447 This Is Grea (1/2)
The Jiuzhou Continent was in the center of the Xuantian Realm. This was the world of the martial artists. From lowest to highest, they were divided into nine realms: warrior, master, grandmaster, martial lord, martial king, martial emperor, martial king, sovereign of war, and god of war.
The once-child prodigy, Ye Aotian, had started cultivating his qi at three years old. He became a warrior at age twelve and a master at fourteen but had lost his ability to cultivate at fifteen. Because he no longer needed to cultivate. He had already become the one and only god of war in the world!
He was the god of war, Ye Aotian!
From then on, he traveled the world, enjoying all the beauty and riches. As a legend, he passed many years.
Now, at the bank of the West Lake of Hangzhou, a youth stood there with his hands behind his back. He gazed at the beautiful scene but his eyes seemed lonely and sad. They seemed filled with thousands of seasons and solitude.
So many girls gazed at him from a distance. Their cheeks reddened and their hearts beat faster involuntarily but they did not dare to approach the youth. That was because there was someone beautiful beside him.
”Brother Aotian, I don't care how many girls you have. I only care that I am in your heart.” Murong Qian'er, the current number one of the beauty ranking of Jiuzhou, leaned against Ye Aotian. She felt the aggressive aura and was intoxicated with love.
”Qian'er, since you are with me now, I won't let you down.” Ye Qingxuan smirked. He caressed Qian'er's cheeks. Qi rushed into her gut. She instantly rose through the realms, passing the martial emperor and martial king level, jumping into the immortal sovereign of war realm.
”Brother Aotian!” Feeling her cultivation reach an unprecedented level, Qian'er felt incredible and incredulous. ”You're too good to me!”
”My darling, you are too polite. Since you are with my husband, we will be sisters from now on.” An elegant woman held Qian'er's hands. She was Gudu Yuehua, the sovereign of war who had ruled for a millennium. ”Husband is becoming more and more powerful. Us six hundred girls cannot care for him well enough. In the future, we must work live together well. Here, this is my gift for you as a sister.”
With that, Gudu Yuehua pulled out a shining sword. Qian'er's delicate figure trembled. ”Is this the magical Gudu Nine Sword that Husband made for you?”
”No, you are mistaken. This is the Gudu Six Hundred Forty-Seven Sword. It is a gift from me for our first meeting.”
Hearing this, Ye Aotian threw his head back in laughter. He brought the two beauties into the air. In the clouds, a crowd of girls watched them come and swarmed over delicately.
”Congratulations on the bonding between Husband and Sister Qian'er.”
Ye Aotian smiled and said, ”Come, Qian'er, let me introduce you to your sisters. This is your second sister Mengqi, third sister Muqing, fourth sister Aoshan, fifth sister, Manwen, sixth sister Yuexi, seventh sister Xianghan…and your six hundred and forty-sixth sister Lianmeng.”
”Husband, you are too good to me.” Qian'er leaned against Ye Aotian, her soft chest pressed against Aotian's arm, making the man's member misbehave.
”You're so mean. You're trying to bully me again.” Yuehua smiled and reached out. She tapped his cock, making it grow fierce. Yuehua looked up. Glancing at Aotian, she bent down and parted her pretty lips…
And thus, there was chaos and until the girls all begged him to stop and all were satisfied. Qian'er stroked the hard length and could not help but sigh, ”Husband, please go find some more misters. We cannot handle you anymore.”
Ye Aotian did not answer.
”Husband is too powerful,” the girls said. ”Husband, go find some more sisters.”
Ye Aotian still did not answer.
After a round of lovely whining, Ye Aotian finally snapped out of it. He looked at the beauties. ”I have a question.”
”What is it, Husband?” they all asked.
”I am only one man but I've conquered more than six hundred girls. And yet you are all so loving of each other. There are no fights or jealousy. It's incredible.
The girls all laughed. ”Husband has gone crazy again.”
”Also,” Ye Aotian looked down at his crotch, ”making love with 647 girls one after another would take 373 and a half hours if each person takes half an hour. That means 186 hours and 45 minutes. That means that each session would take fifteen days. During these fifteen days, I can't sleep or eat and I can only act mechanically. Even a steel pillar would be flattened but I didn't even scrape my skin.”
”That is because Husband's body is like a god.”
”But in addition to that weird stuff, if you all love me so deeply, how are you willing to share me with six hundred other girls and ask me to get even more?”
”Brother Aotian, I do not care how many girls you have, as long as I am in your heart,” Yuehua answered shyly. ”And your thing is too powerful. I…”
”That's weird. Does cultivating increase power or hormones?”
In a daze, the girls disappeared. Ye Aotian looked up and saw a realistic yet illusory figure. His eyes brightened. ”Elder, you've come just in time. Ever since I found the ring you hide in from the backyard when I was eleven, I've always had a question.”
The elder with a head of white hair smiled. ”Aotian, what is your question?”
”What exactly is qi?” Ye Aotian asked. ”Where does it come from? How is it created? How does it exist? Why does it enter our body? What state is it? Gas? Liquid? Solid? If it's called qi, then it must be gas, right? Does that mean I have a large amount of gas inside my body? Why haven't I swelled up?”
The elder replied, ”That is because your veins are strong. The qi condensed into the fighting spirit and is contained in the sub-universe of your body.”