Her voice was soft and curious, a stark contrast to the raw filth they'd just indulged in.

He poked her nose with his finger playfully, making her lips purse in surprise, before wrapping the cloth around her waist, his hands lingering on her hips, fingers brushing the lace bikini underneath.

He leaned down, lifting her feet one by one to slide on the accompanying socks, the soft material hugging her calves, his face so close to her crotch that she could feel his breath on her exposed pussy through the hollow, making her shiver.

'This side of him... caring like this, it's strange but... warm,' she thought, eyes widening as he tended to her with unexpected gentleness.

Slowly, he stood, his hands rubbing over the dress she now wore, tracing her waist, then up to her boobs, pressing them from underneath to accentuate her cleavage, the kimono's neckline dipping low to show off the black lace framing her tits, milk still beading at her nipples from the earlier torment.

His fingers brushed through her hair, tying a lock into a neat bun, the touch intimate and possessive.

"Now you look beautiful, my sweet wife," he said, his voice low and affectionate, pulling her close for a moment, his robe-clad body pressing against her newly dressed form.

Xiang blushed deeply, the kimono flowing around her like an elegant shroud, hiding the lewd toys and bikini underneath, but she could feel everything—the beads stuffing her ass, shifting with each breath, the lace teasing her exposed holes, and now this outer layer that made her feel oddly cherished amidst the degradation.

'He's such a pervert... but I love it when he looks at me like this,' she thought, her pussy clenching around nothing, arousal building again despite the recent ordeals.

Akane, still buzzing from the vibrator, watched with a mix of jealousy and amusement, her tails flicking as she adjusted her own minimal covering, the string bottom doing nothing to hide the toy's base protruding from her hairy cunt.

"And what about me?" she asked, voice husky, stepping closer, her massive tits bouncing under the straining bikini.

She let out a low, needy growl, her body aching for more attention.

~!~

He turned his gaze to Akane, his crimson-gold eyes burning with that familiar mix of lust and possession.

Without a word, he reached out, grabbing her hand firmly and guiding it straight to his crotch, pressing her palm against the thick bulge beneath his robe.

She felt it immediately—his cock, now limp from earlier exertions yet still massive, heavy and warm, filling her hand like a coiled serpent ready to strike again.

The veiny length throbbed faintly under her touch, the skin smooth and hot, even through the fabric, its girth making her fingers splay wide just to encompass it.

'Even soft it's bigger than toy within me,' she thought, her tails flicking erratically as heat flooded her core.

"If you're going to wear clothes," he said, his voice low and teasing, a smirk playing on his lips, "then who would act like my cock's sleeve in that place?"

Hearing that, her body trembled violently, a shiver racing up her spine as the vulgar implication sank in.

Her mouth parted in shock, face flushing deep crimson, her golden eyes widening with a mix of scandal and undeniable arousal.

Still, she moved, stepping even closer until her massive tits brushed against his chest, her face inches from his.

She looked straight into his eyes, her gaze fierce yet submissive, and whispered, "I would act like my husband's sleeve."

As she said it, her voice came out breathy and broken, her pussy clenching around the buzzing vibrator still lodged inside her, sending fresh slick trickling down her thighs.

~!!~

Suddenly, a blue interface popped into his mind.

[DING!]

[Corruption Level of Kitsune Akane has reached 54%]

He didn't expect her to become corrupt so quickly, given her fiercely loyal nature.

Though again, it was also true that in the lower realm, there wasn't a single man eligible for her.

She was more like an abandoned widow than someone with her own choices, her devotion to a long-lost love leaving her starved and vulnerable.

Looking at her for a moment, he chuckled deeply, the sound rumbling from his chest as he saw the raw need in her golden eyes, now glazed with submission.

Then, he turned away, moving towards the young Xiang, who stood there in her kimono, still flushed and aroused.

Without warning, he scooped her up in a princess carry, his strong arms cradling her body effortlessly.

"Mmhnn..." She couldn't hold back her whimpers, a soft, needy sound escaping her lips as the beads in her ass shifted with the sudden movement.

Her hands grabbed fistfuls of his robe for support, her face burying into his chest, body trembling from the intimate hold.

He looked towards Akane and said, "Let's go."

She nodded, her tails swishing, before another word could be spoken, both of them vanished, their forms turning into brilliant streaks of light that hurled towards the center direction.

They shot straight for the massive vortex where the key revealed the door to the ancient realm, the air whistling around them as they disappeared into its swirling depths.

***

The air around them shifted violently as they emerged from the vortex, their bodies materializing in a flash of light before they landed with a soft thud on what felt like solid ground.

Tianlong gently set Xiang down, her kimono fluttering as her feet touched the earth, the beads in her ass making her wince slightly as she steadied herself against him.

Akane landed gracefully beside them, her tails swishing as she adjusted the vibrating toy still buzzing inside her, sending small tremors through her body.

But all three of them froze as they looked ahead.

Stretched endlessly before them was a wall of pure darkness—a black fog so dense and impenetrable it seemed to devour the very light around it.

It wasn't just dark; it was like staring into an abyss that actively consumed everything, creating a void that hurt the eyes to look at directly.

The fog hung like a massive curtain dropped from the heavens, its surface rippling occasionally as if something moved within its depths.

"Is it it?" Tianlong asked, his voice barely above a whisper, though his eyes remained fixed on the ominous barrier.

Akane nodded slowly, her eyes as if rather than on the entrance. Same as Xiang who was looking towards him, with visible frustration in their bodies as he was more occupied with the thing ahead.

"Yes." Akane just nodded, walking as she made her way here, to have her tail wrap around his waist, clearly not letting this moment pass as her fingers entangled in his.

[WARNING! WARNING!]

[Ancient Sealed Realm Detected]

[Danger Level: EXTREME]

[Multiple entities detected with power levels far exceeding current host capabilities]

[Recommendation: RETREAT IMMEDIATELY]

[Current Host Survival Chance: 12%]

He dismissed the warning with a mental wave, his jaw tightening as memories flooded back.

The Ancient Realm was divided into semicircular sections, like rings of a target, with the most powerful beasts concentrated at the very center.

The Wyrm Empress had designed it specifically to breed and train the strongest creatures, placing them in the heart of the realm where the qi was most concentrated.

Thankfully, the entrance was positioned at the outer edge, meaning he wouldn't immediately encounter the apex predators that dwelled within.

But even that small comfort did nothing to ease his tension, because he knew the truth—even the weakest beast inside that realm would be considered a monster king in the lower realm.

Early Great Vehicle Realm was merely the baseline, the starting point of power in that cursed place.

It wasn't the beasts that truly worried him though.

With his beast aura and the system's absolute control abilities, even the strongest creatures would bend to his will.

No, what made his blood run cold was something else entirely.

As he closed his eyes, trying to steel himself, the memory hit him like a physical blow.

A flash of pale white skin. Elegant black horns curving from a perfect forehead. Eyes like liquid starlight, translucent and impossibly deep, staring at him with an intensity that had made his very soul tremble.

She had appeared so suddenly, so close to him that he could smell her intoxicating scent, feel the warmth radiating from her flawless body...

The memory seemed to resurface of the day when he had destroyed the immortal sect.

"Husband, are you fine?"

Akane's hand on his shoulder jerked him back to the present, her concerned voice cutting through his dark recollection.

He turned to look at her, forcing his expression to remain neutral as he nodded. "Yes... it was just something else.

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