Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 2040 - 369: Planting Warm Jade in Lantian 4

Suddenly, Wang Yue's grasp on the audacity of women's discussions hit an entirely new height. It looked like they were ready to chat about virtually every subject under the sun. Little wonder people say a single page of messages from close girlfriends' talks could spark endless shame if ever leaked out.

Yet, he struggled to warm up to Li Menglan's unexpected suggestion. "You know my position well. Absent any real emotional tie, I honestly don't wish to get involved in those kinds of encounters with women."

"One time is all it would take," Li Menglan urged him.

"This way, the young master gets to absorb their vital energy for boosting his cultivation, while also gaining greater devotion from them toward the Wang family. It's beneficial for everyone involved."

Wang Yue trusted her words. He knew full well the overwhelming potency of his penis. Once a woman had tasted it, even without ongoing contact, she'd never shake it from her mind. So, to secure future chances of indulgence, she'd surely grow more faithful to the Wang family.

Even more thrilling to him was the vital energy these women possessed. Though he now stood as a formidable figure in the Degenerate Mortal Realm, and the Tianhai Zhang family kept their distance out of fear from his mighty aura, his days flowed smoothly.

Still, one worry lingered heavily in his thoughts: his second aunt, Su Mengchen. Should the schemes unfolding in Jinling truly stem from her, that would ease his mind. It would show she held strong sway inside the Yang family and faced no hardships. But suppose it wasn't her?

For that reason, Wang Yue had to rush to the Yang family without delay to sort out the truth.

The Yang family ranked as a holy ground in the martial realm, home to at least experts at the pinnacle of the Degenerate Mortal Realm.

Moreover, the chances were high of superhuman powerhouses in the Transcendent Realm dwelling there too.

Given his present power level, storming into the Yang family would amount to smashing an egg into stone.

Thus, he urgently required a swift surge in his cultivation. At minimum, he needed to hit the peak of the Degenerate Mortal Realm prior to making his move.

Noticing Wang Yue deep in contemplation, Li Menglan sensed his intrigue. She quickly pressed on, "They've sworn not to disturb the young master or breathe a word of this to outsiders."

Wang Yue paid no mind if word spread. In the end, a young master taking a liking to his servants wouldn't draw criticism. The worst he'd face was a label of being a playboy, which hardly fazed him.

That said, one concern nagged at him: how to handle the women among them who were already wed?

"Hmm..." Li Menglan pondered too. With his penis holding such immense might, how could any woman, after sampling it, find satisfaction with another man?

Luckily, out of the Wang family's scores of maids, more than 70% remained unmarried, hailing from their early years or even before.

The other 30% consisted mainly of widows whose spouses had fallen in service to the family. Just four were currently married, and they could easily be left out.

Once she laid this out for Wang Yue, he gave a prompt nod. "Alright, see to it yourself. Inform me once preparations are complete."

Truth be told, Wang Yue was growing far more receptive to these scenarios. Provided consent existed on both sides, no one was off-limits.

Naturally, by "no one" he referred solely to other women. Should some other fellow dare to claim a woman under his possession, tough luck—mercy wouldn't factor in.

As dusk fell, Li Menglan at last departed. Right before she went, both she and Wang Yue detected a subtle pulse of life stirring in her belly. They recognized it as the spark of their offspring.

For the moment, it resembled a mere sprout, too early to discern if it would grow into a son or daughter. Yet this fresh spark of existence stirred a gentle shift in their emotions. It was the profound affection known as parental love.

This bond shone with purity and fervor, leaving them convinced they'd evolved into finer souls.

Wang Yue hadn't braced himself for fatherhood, but in that instant, he realized bearing a child might not be dreadful after all. It could fuel him with extra drive and infuse his household with greater joy.

After all, raising kids proves draining when left to one individual or a mere pair. But surround them with a crowd of adults pitching in, plus hordes of maids on hand, and it turns into sheer delight instead of drudgery.

With Li Menglan sent away, Wang Yue noted the hour drawing near, so he set off for his mother's quarters.

The moment Wang Yue stepped inside, strains of music greeted his ears. Intrigued, he dashed past the doorway and into the lounge.

Within the lounge, a pair of mothers swayed in rhythm. More accurately, Mother Yan guided the other mother through dance steps.

They executed a timeless routine, their motions flowing with elegance and otherworldly grace.

Nevertheless, as he observed the two mothers gliding to the soothing melody, Wang Yue's penis sprang to rigid attention without delay.

Though it was a traditional dance, they skipped the ornate, ceremonial outfits usually paired with it.

Rather, each donned nothing but stockings.

Mother Yan's pair gleamed in a nude shade, sheer and nearly see-through. They acted like a faint tint over her pale-as-snow complexion, amplifying its radiant glow.

Under those stockings stretched what felt like empty space, with only a minuscule pink thong clinging below.

The thong's fabric was so delicate it failed to conceal her private zones completely. Portions of her full labia peeked out, clashing vividly against the rosy material. Through the snug stockings, a slim gap in the pink cloth unveiled the seductive charm of her sex.

Her torso lay exposed as well. Her ample, pale breasts pressed lightly against the stockings, yet this merely accentuated their allure. The rosy tips stood utterly irresistible, igniting in Wang Yue a fierce urge to lunge forward and latch onto those provocative nipples, reliving the morning's indulgences.