Samuel slowly shifted the bedsheets to take in the scene before him. On his left lay the girl who had been so enthusiastic the night before. On his left laid the girl who had been so proactive just the night before. With her perky B-cups and hairless slit she seemed to embody graceful energy.
On his right lay a voluptuous woman, her presence almost beyond belief. A hint of lingering alcohol surrounded her, an enticing aroma that felt oddly fitting. Her impressive curves were only part of her allure; the rest of her body was equally stunning. The fiery red tuft between her legs seemed to beckon invitingly.
Trying his hardest to not wake the beauties, Samuel softly did something he had wanted to do the entire night before. He slowly grabbed a breast on both sides. Feeling the softness on his palms made his already hard morning wood grow even harder.
Unaware that his movements were becoming increasingly urgent, he suddenly heard a soft moan escape from his side. Glancing over, he noticed both girls watching him with sleepy, inviting gazes, one ferocious and one shyly stuffing her head into his shoulder. "You can squeeze a little harder, you know," Mei Ling whispered seductively, her breath warm against his ear. Just as he prepared to leap towards her, a loud crash echoed from downstairs, followed by distant screams.
In an instant, all three scrambled out of bed, hastily grabbing their clothes. But before they could even get dressed, the door swung open with incredible velocity, forcefully removing it from it's hinges, revealing a man clad in bright red robes almost crimson in color, his presence commanding and intense.
The man surveyed the room, his gaze landing on Mei Ling and Xiu Yun. "By the orders of the Scarlet Flame Sect," he announced, "I command Mei Ling to return to the sect without resistance. As for you," he directed his attention to Samuel and Xiu Yun, his expression shifting to a dangerous mix of anger and leering intent.
"You've committed a grave offense by sleeping with the wife of our sect master. Your punishment will be death." His eyes glinted with malice and a little jealousy when he looked down as he raised his sword toward Samuel. "And for you, there may still be a way to escape this fate," he leered at Xiu Yun with a sinister smile. "Simply show that you're the kind of woman who would sleep with anyone."
When he sensed that everyone in the room as a mortal, he decided on a way to punish them. With a single pull, his red robes fell onto the floor, revealing his everything even his extremely small parts, already completely awake and dripping onto the floor.
Suddenly, Samuel burst into laughter. "Wait, are you saying this mortal is married to someone important? I just walked into this house, demanded the small one, and picked the other up off the street. What can mere mortals do to stop me?"
He continued without waiting for a response. "Just let your sect master know I'm not finished with his wife yet, alright?" In that instant, he embraced both women and activated the sect master's token concealed in his bundled-up clothes in his hands, teleporting back to the sect.
Moments later, more men in red robes entered the room, accompanied by a striking figure clad in an even more elaborate version of the same attire. At the sight of him, the naked man turned pale and immediately knelt on the floor. "Sect Master!" he exclaimed.
A disapproving glance settled on the man, accompanied by the words he dreaded most. "Where is my wife?" Cold sweat trickled down his forehead. "She… she was in bed with another man, sir. They escaped," he whispered, but the sect master heard him clearly.
The sect master turned around and issued one final command: "Take him to the dungeons, but don't kill him too quickly." His tone was eerily casual, as if he were merely ordering a sandwich.
Meanwhile, back at the Heavenly Peach Sect, Samuel was sweating under the intense scrutiny of his wives. "What did you mean by 'the small one'? And what do you mean 'picked up from the street'?" they both demanded, their expressions a mix of confusion and concern.
"Just calm down. I had to make you look like victims to protect your parents from punishment, as we were unable to confront him directly. I'm not sure what realm he was in, but it had to be at least the Foundation Establishment Realm." Samuel could generally gauge cultivation realms by their aura due to his extensive knowledge. Unfortunately, since he was still a mortal, it wasn't an exact science; he would need to use his Qi to accurately determine the realm.
"Anyway, hold my hand, and I'll take you to my home." Both of them grasped one of his hands, and in an instant, they were teleported to his villa. Mei Ling, a former sect master, had encountered luxury before, but nothing on this scale. She was momentarily stunned but quickly adapted. Her friend, however, was a different story. Having spent her entire life in the slums, the vastness of the villa dwarfed even the marketplace where she once sold bread. "W-what is the size of this house? You could fit an entire city inside here," Xiu Yun exclaimed, her tone laced with disbelief.
