completed. It is now a maid dress that perfectly meets your requirements. I will wear it for you tonight."
The women in the group expressed their envy, jealousy, and resentment.
Messages kept coming in, and the text on the screen kept flashing.
Everyone was trying their best to show off their achievements, vying for the right to serve the emperor tonight.
Seeing the scene of jealousy and rivalry in the group chat, Qianyu's smile deepened.
Ah Yin raised her head underwater and stole a glance at Qian Yu's expression.
Although she couldn't see the virtual light screen, she could sense that Qianyu was in a very good mood.
Ah Yin immediately seized the opportunity, pressing her chest against Qian Yu's knees and kneading her hands even more vigorously.
Poseidon was not to be outdone, increasing the force of the water flow on her hands, bringing waves of comfortable tingling sensation.
Just then, the scrolling messages in the group suddenly stopped for a moment.
An avatar with a dark gold dragon border appeared in the chat interface.
That was Wu Zetian.
She was the first female emperor from multiple worlds that Qianyu brought back using the Multiverse Travel Card.
Wu Zetian posted a photo.
The photo shows a large and heavy golden nanmu dragon desk.
The desk was piled high with memorials and documents, like a small mountain.
Wu Zetian wore a loose red dragon robe, and her hair was casually tied up in a bun.
She held a vermilion brush in one hand and rubbed her brow with the other, exuding a beauty that was both powerful and exhausted.
Immediately afterwards, Wu Zetian spoke: "I have to handle the affairs of all realms, so my husband must also choose my concubine tonight."
The group chat fell silent the moment those words were spoken.
Faced with this ancient empress who governs the affairs of countless worlds, the women of Douluo Continent were momentarily at a loss for words.
Wu Zetian's words carried an innate domineering air.
But hidden within this domineering aura is a kind of demanding and coquettishness that is only shown to Qianyu.
Qianyu looked at the message Wu Zetian had sent on the screen.
He raised his hand and pulled Ah Yin up from underwater.
A-Yin, soaking wet, nestled obediently against Qian-Yu's chest.
With her other hand, Chiyu casually dispersed the water tentacles that Poseidon had condensed.
He glanced at the quiet chat group on the screen.
Qianyu typed a line of large characters directly into the input box.
After sending the message, he immediately set it as a group announcement, pinning it to the top of everyone's screen.
Qianyu declared domineeringly: "No need to argue, tonight I'll open a large group chat, everyone can join!"
It was late at night.
The master bedroom of the Divine Emperor Palace is spacious and bright.
No candles were lit inside the hall; the only light came from the moon pearls embedded in the dome.
In the very center of the room, there lay a super king-size bed that occupied 100 square meters.
This bed is made of ancient agarwood.
It was covered with a thick quilt made of Arctic silkworm silk.
Chiyu, wearing a loose bathrobe, leaned against the headboard.
He looked at the empty hall before him and waited quietly.
The announcement in the group has been posted for a while now.
Qianyu calculated the time; they should have arrived by now.
Sure enough, not long after.
The sound of light, hurried footsteps came from outside the hall.
The women pushed open the heavy palace doors and filed in.
This is truly a spectacular sight.
Leading the way was Wu Zetian.
She didn't even have time to change out of her dragon robe before rushing over from the Hall of All Realms Government Affairs.
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