Blood Warlock: Succubus Partner In The Apocalypse Chapter 1350 Running into the naughty mother

Returning to Earth, to be exact in Hero City floating around 500 meters over Beijing City.

Bai Zemin remained oblivious to the fact that as he sealed his marriage with Lilith in both flesh and spirit, a pair of horrifying entities were plotting a massive scheme that centered on him.

Truth be told, even if he had known, he likely wouldn’t have given it a second thought at this stage of his existence. The explanation? He just couldn’t afford to focus on anything else presently.

It had passed roughly 10 hours since Bai Zemin and Lilith surrendered their innocence. Throughout those 10 hours, neither of them halted their bodily motions (especially their hips) for so much as an instant, persisting in their passionate indulgence even as they switched positions to heighten the ecstasy for each other.

Engaging in intercourse for ten hours was undoubtedly superhuman. Yet for those elite soul evolvers at the pinnacle who could obliterate nations with their cataclysmic strikes, such endurance fell just within tolerable limits, though only just.

Regrettably, Bai Zemin’s Stamina stat was staggeringly immense, to put it mildly.

Actually, Lilith’s Stamina stat was extraordinarily elevated too. Combined with her vast superiority in levels over Bai Zemin, they were fairly matched.

Still...

"Zemin... Please, I... I truly can’t endure any longer." Lilith, who had been playful and giggling ten hours prior, now murmured in scarcely audible tones.

It wasn’t a matter of her not wanting to speak more forcefully... she simply lacked the energy!

Curled up on the bed, unable to twitch a finger, drenched in her own intimate secretions and those from her lover, Lilith huddled like a tiny kitten and firmly kept her eyes shut.

"I..." Bai Zemin parted his lips but snapped them shut upon noticing her frame still quivering even after he ceased.

He glanced downward at his groin, spotting his member—little Zemin—vibrant and eager as ever, which drew a wry grin from him.

Lilith summoned immense willpower to crack her eyes open just a sliver. Spotting his undiminished vigor, a flicker of alarm appeared in her sapphire gaze for the first time.

"Zemin, forgive me... I honestly can’t handle more." Lilith attempted to rise but even the tiniest shift proved agonizing. She couldn’t recall ever feeling this drained, not even from her earliest childhood memories.

The bliss she felt amid their union was... utterly otherworldly.

Whether such intense rapture was typical or not, Lilith sensed that each orgasm drained a fragment of her essence, leaving her desperately in need of recovery.

"I... It’s fine." Bai Zemin nodded and attempted a grin, though it clearly strained him.

Employing Blood Manipulation—one of his remaining functional skills—he swiftly halted the blood flow to his lower region. While little Zemin subsided, the fiery desire surging in his bloodstream proved far tougher to quell.

Lilith sensed her eyelids drooping, signaling sleep was moments away. In a faint, weary murmur, she breathed, "Honestly... You ought to bring little sister Yijun and that little vixen into your bed... I... I fear I won’t suffice alone."

Bai Zemin gaped at her in stunned silence, but before words formed, he realized she had drifted into full slumber.

Had this occurred earlier, he might have chuckled, yet under the current situation...

By now, Bai Zemin felt about 80% fulfilled, which wasn’t bad at all. However, recall that he was merely level 200 while Lilith held the maximum level possible for a Lower Existence... As his power advanced further, that 80% fulfillment would surely drop sharply.

Furthermore, given how Bai Zemin surged exponentially stronger with every Order he transcended—making past versions of him seem unrelated—even he couldn’t fathom the insatiable beast he might evolve into sexually...

For the moment, it was evident that Lilith alone couldn’t provide complete gratification, and this stemmed not from any inadequacy on her part... It was purely due to inherent disparities like bodily prowess and soul purity.

Bai Zemin shoved Lilith’s parting words to the recesses of his thoughts and surveyed the surroundings with a sour smirk.

"This... What an enormous disaster..."

No need to dwell on the bed...

The walls, floor, furnishings, windows, drapes, rug, hearth... and certainly not the bed once more.

Every surface gleamed with sticky chaos from translucent and milky fluids. Save for the ceiling, the entire chamber resembled a ravaged battlefield.

