Just then, a fragrant breeze wafted by, carrying Luo Qingxuan’s cool, melodious voice.

"Are you finally free, my dear husband? Excellent! Then you can give me all your attention tonight, can’t you?"

In the next instant, a magnificent, ample bosom rushed toward him, burying his face in its deep, soft, pale ravine.

"..."

Ling Changqing’s expression stiffened. It only took him a moment to realize this must be Ling Qiyue’s handiwork.

"...Qi Yue, did you really have to go this far?"

He turned his head to look at the poised, dignified, and elegant Ling Qiyue and spoke with a sigh of resignation.

’Seriously... So I got the upper hand once in the bedroom, and now you have to call everyone over to help you get even? You hold way too much of a grudge, don’t you?’

"It’s nothing! I just saw how hard you were working, my dear husband, Opening the Furnace and Refining Pills day and night. So I called the sisters over to reward you properly tonight!"

Ling Qiyue said with a perfectly straight face, suppressing her laughter.

’So what? I’m supposed to thank you for this? You’re just too kind, Qi Yue!’

Grumbling inwardly, Ling Changqing forced a smile and said,

"That’s fine as well. Let’s all be together tonight! I truly have missed all of my dear wives!"

No matter what, he couldn’t show weakness. Even if he was about to be squeezed dry by the women in the boudoir, he absolutely could not lose his dignity as the head of the family.

Tang Qiu Yao shot him a glance filled with a hint of pity. "Then let’s all dine together. We should arrange for a lavish banquet and call those other girls over as well."

This peerless beauty didn’t forget to twist the knife. Those girls were all bewitching sirens; once they saw Ling Changqing was present and had eaten and drunk their fill, they certainly weren’t going to leave.

Sure enough, before long, Ling Bingyun, Ling Xueyu, Mu Yu Xin, Ling Zhiqing, Yang Yunfei, Chen Zihan, Xiao Meiniang, and Li Hanyou had all arrived.

Finally, Song Xuelan and Ling Menghuan arrived as well. The luxurious hall became a blur of fragrant silks and shimmering hairpins, a riot of vibrant greens and reds. A host of gorgeous, jade-like faces, each lovely whether smiling or pouting and each with a unique temperament, shone in dazzling concert, like a field of flowers so chaotic in its beauty it overwhelmed the senses.

Surrounded by a pack of hungry wolves, Ling Changqing was utterly overwhelmed.

Before long, maids came to announce that the banquet was ready.

And so, the bevy of beauties took their seats with Ling Changqing, and soon the hall was filled with the clinking of cups as they feasted heartily.

Given that the Ling Family’s resources now rivaled those of a Nascent Soul power, the quality of the ingredients at the banquet was naturally impeccable. There was an abundance of everything: various Third Grade Spirit Beasts and Spiritual Birds, Spirit Medicines and Treasures, and even Spirit Wine Nectar.

The women often partook in such grand feasts, and the benefits were self-evident: preserving their youth and beauty, enriching their qi and blood, strengthening their Physique and vitality, increasing their Cultivation, and so on.

"My dear husband, this thousand-year-old Nine-leaf Profound Jade Ginseng soup is quite good. You should have some more!"

Tang Qiu Yao brought over a translucent Jade Jar and placed it in front of Ling Changqing.

Inside the jar was a fragrant soup, the color of fine white jade. Its main ingredient was a thousand-year-old Nine-leaf Profound Jade Ginseng, slow-cooked with several precious Third Grade Spirit Medicines.

This single jar of soup alone was worth no less than a Crystal Condensation and Transcendence Pill.

Ling Changqing nodded, raised the jar, and drank it all down. It was like a scorching flame sliding down his throat. A surging heat spread through his limbs, warming his entire body with an indescribably pleasant sensation.

The greatest benefit of this concoction was its ability to significantly boost a man’s "combat effectiveness." If you know, you know.

The women gazed at the handsome, purple-robed youth with loving eyes. To them, with his noble and graceful bearing, he was like the legendary Ginseng Fruit from the stories.

And tonight, they would all partake of this Ginseng Fruit together.

An hour later, the banquet finally concluded.

A brutal battle commenced as night fell.

Luo Qingxuan served as the main force for the first wave of the offensive, and the pressure she brought to bear on Ling Changqing was immense.

She was followed by Fu Yin Xue, Qin Yun, Tang Qiu Yao, and the others—one wave after another, coordinating their efforts in a relentless assault.

Of course, Ling Changqing would not admit defeat so easily. He used every trick in his arsenal to mount a layered defense, launching counterattacks and neutralizing the women’s assaults one by one.

Ling Qiyue watched from the sidelines with a knowing smile, in no hurry to enter the fray herself.

’The night is long, and the best part is yet to come!’

An hour later, Ling Changqing still appeared to have everything under control.

Two hours later, the women had already rotated through several rounds. Luo Qingxuan remained the main attacker, with Xue Qingtan, Qin Yun, and Ling Yulu providing support, hemming Ling Changqing in from all sides.

Three hours in, Ling Changqing finally began to show signs of faltering. Facing the women’s utterly ferocious siege, he felt a long-forgotten powerlessness creeping in.

However, his pride as the family head made it impossible for him to beg for mercy. He persisted, rallying his strength and doing his utmost to suppress the women’s offensive.

He barely managed to hold on until the fourth hour. When a flushed and blushing Luo Qingxuan pounced on him yet again, Ling Changqing finally broke.

"...My dear, can we please call it a night?"

Ling Changqing said with a sigh, restraining Princess Long Nu’s mischievous hand.

"Absolutely not. I haven’t had my fill yet!"

Luo Qingxuan declared with a playful pout, her slender, jade-like arms refusing to release him.

Ling Changqing shot a pleading look toward Meng Feiyu and Xue Qingtan, hoping they might intercede on his behalf.

Nearby, Tang Qiu Yao considered this for a moment before finally speaking up.

"Since our husband is tired, let’s stop here for now. We can always Cultivate with him again next time!"

Ling Qiyue added with a beaming smile, "Then let’s leave it at that for today. We’ll continue our Dual Cultivation next time. After all, we can’t overwork our dear husband *too* much, can we?"

Ling Changqing breathed a sigh of relief. In truth, it was already nearly dawn. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

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「Deep within the Yuzhou Continent.」

The Fengdao Mountain Range was the ancestral stronghold of the Tang Family, one of the Nine Great Families.