Heavy Studies Begin
Heian Ciemnosc held one of the ten orange pills with a light blue fringe in between in his left hand, slim and barely noticeable by one's naked eyesight from just tens of meters away, even for cultivators. He brought it up to his face, and when he sniffed the top medicinal effect, he grinned before turning around. Just then, his Master voiced out. "This is the first batch of Constellation of Mind pills you concoct in your life. You're soon having your 19th birthday. Have you thought about who to give them to?"
“Mn, to two very hard working women…” Heian Ciemnosc lowered his eyelids, set his eyes on the black, empty floor, and spoke. His pitchest-blackest eyelashes fluttered before he bowed towards his Master, who nodded at him. He then walked to Elena, picked her up, and left the maids to rest. His Master would probably move them into a bedroom, or bedrooms in case each had their own.
“Where are we going next?” Elena asked as she let her head land on his chest sleepily. Heian Ciemnosc looked down and grinned again as he answered, “That is the gift my new and first group of maids will give to my other wives. But I also have to bring them a gift, don’t you think?”
‘Uh-oh.’ Elena inadvertently gulped as she heard his words. However, she wanted to see if her assumptions were wrong and decided to prove further. She looked at him quizzically, but his darkest eyes remained playful, with his eyebrows and pale red lips twisting into a devilishly charming, sensual grin. Elena gave up and spoke as ‘fear’ trembled in her throat, “What do you mean? I’m a gift also?”
“Mn,” Heian Ciemnosc nodded, “With how good I’ve trained you, not only Alyona but even Hong Mei will be lost in your charms, my wife.”
“Puchi…” Elena’s cheeks puffed before she couldn’t hold it anymore and barely held her chuckle. Heian Ciemnosc hooked the bridge of her nose between his middle and index knuckles and shook it a little before Elena lightly ‘slapped’ his backhand. But that slap was slow and soft, more like a caress and a coquettish gesture. Then, Elena said before letting her heavy eyelids fall, “Wake me up when we have to go up and meet them.”
“Sure. Should I wake you up 2 weeks later, then?” Heian Ciemnosc looked down at her, carrying his little Elena like a princess, who didn’t even put an instinctive resistance against him when he did and said those words. Elena looked up, but being too sleepy and comfy, she didn’t care about thinking hard and let Heian Ciemnosc speak it out loud. Heian Ciemnosc slightly shook his head before responding. “My Aunt and Uncle are having their wedding at the end of the week, doofus.”
“Ah!” Elena’s eyes snapped open. However, since there was more than half a week from then, she closed her eyes again, making a little grimace with the corners of her lips. Heian Ciemnosc kissed these corners four times each before entering his bedroom and placing the sleeping wifey in his bed. After getting her bare and dressing her with some comfy undergarments that looked damn good on her, he went all bare and embraced her from the front.
All Elena could remember before willingly falling into a meditative coma was her shoulders put forth like a child being hugged tight and Heian Ciemnosc’s scent invading her smelling sense as his fresh coldness and slight warmth drove her into the most pleasant of periods of sleep. Of course, she also felt her upper thighs warmed even more by 2 soft things, and from her groin to her belly button with a cylindrical object of heavenly pleasure that turned any woman into a savage. However, that was nothing but a more pleasant feeling. This made Elena feel she owned it and was at her whims’ command and could simply take it whenever she wanted or use it as an extra comfort pillow wherever she pleased on her body.
. . .
5 days later, on the last day of the week. In Uncle Puru’s residence, where not too many people attended, only about a couple hundred, and the garden was almost generally empty.
Heian Ciemnosc was dressed in a hot, smooth-looking, all-black tuxedo with no tie and a notorious neck. Yet, even as he wore everything black, with his pitchest-blackest hair and eyebrows, the rest of the clothes and adornments in his body were somehow distinctive. To his right, with her left elbow on his right shoulder, Elena wore a simple bouffont dress, light beige principal color, and brown patrons in some places.
