"Great wife! Take turns with me—maybe it'll help!" As soon as Gao Liang spoke, Chen Yuting stepped in, but Gao still felt the pain. That was true—Zhang Yaping had often practiced double sessions with Gao, and there was a wealth of energy within her. As Chen was made of water, she naturally helped soothe Gao's nerves to the fullest. "Yuting! Come over here! My mouth is getting so dry I can't take it anymore!" Called by Gao, Chen Yuting felt a warm sense of comfort. To love a man means to satisfy him. Holding a ice cube in her mouth, Chen once again kissed Gao. Under the "special therapy" from the two wives, Gao's inner heat gradually eased. Chen's ice cubes flowed smoothly into Gao's mouth through her delicate lips, bringing him great relief. Chen's two large, soft breasts pressed forward, providing a soothing massage that Gao found deeply enchanting. Gao Liang gently massaged Chen Yuting’s plump, full white rabbit, and as Gao Liang continued, Chen Yuting’s eyes grew dreamy and entrancing. Chen Yuting had been feeling particularly suppressed lately, deeply yearning for a strong, caring man to comfort her—this very man, now, was her one and only. “Husband, do you truly care about me?” Chen Yuting whispered, her voice lively and dreamy. Gao Liang didn’t answer immediately, as his wife Zhang Yупing was attentively giving him a special “therapy” for his lower body—truthfully, Gao Liang cherished both of these women deeply. “You’ve both worked so hard following me. How will my husband now reward you?” Gao Liang smiled warmly. “These are two gifts from Emperor Wu Zetian when we traveled through the Tang Dynasty—one is a delicate jade, the other a clear amber. Each of you shall receive one.” Gao Liang then placed the two gifts at the necks of the two beautiful women, where they shone with a clear, bright luster and a fresh, radiant hue, bringing great joy to both. Gazing at them with rapt admiration, she murmured in admiration, "Husband, this is so precious!" "Indeed a rare treasure—though beyond that, when you wear them, they not only preserve your beauty and nourish your complexion, but also invigorate your meridians and promote blood circulation!" As high-light said this, both beautiful women bestowed warm, lingering kisses on his left and right cheeks. The intense warmth within high-light was gently dissolving under the tender affection of the two women. Now, more than ever, high-light truly wanted to win over these two. The women looked shy and delicate, their grace and freshness captivating. High-light’s member had already risen proudly, towering like a pillar. The women dared not look at it directly. Within him, a primal urge surged wildly, dancing uncontrollably—there was no turning back. As a man, he had to fulfill this natural need. Already, the earlier warmth had faded from his mind, and he now moved with the strength of a wild beast, rushing both women onto the bed. The women, still timid and hesitant, their eyes filled with complex emotions, bit their lower lips—shy and fearful expressions that made high-light’s nerves tingle "I'm here! Let these two become my true women!" Just as Hou Liang thought this, a voice cried out, "Master! You can't! Truly, you can't!" Clearly, it was Ying'er's voice. "I don't care! I'm a man! If I can't conquer a woman by now, then I've wasted my entire life as a man!" Hou Liang was truly losing his composure at that moment. Yet, he was drenched in cold sweat, his body suddenly chilled and trembling. "Master, though you have become a god, you are still at the beginner stage. If you truly master the inner Fire Dragon Pearl and Water Dragon Pearl..." Ying'er's words were still half-finished when Hou Liang began to convulse violently. It turned out that, after the Fire Dragon Pearl had taken refuge, the Water Dragon Pearl surged forth, initially hot, but now, as water could transform into three forms, it had turned into ice—thus, Hou Liang felt an intense cold. Good heavens! What a stubborn situation—his own body was refusing to cooperate with him. It seemed clear that Ying'er would need to upgrade and further train. Gao Liang sighed. The two beautiful women were most understanding, offering reassurance: "Husband, don't worry—we'll always be yours!" Gao Liang embraced the two women, gently kissing their hair, saying, "I love you both as much as you love me." "Yes, Husband!" The two women nestled close to him. Though Gao Liang couldn't yet establish a formal relationship with either of them, that didn't matter at all. As an elder, he needed to continue upgrading and refining his abilities, accelerating his journey toward divinity—this meant swiftly transitioning from the initial stage to a more advanced one. Since being wounded by the great monster, Zhou Chao and his three younger brothers had undergone significant physical transformations, developing a strong preference for raw food. Zhou Chao's face, bitten by the monster, was now terribly disfigured, so he had to cover it with a black cloth. Once so proud and commanding, Zhou Chao now looked anything but confident—his once-dazzling presence and self-assured demeanor were completely gone. He no longer dared to look anyone directly in the eyes while walking. One day, Zhou Chao and his three younger brothers were walking shyly through the bustling streets of Kyoto City when they bumped into a strikingly beautiful woman. Her eyes immediately caught sight of Zhou Chao, who appeared disheveled and down-at-heel, and she promptly blew a breath toward him, addressing the crowd with a bright voice: "Oh! Isn't this Zhou Senior? How can he walk without even looking up? Does he perhaps have some unsavory business on his hands?" Zhou Chao was startled. Through the cloth covering his eyes, he recognized the woman—Li Xiaochai, a lively and vibrant student from the Department of Foreign Languages at Kyoto University. She was chewing on xylitol, her attire revealing her ample bust, which kept gently pressing forward, nearly tearing at her blouse. Zhou Chao, a man used to being quite attentive to women, now found his tongue dry. Normally, he would have charged straight at her like a starving wolf. But since his recent defeat in a fierce duel against Gao Liang, he had been reduced to the status of a dog fleeing from its own home—hurrying away in utter disarray. How could he now find the heart to linger and charm this striking woman? So "Won't you just stay with me a bit longer?" She said, deliberately turning toward Zhou Chao and displaying her full, generous breasts right in front of everyone. Zhou Chao felt his member being gently grasped by Xiao Liao's hand. Damn it, Xiao Liao was truly full of initiative—she always started by probing a man's "condition" with her hands. Zhou Chao had become noticeably aroused, but when Xiao Liao released her grip and instead blew a long, steady breath into the crook of his ear, he felt an even greater sensation of tingling and itchiness. He really wanted to take Xiao Liao right then and there, yet they were on the street, with so many people watching. As Zhou Chao's inner itch intensified, Xiao Liao let go of his member and gently patted it, shaking her head and saying, "It's not the right size—I prefer a larger man!" Just as Zhou Chao was about to respond, "Though mine may be shorter, it's practical," he realized that his member was now burning with a sharp, fiery pain. "Oh my goodness! What in the world is this little chili doing now?" Zhou Chao endured the pain as Xiao Liao moved away from him.