Urban Seduction: Housewives Club-Chapter 1362: Longing for Mother

At first, apart from a few particularly bold ones, the female disciples were still somewhat reserved and tried to avoid Ye Fei. However, they soon realized that doing so meant missing out on many opportunities for pleasure with him.

After all, there were just too many people. So, before long, not only did they stop avoiding him, but they also began to deliberately create chances to be in his presence and even came up with various ways to tempt him.

Sometimes it was one person alone, sometimes a small group, and there were even instances where over a hundred women, dressed in all sorts of sexy outfits, would line up in the garden, sticking out their differently shaped but equally enticing buttocks, waiting for him to pleasure them one by one.

Such a spectacular scene had occurred more than once.

By this point, the headquarters of the Cuiyan Sect, one of the top ten forces in the True Emptiness Realm and now arguably the foremost, had become Ye Fei’s harem of debauchery.

In a day’s twelve hours, his member was immersed in various vaginas for over eleven and a half hours. Had it not been for the Xuan Yang Technique, no matter how powerful he was, he would have eventually exhausted himself to death.

But the Xuan Yang Technique was incredibly potent.

This relentless indulgence in sex not only didn’t harm Ye Fei’s body but also brought him immense benefits.

In just over nine months, he had managed to bring more than twenty people, including his grandmother, to the Great Perfection stage through vigorous intercourse, effectively doubling the number of Great Perfection cultivators in the True Emptiness Realm.

Moreover, his meridians had finally been unblocked. Although it was only a very thin channel, it had already made his true energy far more profound than that of his beautiful master, who was much stronger nine months ago.

The only downside was that none of these more than twenty Great Perfection cultivators, including his grandmother, had broken through on their own.

All of them had relied on his electric power, which showed just how difficult it was to break through independently.

No wonder the True Emptiness Realm had only produced a little over twenty Great Perfection cultivators in a thousand years.

Nevertheless, Ye Fei now had absolute confidence that he could open the spatial passage. Had it not been for the imminent childbirth of his grandmother and great-grandmother, he would have started the process immediately.

In total, Ye Fei had been away from Earth for almost a year.

During this time, he was eager to return and reunite with his beloved mother and the other women. However, life for Liu Yiru and the others on Earth had been even more difficult than for Ye Fei.

With Ye Fei gone for a year, Wanghai had been in chaos for the entire duration, and there was still no sign of peace. Instead, the situation had worsened.

Various factions were all vying for control of the lucrative city, turning what was once a bustling international metropolis into almost a living hell.

Criminal organizations ran rampant, and ordinary citizens, who initially only dared not to go out at night, now hesitated to leave their homes even during the day.

In the face of this situation, the authorities did nothing. The original officials, except for those who were pawns of the major families, were all labeled as part of the "Liu clique" and replaced. The new ones were preoccupied with power struggles.

As for the internet, it had become eerily calm. It wasn’t that netizens didn’t want to discuss the situation, nor that the citizens of Wanghai didn’t want to complain.

The term "Wanghai" and even the entire southeast had become taboo online.

Any post related to the topic would be deleted immediately.

Coupled with the influence of television news, most people in the country believed that the southeast had truly returned to peace, except for those who were directly affected and had no way to voice their grievances.

To put it bluntly, the southeast was like a festering cesspool, either waiting to be silently buried and turned into organic fertilizer to nourish plants or waiting for a catalyst to stir it up, spreading its stench worldwide and ultimately achieving purification.

The only sanctuary was a vast and picturesque estate located to the southeast of Wanghai, rumored to be inhabited by stunning beauties, a veritable earthly paradise.

Naturally, no one could resist the temptation of this estate. To be precise, many families had tried to take it over, employing a variety of methods.

First, they used criminal forces to harass the place, attempting to scare the women inside into giving up the estate. However, they didn’t even pass the first hurdle.

The criminal groups were crushed by the Tianmo Sect, almost to the point of annihilation.

Subsequently, some people attempted to use the owner of the estate, Ye Fei, as a pawn to "legally reclaim" it. However, their efforts were ultimately rejected by the Zhou patriarch in the capital.

Although these individuals had powerful families backing them, no one was foolish enough to provoke the Zhou family, whose influence was not smaller than theirs, over a mere estate.

By this time, the night had grown deep. Yet, in a small pavilion within the estate, a room was still lit. Under the soft glow of the light, a woman of unparalleled beauty sat quietly by the bedside.

Her gaze was tender as she looked at the four exquisite baby girls lying side by side on the bed.

These were the quadruplets she had given birth to over a month ago for her beloved son. They had yet to be named, as she wanted to wait for their father and brother to return before bestowing names upon them.

After a long while, the beauty, more enchanting than any fairy, made a gesture that would break any man’s heart—a delicate frown. She sighed softly and murmured to herself, "Son, when will you come back..."

Longing is a disease, and she had been deeply afflicted since the moment her son left a year ago.

Had it not been for her formidable internal energy and the essence her son had repeatedly infused into her body, providing the necessary nourishment, the most beautiful woman in human history might have already withered away.

After another considerable amount of time, the beauty extinguished the light and carefully lay down on the bed.

Her hand subconsciously reached down to her full and sensitive spot, gently touching it as she whispered once more, "Goodnight, son."

This place was her son’s favorite. He had once made it incredibly sensitive, but it had been a year since it had been used.

It wasn’t just her; all the women in the estate were the same. Although their desires, amplified by the Xuan Yin Art, were more than ten times stronger than those of ordinary women, none of them had indulged in self-pleasure even once in the past year. Their intense longing had suppressed all urges.

The night passed quickly. Liu Yiru, who had gone to bed late, woke up early. Her place would soon be bustling with activity. She and Ye Yunqi had become the mainstays for the other women.

Every day, they would seek her out to confirm Ye Fei’s safety through their mental connection with him. Otherwise, they would be restless all day, even after a year, knowing full well that their beloved man was in no danger.