Message From The Phosphorescent Flower Sect

An hour later.

Step... tap. Heian Ciemnosc stood up with difficulty. His bare body was sweaty, although all the 'filth' his body expelled, different from the first times he started cultivating, remained on the floor where he stood. Calisneia looked at him with the intention of scanning his body after the painful breakthrough took place. However, Heian Ciemnosc had other plans.

“Won’t you, my wife, congratulate me for- huff- succeeding?” Heian Ciemnosc spoke. He was a little breathless but a big boy and didn’t need to be held. However, with those words and his body language as he extended his arms and his palms faced the ceiling, his needs were crystal clear.

“...” Calisneia silently gazed at her husband. Just in the way his other wives ‘jailed’ Heian Ciemnosc for eternity, she had done the same, and she had even ‘completely’ filled the gap which their already seemingly entwined Souls from their first mating. However, she couldn’t help looking at Heian Ciemnosc and thinking about all the times she saw him do and say the same to his other wives. Did he really think it was that efficient?

Nevertheless, Calisneia felt compelled to spoil their toyboy, and after seeing his body language neither change nor turn awkward and keeping a light smile on his lips, she simply became charmed. It… really did work like that, huh? Without knowing, Calisneia opened her slightly extended arms a little, welcoming him.

“You… are too sweaty. Don’t play and wash yourself!” However, while she was not used to someone showering her with these emotions and desires, so simple, pure, yet ambiguous and solid at the same time, she was a goddamn powerhouse to be respected everywhere.

Heian Ciemnosc grinned from the right corner of his mouth, showcasing his teeth and canines as he ignored her pleas and walked to her with a sweaty, slightly taller, somewhat more muscular body and irresistibly handsome.

Calisneia felt her world closing into a tunnel as the lower sides of her torso felt weak and negligibly ticklish. Her body heated up, especially at her sternum, which spread to her neck, then her head, and to her lower body. Seeing those pale arms bring those pale hands towards her with threatening steps, she did not know when, but after, her mind could only gather enough intelligence to understand she was being kissed, and she kissed back. Calisneia found her tongue all over Heian Ciemnosc’s pale skin while he held her knees high and pumped her against the walk.

. . .

Several hours later. At the Carrier’s most VIP and respected area. A cabin section where the upper echelons lived when outside the base, and the most important leader of their home and family was. Chairwoman Alyona’s chambers, so to speak.

Slide~. Heian Ciemnosc stepped into Alyona’s place after the entrance slid open without thinking. He watched as Alyona sat in her bedroom, a few rooms away, atop her bed and checked on some stuff with his Spirit Sense. Her Spirit Sense had always been on him in an automatic, passive way. But it increased after he entered her cabin knowingly, making him feel fully observed.

Heian Ciemnosc walked through her cabin and entered her bedroom while carrying a few things in his right hand. They were all inside a thin, wooden, smooth briefcase with a 60 x 20 centimeters size. When Heian Ciemnosc entered her bedroom, she lifted her head and looked at her horrible husband, who has too many wives, while drinking a glass of liquor whose scent was impressive and just so tasty.

“Sit, come, come,” Alyona finished her glass and patted the empty spot between her sitting cross-legged position and the laptop she was working with. Then, her eyes landed on the wooden briefcase, and her black-coffee eyes shone with delight.

Heian Ciemnosc walked to her bed and climbed on top of it while resting the briefcase on the left corner of the bed. Alyona opened her arms towards him, leaving him no choice but going to the big-breasted elder sister’s warm embrace. When Alyona obtained her treasure, she immediately pulled his head on her lap, where her tremendous rack let his nose poke holes into her flexible softness. So squishy and elastic.

Rustle… rustle~, pat. Heian Ciemnosc closed his darkest eyes the moment he felt his head resting on such a lovely lap and as his nose was invaded with a scent to die for. However, that proved to be a wrong move. He immediately felt too heavy to lift his eyelids, failing to keep himself awake as the left boob against his nose trembled and slightly massaged his face.

