The courtyard was quiet again.
Zhen Rou lay draped across Li Qingmu's lap like a priceless silk banner, her daoist robes parted just enough to bare those two flawless, trembling moons. Her reddened face was buried against his thigh as her long black hair spilled all over to hide her blushing ears.
She was trying so hard… and failing to look dignified while presenting her rear for punishment.
Li Qingmu's palm rested possessively on the warm, satin curve of her left cheek, idly stroking in slow circles.
His other hand hovered in the air as his fingers flicked through blue panels only he could see.
[Host's rewards have been unpacked!]
Zhen Rou squirmed as her shapely body heated.
"Husband… are you going to spank me or just pet me like some spoiled spirit cat?"
She mumbled into his robe.
That was her best way of telling him to spank her.
"Shh. Important business."
He answered absently while his thumb traced the perfect cleft where thigh met glorious buttock.
『Husband's hand… feels so… nice… ♥️』
Her toes curled in embarrassment.
Ding.
[The host has obtained an imperial-grade treasure known as Map of the Nine Mountains!]
[Bonus for establishing twenty-six direct descendant bloodlines in a single generation. Only a tyrant among men may claim such a feat.]
To acquire imperial-grade is no small feat!
Li Qingmu's eyes widened.
Then his mouth split into the widest, most shameless grin the Lower Heavens had ever seen.
"HAHAHAHAHAHA!"
The laugh burst out of him like thunder.
His palm rose and crashed down.
PAH!
PAH! PAH! PAH! PAH!
Five crisp, ringing spanks in rapid succession, like he was beating a war drum made of the softest, most expensive jade flesh in the realm.
Zhen Rou's entire body jolted.
"Kyaa—! Husband you—AHN~♥️!"
Zhen Rou's buttocks are very springy so every spank made his hands sink into her jade clappers.
Her legs kicked wildly as her silk slippers flew off into the grass.
Toes curled so hard they cramped.
Those perfect moons jiggled and bounced then instantly bloomed cherry-red.
"Too—too hard! Be gentle, you brute—HNN♥️!"
But Li Qingmu was riding pure euphoria.
He struck again… left, right, left, right as he watched the flesh ripple in perfect waves.
"Beautiful! Perfect returns on investment!"
Zhen Rou's moans spilled out shamelessly.
It sounded high and sweet.
Her pride shattered with every sensual spank.
"Slow—slow down, ahh~♥️! This wife can't—Hii♥️!"
When he finally stopped, her rear was glowing.
Both delicate cheeks had red-hot handprints.
Steam practically rose from the skin.
Zhen Rou panted, little hiccupping breaths as her luscious thighs trembled.
She couldn't even close her legs properly.
『Husband has marked my rear… does that make me his slave? I don't mind~』
Li Qingmu grinned at the system.
"Continue."
[The treasure is a legendary scroll that manifests the Nine Mountains Range: an imperial-grade pocket dimension cloaked in ninety-nine layers of Grandmaster-level killing and defensive formations.]
[It has time dilation so the host and family can gain ten years of cultivation experience in one!]
[It contains one floating Crimson-Jade Tyrant Palace, nine spiritual peaks, three dragon veins, and an immortal spring of peach-blossom mist that nurtures beauty and vitality for ten thousand years.]
Li Qingmu's smile turned feral.
Ding.
[Ding! Host has obtained an imperial-grade physique scripture, Heavenly Tyrant Codex and has awakened the Nine Heavens Tyrant Physique as a result!]
[Cultivation base forcibly elevated to Early Foundation Establishment!]
Zhen Rou felt his sudden silence.
Over his lap, her body swayed instinctively, hips rolling as her burning rear lifted just a fraction to offer itself again like a spoiled cat arching for more scratches.
Li Qingmu's eyes dropped to the shameless little wiggle.
His spanked her again.
PAH!
Zhen Rou's spine arched like a drawn bow as a throaty moan tore free.
"Nnnnaaah~♥️!"
"Good girl. Count for your husband."
She whimpered, face scarlet, but obeyed.
"O-, One…♥️"
PAH!
"Two—ahhn~♥️!"
PAH!
"Three—Husband, mercyyy~♥️!"
