Infinite Dimension Physique: Rise of The Lustful Devil-Chapter 215: And her husband, you...

"mMMPH!! mMMPHH!!! Mmmmphhhmpp!!!!"

Just as Vivianne settled on his lap, a muffled shout echoed throughout the room. Azaria looked at the woman beside the throne curiously.

Amelia was bound in some black ropes, like a woman about to roleplay bdsm. There was a rope tied around her mouth, her hands, and her legs.

Amelia shook her body intensely when she saw how close Vivianne was scooped up in his arms. She had already controlled herself to the extreme when she saw Azaria and Karma close to him. But this? There was no way her mind could bear such a spectacle.

But of course, everyone ignored her antics.

"Hmm, so where are we again?" Rahu spoke, ignoring the girl playing with his hair in his arms. Some women looked at her with jealousy; there was no way Rahu would be this lax with every other woman, especially Lucy, who huffed in annoyance when she saw the blatant favoritism on display.

"Master, we were discussing the Divine Sword Sect," Azaria spoke from behind.

"Ahh, Little peach, have you met that arrogant master of yours yet?" Rahu said, his voice playful. Hearing his words, Vivianne’s eyes twitched.

"Did you really think I don’t know how you leer at my master’s body every time we meet her?"

"Your Master? Vivi, you really underestimate me. In a few days, I’m about to rail your blood-related sister’s pussy, and you are worried about your master?"

"S-Shameless!!! Rahu, you crude motherfucker!!"

A blush crept up her neck, rising all the way towards her cheeks.

"M-Master!! Don’t say such embarrassing things in front of my little sister!!"

Seris smirked when she saw how embarrassed Silveria was. Well, not a single girl in the room was blushing, aside from a few strong-headed ones.

"So? Are you excited to meet her? We will teach the arrogant old bones a lesson." A grin stretched out on his face. Even Azaria blinked in surprise, after all, there are only a few things in this world that could provide some excitement for her master.

The moment Vivianne heard, her attitude shifted 999 degrees—a nasty, shit-eating grin formed on her face that made Lucy cringe a bit.

"My man, I haven’t given myself to you in vain!!"

"Heh"

"Also, Rahu, are there any specific motives for you to go to the Divine Sword Sect right now?" Lirae asked curiously, her husband was a man who didn’t do useless things; there was always a hidden motive in his nefarious moves.

Hearing her words, the corner of his lips curled up.

"Yes, there’s a certain debt that is waiting to be collected...A juicy one, if I had to be specific."

"Hoo? Now, even I am curious!!" Seris waved her hands excitedly when she heard that.

"My little Imp, do you want to join us?"

"Hehe, of course!"

"mMMPH!! mMMPHH!!! Mmmmphhhmpp!!!!"

Amelia squealed once again when she saw this, hissing angrily at Seris.

A large hand dropped on her hand, patting her hair gently. The moment she felt the warmth of that hand, Amelia instantly melted.

"You guys sit and manage the tower, I’ll come back in a few days."

Saying that, Rahu waved his hand. He, Vivianne, and Seris disappeared in a flash.

"mMMPH!! mMMPHH!!! Mmmmphhhmpp!!!!!!!"

...

The sect was as sharp and alert as ever; the huge blade behind the Celestia Blade Peak hung like a protector between the seven mountain peaks.

There were several attacks on the Divine Sword Sect recently—albeit low-level ones. But instead of the gloom, there were immense celebrations all across the land.

Yes, the news of their own disciple suppressing the other cultivators had spread like wildfire throughout.

They were incredibly proud and gloating.

Disciples roamed the pathways arrogantly. Their chins high, their robes fluttering like a golden hero (In their pov).

"Heh, did you hear another piece of news?"

"What is it!! What is it!!?"

"My Senior sister said that brother Rahu was so handsome that, just his jawline was sharp enough to cut through his enemies!!"

"True true! I heard even his fart smells like flowers!!"

"I heard when he stretches, half the women of the three worlds forget how to breathe!"

"Facts!"

"You know, you know!! They say his skin is smoother than jade refined for ten thousand years!!!"

"Once again, facts."

The female disciples of the sect had gone completely crazy.

"Ugh, these girls. They have become so creepy nowadays."

"I agree, all they talk about is...of that man!!"

"Hmph, if I had that Inheritance, even I would be able to swoon these bitches!"

Just as the male cultivators finished their words, a sandal flew in his direction and hit him square.

"Oww!! Which bas—— SHIT RUN!!" The male disciple was horrified when he saw a dozen women rushing towards him with swords in their hands...looking at him, like he had committed some grave crime.

Even the Elders did nothing to suppress their arrogance or antics.

At one of the Elder’s peaks, as usual, Yueshan was practising her sword arts. Her entire body was covered in sweat.

Her red dress was damp with sweat, making some important parts of her body slightly see-through.

"Hufff Hufff, the Divine Sword Arts are truly not a joke. Even a cultivator of my level feels this strange heaviness," Yueshan muttered, flicking her sword off coolly.

"Where did that evil man even take my sweet disciple? I hope he hasn’t corrupted her."

Yes, she was missing Vivianne very much. She had raised her as her own daughter from the moment of her birth.

Now, with her absence, a knot formed in her chest that she couldn’t bear. To distract herself, she began practicing the sword intensely.

"Where are they even staying? The news would be all over if they decided to reside in the Holy Sun continent—" Yueshan suddenly paused.

Without even looking back, she slashed her sword behind her in a deadly arc.

CLANG!!

Yueshan widened her eyes when she saw another sword block her attacks easily. Her senses immediately picked up the face of the attacker.

But...when she saw the face, her sword dropped to the ground.

"Vivi!?"

"...And her husband, you bimbo."