The aroma of their lovemaking hung so thickly that each breath pulled in potent pheromones designed solely to ignite further desire.

He rose and approached the windows. Flinging them wide, he invoked Air Manipulation to ventilate the space thoroughly, yet after considerable effort, it was plain that this lingering scent demanded additional measures—ones Bai Zemin had no intention of undertaking himself.

"Intimacy truly is a messy pursuit..." he grumbled while slipping into some attire and exiting the chamber, after first draping fresh linens over Lilith’s form.

Bai Zemin hadn’t ventured far when, after navigating a few corridors in the palace, he encountered one of the elegant servants employed there.

"You there, hold on a second please."

The raven-haired stunner paused in astonishment, but upon pivoting and recognizing Bai Zemin, she hastily dipped her head to curtsy.

Bai Zemin halted her gesture and blurted, "Do you happen to know Qin Ming’s location? I..."

But he abruptly froze, at a loss for words... Was he really going to ask this lady to help tidy the bedroom? The very notion mortified him.

Yet if he held back, how would he resolve this predicament...?

"Your Majesty?" The lovely woman regarded him with an adorable puzzled pout, noting his odd countenance.

"I..." Bai Zemin drew a steadying breath and plastered on a grimace worse than tears, "N-No... Never mind. Dismiss it and carry on with your duties."

With that, he dismissed the charming maid and departed without a backward glance, fleeing the scene.

Once more, he didn’t stray distant before encountering the individual he least wished to face just then.

"Father!"

Clad in her customary white garb, Bai Shilin dashed toward Bai Zemin and enveloped him in a tender embrace. Her large obsidian eyes sparkled with adoration and reverence whenever they met his.

Bai Zemin caressed the girl’s smooth silver locks, a spark of warmth lighting his gaze. Naturally, Bai Shilin wasn’t the one he wished to avoid... it was her companion!

Shangguan Xinyue peered past Bai Zemin as if searching for someone, but finding naught, she fixed him with amused scrutiny. Abruptly, she inquired, "If it’s not too much trouble, care to reveal where our Empress has gone? It’s rather unusual for the Emperor to wander solo so soon after the wedding, wouldn’t you agree?"

"She..." Bai Zemin shot her a sharp look, words failing him. But under Bai Shilin’s curious stare, he gritted his teeth and admitted, "She’s resting... She requires some recovery time."

"Eh?" Bai Shilin, ever the pure soul, exclaimed in surprise, "Lilith mom has slept since last night? She must be utterly worn out to slumber so long!"

Cough! Cough! ...

Bai Zemin cleared his throat twice and affirmed with a strained grin.

What alternative did he have? Silence was his sole option...

Shangguan Bing Xue’s mother scrutinized him from head to toe repeatedly, as if dissecting an exotic specimen. Suddenly, her mouth twisted into a mischievous smirk, and crossing her arms, she remarked, "I understand.... Our mighty Empress must indeed be EXTREMELY drained, right? Oh, and earlier, I noticed some odd fluid-like substance trickling from your quarters. Perhaps Your Majesty should investigate it."

"Fluids? What kind of fluids?" Bai Shilin queried with eyes alight in curiosity.

Shangguan Xinyue shut her eyes and parted her lips to respond, but Bai Zemin cut in swiftly.

"Shangguan Xinyue, are you convinced I won’t redden your backside if you persist?" He stared intently, whispering fiercely through clenched teeth.

"No, I’m not." Shangguan Xinyue’s mother shrugged, eyes still closed and arms akimbo. She resembled an intrepid sovereign, scorning all with bold indifference.

Bai Zemin bent close and murmured, "Not convinced? Test me then. Perhaps you’re among those who relish the discipline. Wouldn’t that produce more of that enigmatic fluid?"

Shangguan Xinyue’s eyes flew open at his timbre, and for once, she didn’t snap back immediately, instead holding his gaze silently for seconds to gauge his resolve.

At last, she huffed and muttered under her breath, "To imagine a youth younger than my daughter daring to threaten a spanking... The apocalypse has truly arrived."

As Bai Shilin observed them in perplexed confusion, Bai Zemin inwardly exhaled with relief.

Though past 40, Shangguan Xinyue acted like a mischievous teen reveling in chaos!