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

"What is troubling you?" Wang Yue inquired, observing that the woman beneath him had drifted into a daze.

"I truthfully believed I would be torn apart. You possess... quite a significant size," Zhuang Wenxian remarked with unfiltered candor.

Wang Yue let out a chuckle he could not suppress.

"Torn apart? Not at all. Infants are far larger than this. If women were as fragile as you fear, the human race would have vanished long ago. You have a daughter, do you not? Why are you still panicked by such trivial things?"

"I delivered via C-section," she admitted, feeling a flush of embarrassment. Since she had never experienced a natural birth, the reality of the scale had never registered, leading to a momentary lapse in judgment.

"Cease your worrying and initiate the technique," Wang Yue commanded in a gentle tone. He activated the dual-cultivation method, beginning the delicate process of guiding her Qi.

Sensing that Wang Yue held no malicious intent, Zhuang Wenxian finally allowed her body to loosen. She had been rigorously practicing the method for several days, driven by a desperate hunger for strength, ensuring her proficiency was already quite robust.

Within moments, their Qi converged and linked perfectly.

It was then that Zhuang Wenxian truly grasped the essence of being a woman.

The massive "iron pillar" that had terrified her just moments earlier required only a dozen thrusts before she was thoroughly ensnared. She thought to herself, This is... extraordinary!

Unlike an ordinary training session, Wang Yue did not engage in a prolonged endurance test. He led her to a peak just once, and the moment her "gates" opened wide, he extracted every drop of the Primal Yin energy she had accumulated over thirty years.

At this moment, there was little room for "romance." Dual-cultivation was, in essence, a transactional affair; matters of the heart could be addressed later.

Even so, the sheer intensity of the Yin release left Zhuang Wenxian in a state of complete intoxication.

When Wang Yue finally erupted within her, he pushed her to a peak she had never imagined possible, burning an eternal mark into the deepest reaches of her spirit.

Wang Yue did not divide the spoils of her Primal Yin equally. He refined her cultivation until it hit the Earth Threshold Realm and concluded the session, keeping the surplus for his own use.

Given his current mastery, he could theoretically propel a woman straight to the Tianyuan Realm in one session. However, if he suddenly manifested over 300 Tianyuan experts, the four leaders would surely struggle to maintain control.

Regardless, 300 warriors at the Earth Threshold were more than adequate to deal with the river pirates.

The remainder of the endeavor proceeded with efficiency. Acknowledging that his skills in "sweet talk" were lacking, Wang Yue abandoned the attempt.

As the leaders introduced each woman, he would exchange a few brief sentences, understand their background, and allow his Qi to entice them before proceeding with the necessary cultivation.

Even so, it consumed over ten days on the submarine for Wang Yue to cycle through all 322 women.

By the time he had elevated 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 had hit that barrier around the 200th woman. It was a firm bottleneck; regardless of the energy he absorbed, he could not force any further progress.

He did not discard the excess energy, however—he chose to store the remaining Primal Yin within his body, intending to refine it once he achieved a breakthrough to the subsequent stage.

Upon completing the marathon, Wang Yue indulged in one final, vigorous session with the four leaders, utilizing a portion of the stored energy to elevate them all to the True Return Realm.

If they were to command 300 Earth Threshold experts, holding only the Tianyuan Realm was no longer sufficient. Achieving the True Return Realm solidified their authority beyond dispute.

Rather than remaining on the submarine until they reached Jinling, Wang Yue slipped into the dark water alone. He delegated the logistics of relocating the rescued women to the leaders; they could liaise with the Adventurers’ Guild and the Martial Alliance without his presence.

Submerged in the deep, Wang Yue distanced himself from the vessel, contemplating his stagnation. Is this happening because I advanced too rapidly? Or is my foundation lacking? Perhaps I simply need to unleash everything at once?

He kicked off with immense force. A violent explosion of energy surged beneath his feet, launching him skyward like a projectile. He broke the surface and ascended a hundred meters into the air.