Before them were a dancing couple, with their faces looking at each other like nobody else existed in the world, not before, not now, and definitely not in the future. Heian Ciemnosc suddenly turned his head to look at Elena at a regular pace. She bumped her head onto his slightly muscular right arm and contemplated the festivities of an ordinary wedding together. Heian Ciemnosc said as he leaned his right cheek on her head.
“One day, when I have gathered all my wives, those from the present and in the future. After I have brought every Kingdom under my name. And when the whole world is bathed in the brisk of improvement and further into the unknown. I will make many little weddings so we can have excuses to celebrate and spend the time with our families.” Heian Ciemnosc calmly, slowly spoke.
“...” Elena’s eyes narrowed to an almost complete close as she listened to his words. But when she heard his last few words, she sobered up and slowly turned her head towards him, slightly looking up. Elena’s mouth was covered by his clothed arm while her nose hovered atop his shoulder. Her brown eyes were smiling, but they also showed some meekness. Looking into his darkest eyes. It made her mind tremble, and her legs nearly melt.
“Really? For real? Everyone, each of your wives, with their own little family? Making a big one together?” Elena was like a little girl as she went on. Heian Ciemnosc nodded after she was done adding more words, and Elena closed her eyes with mirth, pushing her face on his shoulder and arm, letting him feel her consent to such a future. Then, she murmured under her breath that only she and her husband could hear. “No matter how long that takes, it’s do or die.”
“Mn!” Heian Ciemnosc assertively nodded. Elena captured his arm with her hands as her pale face rubbed left and right for a while before setting her chin on his shoulder. Every year, this monster of a husband she had, in many meanings, grown up so much. Not only his cultivation base and bodily strength. His body also physically continued to grow despite his age. He was becoming taller, and the womb-destroying tool he carried was already starting to twist its head and neck around her babymaking chambers to go balls deep in her. Life is good, ah.
“... Oh… I think I’m about to be stolen from you,” Heian Ciemnosc said after a good while. Elena didn’t open her eyes, simply eskimo kissing his right shoulder with her hands still embracing it around the elbow before letting go of him. She said as she looked to their front, where a beautiful, enchanting, and seductive Sharina walked towards her husband like a predatory hunter. Then, Elena spoke before Sharina could take her pale young man away, “Just don’t forget you’re not her husband. Don’t bring her to bed afterwards. Leave that to your Uncle first.”
“...” Heian Ciemnosc didn’t know what to say. His Aunt Sharina came and brought him away from safety. Elena waved at him as he entered everyone’s eyes, and hunger started appearing in some ladies’ eyes. Meanwhile, as their dancing started, Sharina showed Heian Ciemnosc how good she was at moving, while he couldn’t help but follow her steps as neatly as possible.
Heian Ciemnosc: (ﾐ〒﹏〒ﾐ)
Elena: ٩(◦`꒳´◦)۶
Sharina: ۹⌤ _⌤۹
Before long, the wedding day that had finally come after hours of ceremony yesterday and receiving gifts from even the Headmaster present here, reached its last few moments as night fell and the couple were dancing again in a free spot of the garden, alone and unperturbed by even Nature. After seeing his adoptive family like this for a little longer, Heian Ciemnosc silently departed with Elena on his side. He would go on vacations, and while his COs would meet his secret wives one day, it wasn’t that time yet.
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Heian Ciemnosc didn’t waste much time, spending the rest of the night and some of the morning in his Master’s abode, spending a few tens of minutes meditating beside his Master before going on his extended vacations. From the Concealed Ornament Team, only Heian Ciemnosc hadn’t gone to take his well-deserved free time. His studies all this long had already been proven to not have lagged behind, but the world was still vast, and he needed to continue studying a lot.
After these vacations, he could finally engross himself for years in the Academy. If he could become an Assistant Teacher, that would be the best. If he couldn’t, he would just graduate early and return to his Crimsonbreaking Faction after solidifying Elena’s future. He didn’t have to worry about Fera. She had the entire Sect’s backing. Elena, on the other hand, was like any other student to Headmaster in the Academy’s history, on their own.