“Tell me, have you visited the others before me?” Alyona asked as she drew her face closer to Heian Ciemnosc’s. The latter sleepily responded as he drifted his thoughts away from the past few days’ nights, which he spent recuperating, talking with his Master, and embarking on his breakthrough to the 6th level of his [All-Devouring Force Chronicles] innate Divine Art. “Mn, of course. I saw Milyy and Mei Mei on the way here. Didn’t you notice?”

“... ah, right.” Alyona lifted her face and eyes to the ceiling as she thought about something for a second before softly responding in a hush. She lowered her chin again and brought it above Heian Ciemnosc’s face as his mouth, chin, and neck were utilized as cushions for her left breast.

“Tell me,” Alyona said, carefully moving Heian Ciemnosc’s medium-short length pitchest-blackest hair with her left-handed fingertips. Heian Ciemnosc’s pale eyelids fluttered in comfort before saying, “Milyy exudes a strong natural aura… She’s got talent. If Mei Mei keeps lecturing her, Milyy will become a scary asset.”

“Asset? For my Faction?” Alyona asked, caressing his shoulder and neck while her right hand lightly rubbed his chest. Heian Ciemnosc sleepily nodded, “If you think Milyy wants to be respected as an untouchable, hidden powerhouse like her mother, you should hear more about how she fought a stronger being and faced something even scarier.”

“So…” Alyona said, not becoming interested in such words. Not yet. Heian Ciemnosc smiled slightly, grabbed her arms, and comically made her grasp her own right breast. “If there’s any moment where a higher Step organization or cultivator threatens the Faction, she can just come out and beat their asses. She might eat a bit of their bodies but won’t kill or nearly cripple them. She’s smart enough to not incur nature’s wrath. And she’s learning more about it with Mei Mei’s help.”

“Also… the more she learns about nature, the more I feel she is becoming stronger in… her Bloodline.” Heian Ciemnosc’s words stopped as Alyona softly removed her hand and employed unearthed tactics to flick her wrist and make Heian Ciemnosc’s pale left hand grab her chest instead.

“I’d gladly accept her help in that case,” Alyona said, looking down at her husband in melting love. Heian Ciemnosc could feel it despite his need for resting, especially after talking about life with his Master before coming here. He then added, “Hong Mei… If it wasn’t because of her role as the Carrier’s core’s caretaker, I’m sure she’d spent her lifetime with us. Not just me, her sisters, too.”

“... It’s good that you know. My little Mei is always so sweet.” Alyona caressed and massaged Heian Ciemnosc’s forehead as his pale hand made her comfortable. Her massages proved exotic, as Heian Ciemnosc felt increasingly more vulnerable to losing consciousness and, unlike before, with the right mindset.

“Then, what can you tell me about your Master?” Alyona asked him in a softer and lower tone than a whisper. Heian Ciemnosc went silent before squeezing his pale left hand as if to gain strength and said, “Wife, that’s no longer the way to address your sister. Don’t you think?”

“...” Alyona blushed, becoming pink-cheeked and fluttering eyebrows to become a damsel in mental distress. She shyly spoke while squeezing his hand on her breast, “It’s not… the same. Lady-... Elder Sister Calisneia has always been a Senior to me, even when I was young. My mom once wanted to help me meet her, but… ‘father’s’ influence was too scary to walk under his shadow.”

“My only opportunity to meet her was when I joined the Wrath Nihility Academy, but that didn’t last long, either…” Alyona seemed disappointed, disgruntled, even. Heian Ciemnosc looked at Alyona through his pale eyelids and calmly told her, “I had to work for a few days, but I managed to convince her. It was complicated. I had to use everything I had. From begging to tell her I would most likely die in the next encounter like this if she kept hiding around and didn’t act thinking everything would be fine.”

“That day, some cultivators slightly stronger than what I can handle who captured me. Tomorrow, or another time, it might be a being or existence who kidnaps me. She could be drawn with me as bait. I wouldn’t allow that to happen. And so, she agreed,” Heian Ciemnosc finished his words with a roundabout caress around her chest.