But the spanking continued.
Each slap echoed by Zhen Rou's trembling count until her voice cracked on "ten" and turned into nothing but sweet, broken sobs of pleasure.
[Ding! You've obtained 10,000 mid-grade spirit stones!]
He checked his current total liquid assets.
- Low-grade spirit stones: 8,340
- Mid-grade spirit stones: 12,000
That is equivalent to 1,200,000 low-grade!
The system gave recommendations.
He would use the low-grade stones to buy enough spirit rice and milk for the pregnant concubines.
He'd also have to pay child support.
The mid-grade stones would be used to buy 100 drops of True Dragon Blood Essence to paint on the children's bones the day they were born.
It ensured strong spiritual roots.
Li Qingmu nodded approvingly as he delivered another lazy spank that made Zhen Rou's whole body jerk and her butt clench deliciously.
"Eleven~♥️… Husband, you're bullying me…"
He squeezed one burning cheek hard, fingers sinking deep into soft flesh.
She squeaked.
Then his hand slid lower as one bold finger traced the soaked panties between her thighs.
Zhen Rou bit her lip bloody.
Her phoenix eyes watered.
But not more than her quivering pink peach.
『This sex fiend never rests… always finding new ways to disgrace me…』
Her little peach was already slimy.
There was a wet patch on her robes.
He dragged that finger up to inspect the glistening juices then chuckled darkly.
"My my, Lady Zhen. Soaked through already?"
She buried her face in his thigh with a groan.
"Sh-, Shut up…"
He wiped the finger clean on her burning rear, then spanked again.
"No shame allowed. This husband forbids it."
Zhen Rou moaned louder, utterly defeated.
Final ding.
[Host has obtained 25 Earth-grade Qi Condensation & Foundation Establishment Pills!]
[And 1 Earth-grade Core Formation Pill!]
Li Qingmu's thoughts flashed to the gentle, mature Elder Sister Huang.
His chief concubine, already quietly pregnant.
She was still Early Core Formation.
『Perfect. Feed her this, and our child might even surpass Rou'er's little firebird in talent…』
The system went silent.
Li Qingmu raised his hand for another spank.
He stopped.
Her body had gone strangely still.
A mischievous, cat-like smile curved her lips even as tears of embarrassment glistened in her eyes.
She shifted deliberately.
It let one of her full, milk-heavy breasts press against the iron-hard bulge in his robes.
"Oh my… Husband is really this excited by Rou'er's new looks? This wife hasn't let you taste the upgraded peach yet, has she?"
Before he could answer, she slipped off his lap like water and knelt gracefully between his legs.
Delicate fingers traced the bulge in his pants as she stroked slow and worshipful.
"Cook something nice for your Rou'er tonight~"
She rested her flushed cheek on his knee.
"And this wife will feed you her sweetest peach until you beg for mercy~"
Her long lashes fluttered innocently.
Li Qingmu was one heartbeat away from dragging her inside and claiming his prize.
DONG—! DONG—! DONG—!
Huge bronze bells thundered across the entire sect that shook the mountains.
"Emergency summons!"
"All members of the Zhen branch bloodline report to the Ancestral Hall immediately!"
"Heavenly Governor Ye has descended in person!"
"Pay respects or face clan punishment!"
Li Qingmu's brow arched. "Ye?"
Zhen Rou's face went stern.
She rose and smoothened her robes with suddenly trembling fingers.
"Mhm… didn't Husband hear? The Ye family patriarch was just elected Governor of Heavenly Moon City. He… he is now Father's biggest political rival."
Li Qingmu blinked. "I see."
A big panel dramatically appeared in his eyes flashing blood-red letters.
[Warning: Imminent threat detected to Host's marriage and unborn heir!]
[Heavenly Governor Ye intends to dissolve your marriage to Zhen Rou and betroth her to his direct descendant.]
[If Host submits and flees: permanent 90% cultivation cripplement + loss of all bloodline blessings.]
[If Host crushes the divorce attempt and humbles the son of Patriarch Ye he gains a family palace, 10,000 mu Basic Spiritual Farm and one additional imperial-grade treasure!]
Li Qingmu stared at the panel.