Heian Ciemnosc didn’t know how long he could go on with the typical missions his Master gave him and not get into another huge thing. But one thing was for sure. He would now be extremely focused on his cultivation, besides his studies. Elena was already growing faster than him, and if he didn’t speed up, with how much pure energy he needed to refine, unlike others, he would be left behind in the long run, even when counting on his absurd battle prowess.
That would be a shame for any cultivator, let alone Heian Ciemnosc. Although he didn’t care about feeling shame, he wasn’t living his life just because he could or to see how things would go like. What he wanted wasn’t a secret, nor a 5 out of 10 among every other cultivator in the world. It was just the usual and even more hectic whenever a new Change started. It was time to cultivate, in short.
Late in the morning, Heian Ciemnosc bid his Master farewell and flew at ground level towards a vessel in the Wrath Nihility Academy’s territory center to return to space. Together with Little Rain and Evans, Heian Ciemnosc, Elena, and his maids boarded a shuttle from Gustav City. From there, Heian Ciemnosc arrived at the station in the Blackotia Kingdom’s spatial territory and met again with the Crimsonbreaking Faction’s Carrier.
. . .
Within the Crimsonbreaking Carrier, several hundred thousand kilometers from the Blackotia Kingdom, on a circling route.
“Mfhh, mpah… mm- chuu~~...” Inside Alyona’s bedroom, on her bed. Two bare cats pressed their lips together as they worked the other’s mouth with theirs. Alyona was on top of Elena. The former’s hands moved up and down the latter’s sides as Elena moaned and delivered her mouth to the big Queen. Alyona’s gigantic breasts flatted over Elena’s shoulders, also expanding around her upper non-existent breasts. Needless to say, Elena felt extremely pleasant.
Near the door, Hong Mei watched them go at it while Heian Ciemnosc stood on her right, crossing his arms before his chest and admiring the view. He nudged towards Hong Mei and calmly spoke, “Wife, aren’t they sweet?”
“Mn,” Hong Mei nodded, her pointy ears slightly reddened as she watched. Although they were clothed, they were bare and slapping meat to meat just 5 minutes ago. However, Alyona had left Elena mostly to Heian Ciemnosc and Hong Mei, thinking that the girl wasn’t used to partake with women. Thus, after going for a few hours, Alyona was sad she didn’t get to play with Elena like Heian Ciemnosc and Hong Mei.
Hong Mei also had to admit Elena had become tasty, with even more crazed moves their husband did to Elena while she played with the rest of Elena's body however she wanted. In any case, it was Alyona’s turn to taste the goods. Thus, Heian Ciemnosc and Hong Mei watched for as little as Elena looked ready and excited for more. After making sure it was going to be a hefty night for both girls, Heian Ciemnosc walked out with his wife in his right arm, her waist as slim, tender, smooth, and tall as always.
… Step, step, step, step…
“Your maids, do you want us to help them cultivate for you?” Hong Mei said as she looked slightly down at her husband. She no longer needs to look down, with her chin lowering quite some degrees. Heian Ciemnosc looked at her before returning to face ahead and leaned on her left shoulder. She accommodated him so he could be comfortable and she could feel his warmth.
“You can discipline them, too. They are my forces and all of yours.” Heian Ciemnosc nudged his right cheek on her body. Hong Mei nodded, understanding what he meant by that, as Elena’s little, moaning face appeared in her mind. After shaking her head a little, she placed her left arm around the middle of his back and pulled him in. She whispered as her lips blew on the top of his head, “Come, some people have been wanting to. Especially Grietta. Did you know they have been trying to get a baby to pop out of her belly?”
“Eeh? Really?” Heian Ciemnosc looked at his wife with widened eyes. Hong Mei returned the gaze and nodded. “Mhm. The others also want to know about what you’ve done besides fighting. Ah, look. This is Oscilote. Loons recorded it. Everyone else was like him, just not as crazy. He’s practically your fan now. Ah, in this part, you can see the exact moment Uncle Fonso sees you as a great individual. Right there! Did you see it? There was a glint!”