“Puchi…” Alyona smiled throughout his words and couldn’t resist almost chuckling through her throat. She stopped, and her black-coffee eyes widened, looking around everywhere discreetly, knowing a peeper was listening. The same reason she didn’t dare be so brazen anymore after knowing Heian Ciemnosc’s Master had always been by their side, looking out for their man…

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“Oh. Don’t worry. By Master might not be as sticky as Milyy, but she values you both and Elena for your capabilities and… devotion.” Heian Ciemnosc said, nearly falling asleep as he finished speaking. Alyona fell silent, letting his hand calmly and comfortably do as he wished by slightly deforming her breast’s shape.

“In the end… you’ve made your small harem castle out of my organization, huh?” Alyona said, hugging his head tighter than before as she did not want to let go. Heian Ciemnosc helplessly smiled. His hands were sought by Alyona’s right hand a little later as Heian Ciemnosc’s face was buried between heavenly mountains, the biggest he had ever found and toyed with along Blauw Shuna’s. The scent and perfect sensation of her actions hypnotized him to sleep. But Heian Ciemnosc held strong.

“Do you mind? Is it my fault?” Heian Ciemnosc asked between her magnus orbs. Alyona smirked from the left corner of her mouth, looking fantastically seductive. “Yes, it’s your fault. But, mind? You’ve done well…”

Alyona didn’t say anything else and smiled from ear to ear, pushing her torso on him to further solidify her answer. After a couple minutes, with Heian Ciemnosc only a few traces of consciousness left, Alyona let her breasts hover against his face, and Heian Ciemnosc had enough breath to ask something else. “What were you doing before I came? It seemed really important and heavy-loaded.”

“Ah…” Alyona looked at the laptop with her work still open and before them. She looked back at Heian Ciemnosc’s sleepy face with her Spirit Sense since her body didn’t allow her to directly see his face and noticed his about-to-sleep state. She looked at the laptop and quickly elaborated.

“Many things are coming up. When you wake up, feel free to look up information about what your wives have done. Not much is hidden from everything that happened, but what’s important is not that we could hide much of the information from those events. It’s… the people and the notion that the new Change… might have already gone into motion.” Alyona smoothly started.

“A few important matters need to be taken care of. One is much grander than what I thought I’d be participating in the next couple hundred thousand years… You’re really a magnet for trouble,” Alyona said and looked down fleetingly before returning her black-coffee eyes to the screen. She felt more movement with her breasts and clothing, but she continued elaborating as she resumed her work on the laptop and served herself more liquor through her Covert Space bags to her glass.

“The Phosphorescent Flower Sect has called us to bring a special Team under the Third Step’s Mythical realm. They also specifically begged your presence, saying it was of utmost necessity.” Alyona spoke before hearing Heian Ciemnosc’s muffled, mouthful words from below, “Is it that delicate?”

“Mhm, they said you are perhaps the most important reason they have chosen to act very soon. If you don’t go— the operation will be suspended until new notice. This was also due to your ‘pal’ Yun Tang’s recommendations. It’s said he saw a lot in you that they needed. So?” Alyona said, lifting her right eyebrow to ask. However, all she received in response was Heian Ciemnosc’s nod as her left breast moved a lot.

“I’m in… I can bring my whole Team there, too. It might be helpful to other Soldiers and Auxiliary Soldiers,” Heian Ciemnosc said, sounding as low as possible. Alyona nodded with a straight face. “I’ll accept their invitation and tell them you’re going. It’ll start in a couple months, so you’ll move away in a month. It’s a bit far, and we can’t meet in their territory. It’s a covert operation.”

“... Heian Ciemnosc? Any more do- ah…” Alyona said, continuing to work with her laptop. But after several minutes of not receiving a word from him, she looked down again, only to find a sleeping Heian Ciemnosc with the most tender image as his pale eyelids were heavily closed, looking soft and at ease as his pale red lips suckled her teat with carefulness and warmly in comfort.