At the Mortal Shedding Realm, true "flight" remains elusive, yet leaping the height of several houses is trivial. Even hampered by water resistance, Wang Yue was no ordinary cultivator.

At the zenith of his leap, he performed a mid-air somersault, diving headlong. With a single flick of his will, he cycled his Qi nine times through his meridians, launching a punch directly into the water below.

As expected, with 49x purity, his "Category 8 Hurricane" could successfully sustain nine rotations. Its flaw? The persistent 0.05-second wind-up time.

The moment his fist connected, the shockwave struck the water like an immense drill, boring into the abyssal depths.

A moment passed...

BOOM!

An explosion of such magnitude that it could be heard for a hundred miles rocked the vicinity. The river surface appeared as though it had been violently displaced by an unseen force, creating a crater a hundred meters deep and hundreds of meters wide. Massive walls of water erupted outward.

The resulting updraft was so violent that it tossed Wang Yue even higher, propelling him several hundred meters further into the sky.

Gazing down at the apocalyptic wake he had created, Wang Yue found himself questioning reality. Did I truly cause this?

If a master at the Peak of the Mortal Shedding could achieve this, what could an expert in the Transcendence Realm do? Falter a continent with a mere gesture?

But then, his thoughts drifted to Yu Suxin. She was a master of Transcendence, yet she had not appeared particularly terrifying. Was she simply restraining herself, or was the Transcendence Realm merely overhyped?

He concluded it was likely a combination. Yu Suxin had undeniably held back, yet most Transcendence masters were likely not as fortified as he was. Between his peak level and 49x purity, his raw offensive power was likely equivalent to an early Transcendence master.

And that nine-rotation Hurricane? That amounted to a 512x power multiplier. Even the most formidable Peak-Grade Heaven-Tier arts struggled to match such raw output.

"A pity," Wang Yue murmured, shaking his head. That 0.05-second delay was the fatal flaw. In the face of a Transcendence master's reflexes, that fraction of time was an eternity—long enough to be struck down or to simply evade the impact.

As he had always maintained: If you cannot land your strike, power is meaningless.

Moreover, that singular punch had drained nearly half of his reserves. If he were to fight with complete abandon, his Qi would be extinguished after three assaults.

BOOM!

Another deafening sound followed, though this time it was merely Wang Yue’s body slamming back into the water like a lead weight.

A lengthy silence ensued before the ripples finally settled. Wang Yue floated on the surface, eyes fixed upon the heavens, lost in deep contemplation.

Reaching the Peak of the Mortal Shedding Realm granted him awe-inspiring strength. This was in the open ocean; had he delivered that blow upon land, he would have gouged a crater dozens of meters deep, effectively manifesting a lake in a single heartbeat.

Regrettably, water is deceptive. It appears malleable, yet its capacity to restore its form is absolute. If a vessel were to pass by now, no one would ever discern that this location had just hosted a localized armageddon.

In the presence of the natural order, human endeavors felt remarkably futile, even for one at the pinnacles of Mortal Shedding.

Naturally, Wang Yue was not experiencing a profound realization regarding the philosophy of the elements. He was not about to attain the "Path of Water" simply by observing his surroundings. Every veteran practitioner in history had already exhausted those metaphors.

Gaining enlightenment from a blade of grass or the harmony of hard and soft from a stream...

Such concepts were for children.

Wang Yue was, in fact, merely brooding.

He had genuinely believed his cultivation would remain unimpeded. He had convinced himself that if he ever stalled, he would simply find more women to dual-cultivate with and force his way past the bottleneck.

But reality had offered a harsh correction. Even exerting his full capacity with a 512x burst had failed to trigger a breakthrough. He was entirely devoid of solutions.

It appeared he had no choice but to wait for Yu Suxin to conclude her tantrum so he could seek her guidance. After all, she was the only Transcendence master he knew.

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

Bottlenecks were trivial—he would resolve them in time. At this very moment, something far more enticing awaited him at home.

He struck the water’s surface with both palms, launching himself into the air once more, and bolted toward Jinling.

Mother, I am finally returning home!