Urban Seduction: Housewives Club-Chapter 2162 - 483: A Goddess Descends to the Mortal Realm 2

Chapter 2162: Chapter 483: A Goddess Descends to the Mortal Realm 2

And knowing she had the lead, that girl was still playing these dirty tricks? It was infuriating!

"Don’t let your mind be swayed!" the Master commanded sharply. "You are no less talented than her. Besides, losing a duel like this is no big deal."

Despite her status as the Palace Mistress, Su Mengchen looked like a pouting little girl in front of her teacher.

"Master, I have confidence. I could have tried for a breakthrough in six months, but with this... distraction... forget six months, I won’t even make it in a year."

"Actually, it’s nothing. You don’t have to let it affect you. Just treat it as a bit of spice in your life," the Master said with a smile. As the previous Mistress, she was wise. She understood that "clearing the path is better than blocking it."

Since her disciple had fallen into the mortal realm, she might as well let her understand it fully. "This is a human instinct. People call it ’Sex.’ You should try to learn a bit about it."

"Sex?" Su Mengchen repeated. she tapped her wrist-mounted communicator to search for the term, but found nothing.

"Use mine," the Master smiled apologetically, handing over her own device. To keep Su Mengchen "pure," her student’s communicator was specially restricted to block such content.

As a peak-stage Transcendence expert, Su Mengchen’s reading speed and comprehension were beyond human. It didn’t take long for her to get a solid grasp on the subject.

But the more she learned, the redder her face became. She had actually...

And she had told her Master every detail! She wanted to die of embarrassment.

"Sexual desire is an instinct everyone has. Don’t feel ashamed," the Master said, sitting beside her. She lowered her voice conspiratorially. "I’ll tell you a secret. Even I... occasionally use my hands to handle things."

"Master!" Su Mengchen stared in disbelief. In her heart, her teacher was the true Goddess. But...

The Master smiled easily. "Didn’t I say it? I’m human too. I have the same instincts. You shouldn’t be ashamed. If anyone should be ashamed, it’s me and the elders for suppressing you for the sake of an unrealistic goal."

"No, I know you were doing it for my own good," Su Mengchen said quickly. She was brilliant; now that she understood the facts, she realized their intentions. Even if they were wrong, it was a mistake born of love.

A petty person might have held a grudge, but not Su Mengchen.

The woman smiled warmly. "So, from now on, if this happens again, just enjoy yourself. Don’t feel pressured. In fact, the right kind of release might actually help your cultivation."

Su Mengchen could already feel it. After those four bouts of release, her mind and body felt significantly lighter. It would definitely help her focus later. She grinned. "It looks like the Battle Goddess girl did me a favor by accident."

Meanwhile...

Back to Su Mengyan and her son. Although Wang Yue had used his stored Yin Essence to refresh his mother’s energy over and over, that well wasn’t bottomless.

Most of it had been used to boost their respective cultivation levels. After hours of intense "activity," the Yin Essence finally ran dry, and Su Mengyan reached her absolute limit.

Looking down at his mother, who had fallen into a deep, exhausted sleep, Wang Yue was still energized, but he knew that pushing any further would actually hurt her. So, he finally stopped.

But once he stopped, he discovered another marvelous thing.

Even in her deep sleep, her "little sister" was still biting down hard on his rod. The velvet walls of her channel were wrapped tightly around him, twitching and pulsing in unconscious contractions that continued to massage and squeeze him.

Luckily, Wang Yue was a veteran of the bedroom with ironclad endurance. Had this been back when he first started, the sheer unconscious suction of her pussy would have made him lose it in minutes.

A real kingdom-toppler, Wang Yue thought, assigning a label to his mother.

He used to think stories of ancient emperors losing their empires over a beautiful woman were just excuses. But after experiencing his mother, he totally got it.

If those legendary beauties had her face, her body, and a pussy that provided this level of relentless stimulation, he 100% believed an emperor would just leave his dick inside her and never come out.

Even someone as disciplined as Wang Yue felt the pull to just sink into her forever. What chance did some weak-willed emperor have? With a woman like this in bed, who would give a damn about state affairs?