His actions were… too adorable and sweet. Alyona didn’t notice he was using her breast to mimic breastfeeding despite knowing she was being played with. She had just thought he wanted to talk about life, but she was busy and wanted to finish another digital paperwork before dutifully servicing her needy man.

“Darling~, you’re doing it again,” Alyona dropped all digital paperwork and caressed Heian Ciemnosc’s head and hair with utmost love. Nothing else mattered but to give Heian Ciemnosc the attention he deserved at these moments. With how adamant he was on growing, she didn’t know when the time for him to develop without help or a backing would come and take him away.

“Don’t forget to visit everyone else, too. Everyone’s been meaning to talk to you. You’ve spent too much time with the other soldier units or your women. Spare some for your future co-workers and significant members in the Faction, silly…” Alyona swiftly whispered to him. Alyona expected him to wake up and behave, although she didn’t want to and didn’t mind letting him go through such rest.

“Puchi…” However, before she could shake Heian Ciemnosc’s shoulders a little, she heard Heian Ciemnosc make a few cute, small baby noises akin to a sleepy little thing complaining in his sleep while being fed. Alyona couldn’t bring herself to wake him up anymore and directly stored everything else before using her Vigor Energy to move towards the bed’s pillows.

There, she let her uncovered left breast like that while pulling the bedsheets up and covering their bodies. She cuddled Heian Ciemnosc as she kept suckling, giving her tiny electrifying sensations at times. It was enough for Alyona to sleep, so she cupped his head and closed her eyelids while Heian Ciemnosc continued to act as baby Heian Ciemnosc.

. . .

The day after, Heian Ciemnosc walked into a small module. The moment the entrance opened, he was met with a pair of oldies playing Mini Warlord on a table with the table game version as a board projected holograms with their armies and a vast, expansive, and shrinkable battlefield that could move independently of the other party.

“... Does Chairwoman Alyona know you’ve spent a fortune to pay for that?” Heian Ciemnosc grinned and asked, bringing a heavy box as he walked towards them. Loon and Oscilote were sitting on the left and right from Heian Ciemnosc’s angle, serious and focused on their every move as they were in the setting formation phase of the match.

Oscilote, the Perkanai with a bluish-silver body and a mature humanoid figure face with a very natural, strenuous expression, shook his right hand towards Heian Ciemnosc. Meanwhile, the slightly chubby, mushroom medium length, dull white hair Human, Loon, dismissively spoke to Heian Ciemnosc, ignoring his presence.

“We’re working here! Don’t bother us!”

“The Chairwoman has let us suffer in silence. She isn’t content but doesn’t care what we use our money for as long as our yearly donations don’t change… I’m ready. Your turn.” Oscilote said, facing Loon, who looked at him and seemed bothered by Oscilote’s emotionless confidence.

“Oscilote, you might be a good player for other table games, but this one. Loon has the advantage over you. Just look at him. Do you think the person in charge of security in the entirety of the Faction’s matters would be showing emotion now?” Heian Ciemnosc suddenly said, attracting Oscilote’s robotic-turning head towards himself. Loon’s eyes sneakily glanced at Heian Ciemnosc and Oscilote, not saying anything.

“... You said no serious business!” Oscilote returned his head to the previous position and looked at Loon before demanding justice. Loon’s face slightly fell, staring at Oscilote to amend things but failed. “Look. It’s working. He’s finally meddling with us. Besides, we told the old uncle we’ll let him play with it with him if we were successful. Don’t ruin it n-”

“No. You promised. You know I don’t like pressure unless it’s absolutely necessary. You’ve broken it!” Oscilote’s words and attitude were as steely and disciplined as his face. Loon grimaced and lowered his head with a slight shake as he tried one last time. “It’s not time yet. Let’s show the kid-”

“I refuse. We will fight with honor. Remake!” Oscilote demanded. The board’s hologram popped a notification with a timer, which Loon didn’t bother with. When the timer ran out, the setting formation phase restarted, and Loon gave Heian Ciemnosc a defeated look before starting to arrange his things again. Heian Ciemnosc watched as Oscilote focused on his side, no longer putting appearances.

