Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 2139 - 460: A Ridiculous Idea 3

Zhou Yifei found herself in a daze, instinctively reaching down to touch the areas that were still tender and swollen from the rigorous activities of the previous evening—a sensation shared by both of her daughters.

Meanwhile, Wang Yue was cutting through the currents with immense speed. Moving through the water nearly as quickly as he traversed the land, he surged forward for hundreds of miles until a colossal shadow finally appeared in the dark depths before him.

He swam rapidly toward the underside of the submarine and signaled Hong Ling and the rest of the group. A small hatch beneath the vessel hissed open immediately.

The moment Wang Yue slid into the airlock, the external door locked tight against the river water, followed by the opening of the inner hatch above him.

Wang Yue vaulted out of the small intake area and was greeted by the four women—Hong Ling, Lu Bo, Zi Yun, and Bai Yan—who stared at him with undisguised adoration and excitement.

"Young Master Wang!" Bai Yan, being the most impulsive of the group, utilized her superior agility to lunge forward and wrap herself in his arms.

Wang Yue caught her effortlessly. Her petite physique perfectly satisfied his alpha-male sense of dominance, especially given that his own body was still in a phase of constant growth.

"You have all exerted yourselves quite a bit while I was away, sisters," Wang Yue remarked. As he held Bai Yan, his gaze drifted across the beautiful faces of the other three, and he offered a smirk. "So, tell me—what kind of reward should I expect?"

"Is that even a question? The only reward we crave is that massive cock of yours!" Bai Yan chirped. She hooked her legs around his waist and reached behind her, skillfully undoing his trousers to reveal the beast underneath.

The eyes of the other three women locked onto his manhood instantly, their breaths hitching as their arousal spiked. Fucking Wang Yue represented the pinnacle of pleasure for any woman, yet it came with a steep price: once experienced, their libidos became insatiable.

When deprived of his presence for too long, they felt as though they were suffering from intense withdrawal symptoms.

Even the most refined woman was defenseless against him. His cock was essentially a high-grade tool designed for turning women into his personal playthings.

Of course, they reserved this side of themselves solely for him. To the outside world, they remained the elite, untouched, and dignified goddesses.

As the senior among them, Hong Ling attempted to maintain some level of decorum. "This is the lower gangway," she cautioned. "Let us at least relocate to the living quarters first."

Bai Yan ignored her entirely. To welcome Wang Yue properly, she had opted for a short miniskirt, meaning she required no undressing.

She simply shoved her panties aside and thrust her hips forward, receiving his rock-hard length into a space that had been damp with anticipation since she received his signal the previous day.

Understanding their desperate hunger, Wang Yue allowed the spontaneous encounter to continue. He grabbed her behind the thighs and began striding down the corridor, shadowed by Hong Ling and the others.

With every purposeful stride, his member slid deeply within Bai Yan’s tight passage, and he occasionally punctuated the movement with a heavy, deliberate thrust that sent waves of pleasure through the petite woman.

By the time they arrived at their quarters, they had not encountered another person; the women had clearly cleared the deck to ensure their privacy.

Because the four of them shared living space, the room was vast, and the bed was even larger—an ideal stage for their reunion.

And so, a battle involving one man and four women began in earnest.

Five hours passed before silence reclaimed the room.

The four beauties lay scattered across the bed like discarded dolls, utterly exhausted and unable to find the energy to sit up.

Even so, they remained huddled tightly against Wang Yue. Bai Yan and Zi Yun draped themselves over his legs, their small hands clasping the weapon that had been punishing them for the duration of the afternoon, unwilling to let go.

Wang Yue reclined, wrapping his arms around Hong Ling and Lu Bo as they snuggled against his chest. While caressing their smooth skin and full breasts, he shifted toward professional matters. "So, what has the harvest been like recently?"

"Our numbers have increased. There are currently nine hundred women willing to join us," Bai Yan reported, still mindfully stroking his lingering erection. As the data specialist, she had the figures ready.

"Their morale is exceptionally high because they share a deep hatred for the pirates. We have been hitting them hard—wiping out seventeen small crews and securing significant supplies. However, given our limited combat strength, we have avoided medium and large organizations, which means we are missing out on the high-end loot."

Wang Yue nodded in acknowledgment. He understood the situation. Only the four of them were actual practitioners of Cultivation. Even with their status in the Tianyuan Realm, four people were simply insufficient for larger operations.

While the sub was a terrifying machine following its upgrades, the major pirate syndicates possessed modern heavy weaponry and significant manpower of their own.

If they could not simply steamroll the enemy with the submarine, Hong Ling and the women would be forced to board, leaving fifteen hundred defenseless women vulnerable if the pirates attempted a counter-raid.

"The nine hundred sisters are currently in training, and we have secured enough resources through our raids," Bai Yan continued, "but truthfully, we won't see significant results until at least next year, if even then."

Wang Yue nodded again. Cultivation is a slow and arduous process. Even with an abundance of resources,six months would only bring an average person to the Body Refining stage; most would struggle to achieve even that.

That was where his unconventional idea came into play. It was so daring that he found it difficult to articulate.

However, Hong Ling decided to speak up. "Young Master, we have a suggestion. I am not certain if it is overstepping..."

Wang Yue gave her breast a playful squeeze. "You are my women. We are family. There is no concept of overstepping—go ahead and speak."

The women exchanged glances before Hong Ling confessed. "We were wondering... could we utilize your dual-cultivation technique to bolster a group of the women? We could potentially form a formidable strike force that way."

The four of them looked down, feeling a sense of guilt. They felt as though they were asking Wang Yue to serve as a mere stud.

Although the women on the vessel were attractive, they did not necessarily match the tier of the beauties Wang Yue usually kept. They feared they were asking a man accustomed to the finest delicacies to settle for something mundane simply for utility.

They did not realize that their plan aligned perfectly with his own secret ambitions.

Wang Yue had already contemplated mass-cultivation with the women of the submarine. His motive, however, differed; he was not just doing it for the defense of the sub—he intended to power-level his own Cultivation. He required immense strength to eventually confront the Yang family.

Knowing that his mother and aunt might be linked through their internal cycles, every passing moment felt like a blade twisting in his gut.

Everything had been stable for years, but the uncertainty remained. What if the distance had caused a shift? If his Second Aunt returned home and her husband engaged with her... Wang Yue would be the one suffering the ultimate loss.

As for the women on the ship—under normal circumstances, Wang Yue would not entertain such a proposition. But these women had chosen a life beneath the waves, dedicated to fighting pirates. They had already accepted their fate of never returning to land, effectively committing to a life of celibacy.

To speak plainly, they were destined to become lonely. Dual-cultivating with Wang Yue was not an indignity; it was a profound upgrade. It offered them the world's most exquisite pleasure while simultaneously advancing their Cultivation level. It was the absolute definition of a mutually beneficial arrangement.