And not everyone had Wang Yue’s constitution—the ability to fuck every day without getting worn out, actually getting stronger the more he did it. Ordinary men would just waste away, relying on tonics until they ruined both their health and their country.

A nest of tenderness is the grave of heroes. The ancients weren’t kidding.

It took a massive amount of effort for Wang Yue to pull himself away. He slowly disengaged from her body, bit by bit, sliding his still-stiff rod out of her wonderful "steamed bun" mound.

He wasn’t afraid of the "grave of heroes"—he just had things to do. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Through their dual cultivation, both his cultivation level and the purity of his Qi had shattered through their previous bottlenecks. He needed to test the effects. Since his mother was asleep, it was the perfect time to go on a trial run so he could be back by the time she woke up.

He pulled a thin quilt over her stunning, sexy body. He had to—as long as she was lying there naked, he didn’t have the willpower to leave.

Wang Yue left her residence without waking a soul. He leapt straight up from the courtyard, soaring dozens of meters into the air, before twisting mid-air and bolting toward the southeast.

Before the breakthrough, he could jump that high and maybe shift his momentum, but that was just physics. Now, he was actually, truly flying. He could change directions at will in mid-air, and he was moving much faster than he ever could on the ground.

This was the hallmark of the Transcendence Realm.

Transcendence meant rising above the mundane. His life force had undergone a qualitative change; he was no longer a mere mortal. Flight was just one of the perks.

Wang Yue wanted to fully grasp the differences of this new realm. He chose the vast, endless Yangtze River as his training ground.

While he could fly, it was like the "Water-Treading" technique of the Returning-to-Origin Realm—it wasn’t infinite.

With his current cultivation at the late-stage of the second level of Transcendence, he could fly for about thirty minutes straight before needing to land and catch his breath.

But that was plenty. In less than twenty minutes, he reached the Yangtze and flew hundreds of kilometers deep into the region.

He stopped and landed on the surface of the water, standing firm. To him now, the water was no different from solid ground. He didn’t even have to exert any Qi to stay afloat.

Closing his eyes, he fully activated the Qi within his body.

Rumble!

A sound like muffled thunder erupted from within him. Without him moving a muscle, the surrounding water began to churn into massive waves.

From harmless little fish to powerful water monsters, every creature in the river fled in terror, desperate to get away from this danger zone. Even the creatures in the deep water, untouched by the surface waves, scrambled to escape.

Within minutes, not a single living soul remained within a ten-mile radius. It was primal, instinctive fear of a superior life force.

Wang Yue quietly familiarized himself with his Qi, then clenched his fist and threw a casual punch at the air beside him.

BOOM!

The water in the distance exploded as if a massive bomb had gone off, sending a pillar of water dozens of meters into the sky. When it crashed back down, it sent out another set of violent waves.

And that was just a basic attack—no special techniques, no skills.

Wang Yue did a mental comparison. He was at least dozens of times stronger now than he had been at the peak of the Mortal-Shedding Realm before the breakthrough.

Because of his various buffs, he’d been confident enough to fight and beat Transcendence-level martial artists back then.

Now that he’d broken through and jumped straight to the late-stage of the second level, he couldn’t even estimate his own ceiling. He’d need to find a few Transcendence-level opponents to really test his limits.

The Transcendence Realm was non-existent in the secular world—at least on the surface. Finding a sparring partner wouldn’t be easy.

But he wasn’t in a hurry. He was heading to the Yang family—one of the holy lands of the martial world—to find his second aunt. He’d have plenty of chances to trade blows there.

For now, mastering the "miracles" of the Transcendence Realm was the priority.

Standing still on the water, he closed his eyes and began "internal vision."

After entering Transcendence, his control over his internal state had become incredibly fine. He could sense the flow of his blood, the circulation of his Qi, and even the movement of individual cells.

Moreover, he discovered he now had a degree of control over his own bones.

This gave him an idea. Since he could control his bones, could he integrate the properties of Disguise techniques to actually change his physical stature?

Logically, it shouldn’t work. After all, the art of disguise came from Yu Suxin, who was also a Transcendence expert. If it could change body types, there was no reason she wouldn’t have done it.