After a few minutes, Loon and Oscilote finished preparing, and as the battle started, with Heian Ciemnosc as the spectator, they moved their units slowly throughout the battlefield. Loon immediately noticed that Oscilote was careful and would make this victory hard to come by.

He looked at Heian Ciemnosc and said begrudgingly. “Heian Ciemnosc, ah, Heian Ciemnosc. You used to be my one and only favorite apprentice. It seems like your title rose too high up in your head, heng!”

“Senior Loon, that can still be the case. I did not mean to harm you. Instead, I saved you from harming your relationship with Senior Oscilote.” Heian Ciemnosc said with a smile, placing the heavy box on their table, at the side, where it didn’t bother their game. “If I didn’t, would Senior Oscilote react the same after he clearly figured out your actions?”

“He’s right,” Oscilote said, giving Loon a cold shoulder right after. Heian Ciemnosc and Loon both felt as if a soundless ‘hmph’ sounded, but they didn’t have enough clues to confront the always emotionless Oscilote with it. Loon looked at Heian Ciemnosc and then at the box before grumpily asking, “What’s in it?”

Hearing Loon’s words exposed that he didn’t blatantly scan it with his Spirit Sense. Heian Ciemnosc triumphantly grinned while opening the box and taking a few inches-long piles of documents. There were thousands of those in the box, but Heian Ciemnosc only put 12 around the box to show them to his Seniors, exposing them to ‘vital’ information.

“These are my reports, and from my now Team members, about the missions and tasks I’ve been in. From behavior and progress assimilating in the Faction to things like rumors and… some lover-point of view information. Cara was more or less a source of information for the higher-ups to see if they could find my weaknesses in other women and make me be seen as a lecher.” Heian Ciemnosc said, immediately grabbing their attention although they were wholly concentrated in their battle. And it looked pretty fun, too.

‘Of course, nobody knows how much of a cupcake-lover my wives are, let alone their leader, Alyona.’ Heian Ciemnosc thought inside his head, knowing they couldn’t read his thoughts like a Godly cultivator could, depending on his energy fluctuations and natural ripples from his emotions and feelings.

“Mm!” - “Hm…” Loon reacted first, giving the piles of documents a good eye before returning to look at the holographic screen. Now, he wanted to finish the battle and get to study with the pale boy. On the other hand, Oscilote hummed, but his eyes went to their right corners for half a second, and Heian Ciemnosc, who had been secretly observing them, noticed right away.

“... Aaah~, well played, mate!” After 15 minutes of cleverly fighting, fooling, strategizing, and ramming through the other side’s army time and again. Loon leaned on his chair’s backseat and semi-stretched while giving Oscilote a consolatory gift through his praise. Then, Heian Ciemnosc, who took a seat to the side and watched their marvelous fights, was addressed by the victor.

“Hey, champ. What’s your rank these days?”

Heian Ciemnosc smiled lightly and humbly said, “Kingdom’s Ruler top 100.”

“Hahaha! Barely?! I and Oscilote are already Galaxy’s Ruler, and we only play in our free time.” Loon said, slapping Heian Ciemnosc’s right shoulder. Oscilote chipped in, erasing Loon’s smug face, “But we’re not top 1,000, barely top 100.”

“... Come here, kid, it’s time to give you some medicine you deserve. Hmph!” Loon said, carefully storing the board as if afraid for his life. Oscilote helped, sweating crystals from his forehead before engaging in a semi-interrogation as they picked up a pile of documents each. Heian Ciemnosc answered, and the Seniors knew the rest. His Team members’ names, the mission or task they were in. But they didn’t know what they or Heian Ciemnosc thought.

Thus, a long morning commenced.

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