“...” Heian Ciemnosc looked at Hong Mei’s Universal Conveyance while she passed the recordings to his. First, there was Security Elder Oscilote, in charge of security in the Crimsonbreaking Faction, with his hands forming fists and loudly cheering for Heian Ciemnosc in all of his fights. Even when he faced the ‘weakling’ in the Neutrality realm 1st stage. Through a wine glass, Heian Ciemnosc saw Loons shaking his head as Oscilote lost all sense of shame in him.
Then, Heian Ciemnosc saw Grandpa Fonso, whose left eye did glint after he turned Kilah’s body into tiny bits. He didn’t count them back then, but now that he saw it again, he divided Kilah’s body into more than 1,300 pieces, counting bone fragments and drops of blood. Heian Ciemnosc was grinning from ear to ear by the time the recordings ended. Hong Mei sighed and placed her left arm on his shoulders before continuing their walk towards a small dining room.
When they opened the door leading to the dining room, Heian Ciemnosc saw a bunch of fellows already sitting. After looking at him and Hong Mei in silence for a good while, they started shouting at him several things. After getting through the usual greetings, Heian Ciemnosc sat on a corner with Hong Mei mellowly staying at his side like bubble gum. They started eating, asking Heian Ciemnosc so many things to test, tease, probe him, and simply to know more about him.
Now that the Crimsonbreaking Faction’s upper echelons were hooked by his previous cute self, now having matured and become an absolutely mighty celebrity in the Existence, it would only be a question of time before he gained over the Soldiers’ hearts, too. By then, they could announce who had always been the daddy of all to the public. Thus, the first day back to the Crimsonbreaking Faction’s Carrier slowly came to an end.
. . .
Months went by really, damn, fucking fast. Today was the 19th year, 4th month, 1st week, and 1st day since the new Change began.
Similarly, today was the day Heian Ciemnosc would depart the Crimsonbreaking Faction’s Carrier. Of course, Heian Ciemnosc had done a lot of things during his extended vacations. What would the world be like if there was no special treatment somewhere? Despite that being so, Heian Ciemnosc didn’t miss a class thanks to his Universal Conveyance. Besides, unlike any other student, Heian Ciemnosc could be frisky while attending classes via it.
He, Elena, and his maids never stopped working on their cultivation. In fact, because Heian Ciemnosc’s dual cultivation had made him a sex machine without a libido limit to speak of, he was helping each maid cultivate 3 times every week, and those were long sessions, not quickies. The latter were pure lust and self-gratification for both parties. Although they only received his beloved love-making moments once each week, it was enough to convert them into his loyal maids.
On the other hand, although Elena didn’t have any dual cultivation methods, she continued to play with Alyona and Hong Mei. She didn’t want to sexually entangle with Grietta and Tania since she was barely starting to understand affection between co-wives, but it could be left for another future… After all, Heian Ciemnosc’s dark Power Energy could clean anyone’s scent, aura, and filth from their bodies or any surface. As long as it wasn’t space, as it would clean itself instead.
Heian Ciemnosc’s cultivation base increased to the 10th stage in the last week he remained in the Crimsonbreaking Carrier. And most of his maids were closing in on the peak of the First Step. Elena, on the other hand, was ready to break into the Neutrality realm at any moment. She just wanted to do so under her master/adoptive father’s supervision. And although neither she nor Heian Ciemnosc was ‘forced’ to do that, out of respect, they would still do it.
Although everyone’s cultivation had increased this much, if it wasn’t for their determination, the results would be poor no matter what. Elena herself was a big, stronk, headbutting girl, so there was no problem. However, Heian Ciemnosc’s maids came from terrible living conditions, born inside a Semi-Dimension, little could they attain without going outside, let alone exiting the City.
Even with a 10x better dual cultivation method and with their talents being greater, they would not even be near the Spirit Rebirth realm unless they worked themselves to fucking exhaustion. Besides, Heian Ciemnosc covered their melee capabilities. No matter what, anyone under or following Heian Ciemnosc can’t not know melee combat.
Today, Heian Ciemnosc was bidding farewell to his women and the Crimsonbreaking Faction to return to the Academy, but not a simple farewell.
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