Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 2142 - 463: The Peak of Mortal Shedding 2

"What is troubling you?" Wang Yue inquired, noticing the beauty beneath him had suddenly zoned out.

"I truly feared I might break. You are... remarkably large," Zhuang Wenxian confessed with blunt honesty.

Wang Yue let out a chuckle.

"Break? That is impossible. Babies are significantly larger than this. If women were that fragile, how could anyone successfully give birth? You are a mother; why do you still fret over such things?"

"I had a C-section," she replied sheepishly. Never having undergone a natural delivery, she had failed to account for anatomical realities, resulting in a momentary lapse in logic.

"Stop overthinking things and focus on executing the technique," Wang Yue commanded gently. He initiated the dual-cultivation method, beginning to guide her internal energy.

Sensing that Wang Yue harbored no ill intent, Zhuang Wenxian finally allowed her body to relax. Having practiced the technique for several days in a desperate bid for strength, her control was already quite proficient.

Within moments, their Qi achieved a seamless connection.

Then, Zhuang Wenxian finally grasped the true essence of womanhood.

The intimidating "iron pillar" that had frightened her earlier required only a dozen thrusts before she was completely ensnared. It felt... absolutely incredible!

Different from an ordinary encounter, Wang Yue did not engage in an endless marathon of climaxes. He brought her to a singular peak, and as her "gates" opened wide, he extracted every trace of the Primal Yin energy she had accumulated over three decades.

At this juncture, there was little room for "romance." Dual-cultivation was purely a transactional affair; matters of the heart could be dealt with later.

Even so, the sheer intensity of the Yin release left Zhuang Wenxian completely disoriented.

When Wang Yue finally erupted within her, it propelled her to a summit she had never previously encountered, searing an indelible impression into her very soul.

Wang Yue did not split the rewards of her Primal Yin evenly. He increased her cultivation to the Earth Threshold Realm and called it finished, keeping the excess for himself.

At his level, a single session could theoretically elevate a woman to the Tianyuan Realm, but producing over 300 Tianyuan experts at once would make them impossible for the four leaders to manage.

Besides, 300 warriors at the Earth Threshold Realm were more than enough to dismantle the river pirates.

The remainder of the process proceeded predictably. Realizing that smooth talk was not his specialty, Wang Yue abandoned the effort.

As the leaders introduced each woman, he exchanged minimal pleasantries to understand their background, then used his Qi to facilitate the transition before attending to the matter at hand.

Even so, it took Wang Yue over ten days on that submarine to cycle through all 322 women.

Once he had raised them all to the Earth Threshold Realm, his own cultivation and the purity of his Qi had surged, reaching the peak of the Mortal Shedding Realm with 49x purity.

In truth, he hit that plateau around the 200th woman. It was a severe bottleneck; regardless of how much energy he absorbed, he could not push past the limit.

He did not let the remaining energy go to waste, however—he stored the leftover Primal Yin within his body to refine once he successfully advanced to the next realm.

After concluding the marathon, Wang Yue engaged in a final, wild session with the four leaders, using some stored energy to advance them all to the True Return Realm.

To command 300 Earth Threshold experts, simply being in the Tianyuan Realm was no longer sufficient. Achieving True Return solidified their authority absolutely.

Instead of staying on the submarine until they reached Jinling, Wang Yue slipped into the water alone. He left the logistical responsibility of resettling the women to the leaders, who could coordinate with the Adventurers’ Guild and the Martial Alliance. He saw no need for his presence.

Submerged in the depths, Wang Yue put distance between himself and the vessel, reflecting on his stagnation. Is it because I progressed too quickly? Lacking a solid foundation? Or perhaps I simply need an outlet for all this power?

He kicked off with immense force. A massive surge of energy erupted beneath his feet, propelling him upward like a surface-to-air missile. He breached the surface and soared a hundred meters into the sky.

In the Mortal Shedding Realm, one cannot technically "fly," but leaping several stories high is trivial. Despite the water's resistance, Wang Yue was no ordinary practitioner.

At the peak of his ascent, he flipped mid-air and dove headlong. With intense focus, his Qi circulated nine times through his meridians. He hurled a punch directly at the water below.

As expected, with 49x purity, his "Category 8 Hurricane" could now sustain nine rotations. The downside remained: a 0.05-second wind-up time.

The instant he struck, the shockwave impacted the water like an immense drill, boring into the depths.

A moment later...

BOOM!

A deafening explosion echoed for a hundred miles, rocking the entire region. The river appeared to be displaced by an invisible force, carving a crater a hundred meters deep and hundreds of meters wide. Towering walls of water surged outward.

The updraft generated was so violent that it blew Wang Yue even higher, tossing him hundreds of meters into the air.

Gazing down at the destruction, Wang Yue began to doubt reality itself. Did I truly cause this?

If a Peak Mortal Shedding expert could perform such a feat, what might a Transcendence master be capable of? Leveling a continent with a wave of their hand?

Then, his thoughts drifted to Yu Suxin. She was a Transcendence master, yet she did not strike him as inherently terrifying. Was she simply holding back, or is the Transcendence Realm not as potent as rumored?

He suspected it was a combination of both. Yu Suxin was certainly restraining herself, but most Transcendence masters likely did not possess his level of raw augmentation. Between his peak realm and 49x purity, his pure attack strength probably rivaled an early-stage Transcendence master.

And that nine-rotation Hurricane? That delivered a 512x power multiplier. Even a top-tier Heaven-Tier technique could hardly match that.

"A shame," Wang Yue muttered, shaking his head. That 0.05-second interval was the fatal flaw. Against a Transcendence master's reactions, that half-second was an eternity—plenty of time for them to end him or simply sidestep the attack.

As he always maintained: if you cannot connect, power counts for nothing.

Moreover, that single strike had drained nearly half his Qi. If he pushed himself to the limit, he would be exhausted after three attempts.

BOOM!

Another massive sound reverberated, but this was merely Wang Yue’s body impacting the water like a fallen boulder.

A long period passed before the surface finally calmed. Wang Yue drifted amidst the ripples, staring at the sky in contemplation.

Existing at the Peak of the Mortal Shedding Realm granted him near-godlike power. This was open water, but if he had delivered that punch on land, he would have created a massive crater, essentially forming a lake in seconds.

Unfortunately, water is deceptive. It appears yielding, but its capacity to recover is unmatched. Should anyone pass by now, they would never suspect the area had just been struck by a localized catastrophe.

Compared to nature, human effort feels rather insignificant, even at this height of cultivation.

Of course, Wang Yue was not having some profound epiphany regarding the elements. He was not about to master a "Path of Water" simply by observing the ripples. Every martial arts master throughout history had already exhausted those clichés.

Finding "unyielding spirit" in a blade of grass or "balance" in a stream...

That is child’s play.

What Wang Yue was actually doing was wallowing in frustration.

He had genuinely believed he would encounter no obstacles. He assumed that if he were ever stuck, he could simply find more women for dual-cultivation and force his way through the bottleneck.

But reality had served him a cold dose of truth. Even throwing a 512x power explosion had failed to trigger an breakthrough. He was effectively out of options.

It appeared he had no choice but to wait until Yu Suxin finished her tantrum so he could seek her guidance. After all, she was the only Transcendence master with whom he was acquainted.

After moping for a moment, however, Wang Yue’s temperament shifted.

Bottlenecks were minor inconveniences—he would eventually overcome them. Right now, something far superior was waiting for him at home.

He struck the water with both palms, launching himself into the air once more, and set a course for Jinling.

Mother, I am coming home!