Smiling at his wife, who seemed almost overwhelmed by their new luxuries, Samuel noticed how she pressed herself against him in excitement, momentarily forgetting their nakedness. When she realized what she had done, she pulled away, blushing fiercely.
"Why are you blushing so much? You showed me plenty just last night," he teased, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.
Her face flushed deeper, resembling a ripe tomato as she stammered, "Y-y-you remember that?! I thought you were dead drunk and wouldn't remember anything!"
Samuel smiled at her. "What excuses are you making, you are the wife of a dual cultivator, last night was a tame night. Just get ready to feel amazing at night from now on. Last night did feel good right?" He feigned a downtrodden tone although he had felt with his fingers how good she felt. All this just for one reason.
"O-of course it felt good! I could barely breathe until you finally released me. You're amazing!" Her praise was the only thing that he sought.
"Anyway, let's head to the courtyard. I'll give you your cultivation manual," he said nonchalantly, as if it were just a trivial gift.
Samuel was dismayed when his shy wife insisted they get dressed before walking. However, Mei Ling refused to put on any clothes. So, they set off: one man and one woman were dressed, while another woman walked naked. With one hand around his wife's waist and the other on Mei Ling's ass, they continued without a care. After 10 minutes of walking, they had barely covered 10% of the building but, had reached their destination.
Signaling his wives to take a seat on the furniture, he bent down to grab a notebook and pen. Sitting between them, he wrote Whispers of the Tides on the cover before opening the notebook to start drafting its contents. Tailored specifically for his beloved wife, he poured his heart into creating what he hoped would be the best manual ever made. After an hour of focused writing, he finished with a final period, satisfied with his work.
Suddenly, in a sky where elemental energies intertwined, the heavens shimmered with an ethereal azure, resonating with the essence of the Water Element. Celestial rivers of Qi flowed through the vast expanse, sparkling like countless diamonds beneath the sun's radiant gaze. Wisps of cloud drifted lazily, their shapes shifting in the gentle embrace of the wind, whispering secrets of the depths below. Mysterious rainfall created a symphony of melodies—each pitter-patter harmonizing with the soft rustle of leaves—every drop a conduit connecting the heavens' mysteries to the soul of the manual.
The stars twinkled with purpose, their alignment dictating the flows of energy and guiding seekers of the Water Path toward enlightenment. Energy in the vicinity began to gather, forming a vortex that pulsed with power. Ten minutes later, the vortex finally dissipated, leaving behind a single drop of water resting atop the notebook.
While the two women were still in shock from the events unfolding around them, Samuel remained calm, as if he knew exactly what would happen next. "Xiu Yun, give me your hand," he said firmly. Xiu Yun nodded, instinctively trusting him, but her trust shattered in an instant as he stabbed her index finger with his pen, drawing blood. She hissed at the unexpected pain, a look of betrayal crossing her face as she turned to Samuel, her expression a mix of confusion and indignation.
"This is a water elemental. It can grow with you, purify your water-type energy, and enhance your water-based techniques. It's among the rarest beings across all realms, capable of empowering individuals to skip realms entirely. And now, it's yours." He said with a charming smile, gently placing the elemental on her wound, causing it to merge with her body. "It can even become sentient as you grow stronger and will fight alongside you. You can now cultivate and finally gain strength. This manual will guide you to the Nascent Soul realm, and once you reach that stage, I will expand it to help you continue your pursuit of immortality."
His gaze grew increasingly intense as he looked at her. "But that's all for later. First, you must focus on the Body Refinement realm—the foundation for every subsequent realm. You'll need enough Qi to establish a perfect foundation." Aware of his lingering gaze, Xiu Yun felt a rush of understanding about his intentions. She wasn't opposed to it though.
"Your cultivation manual works best with Yang Qi, so I'll help you gather some," Samuel said, glancing between his two wives—one clothed, one naked. "Want to watch Mei Ling?" He asked knowing her answer before even asking
When his wife stayed, he began to undress his other woman.