A/N: Huge thanks to DaoistCulture for the Luxury Car! This bonus Chapter is for you. Happy reading, everyone!

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The marking was complete. As the obsidian glow faded into a permanent, pulsating crimson, the connection between them solidified into something metaphysical.

Shen Yu could feel Yilan’s heartbeat as if it were an echo in his own chest, he could sense the newfound stability of her 5th-Stage Golden Core and the sheer, unadulterated adoration flowing through her spiritual veins.

Yilan lay back against the damp silk, her chest heaving, the Lotus of Desire shimmering between her breasts like a living jewel.

She looked at Shen Yu, her Yu’er, her husband, her everything, and felt a sense of completion she hadn’t known even at the height of her former power. With a sigh of utter surrender, she relaxed against him, resting her head upon his chest as the silence of the pavilion sealed their union.

As the moonlight filtered through the pavilion, a translucent screen flickered into existence before Shen Yu’s eyes.

[ CAULDRON / CONQUEST ROSTER ]

[Name: Mei Yilan

Cultivation: 5th Stage Golden Core

Subjugation Level: 100%

Status: [ Soul-Bound / Absolute Conquest ]

Bond Established: Primal Mark of Belonging.

Bloodline: —] 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Shen Yu scanned the translucent notification, a dark sense of triumph swelling in his gut. Although he hadn’t been able to awaken her bloodline, his Primordial Genesis Seed having reached its limit for this realm, Mei Yilan was now undeniably the fourth pillar of his rising harem.

She stood alongside Mei Lixue, Meng Yan, and Xu Yi, a collection of power and beauty that was only the beginning. He gave Yilan’s heavy, milk-laden breast a final, possessive squeeze as she slept, his mind already drifting toward the conquests that lay ahead.

’More to go,’ he thought, his golden eyes cold and calculating. His path in this life was paved with the women he conquered, and four was nowhere near enough to satisfy the hunger of the Primal Desire.

His thoughts drifted to Li Qiu, the wife of Peng Kai. He didn’t intend to give her the same "husbandly" warmth he gave the others. She was the wife of an enemy, she wouldn’t be a companion, but a slave. She would never have a place in his heart, but she would certainly have his body.

Beyond that lay Crimson Iron City, the site of his future business empire. He already had his eyes on the women who moved the gears of that city. He would dismantle their defenses and claim them one by one.

"Now, now, Yilan," he murmured, gently shaking her shoulder. "We need to move. We’ve been away from the world for nearly two days."

She groaned, her body still heavy with the afterglow of their union, but Shen Yu was relentless. He picked her up in his powerful arms and carried her to the pavilion’s jade pool. After a quick, steaming bath and dressing in fresh robes, they were ready.

"We aren’t wasting time with horses," he said, looking at her.

Yilan nodded, her eyes flashing with her restored power. She wrapped him in a protective shroud of her 5th-Stage Golden Core Qi and took to the sky. They streaked across the horizon like a silver comet, arriving back at the estate in under an hour.

They bid a quiet, lingering farewell with a searing kiss. Shen Yu’s hand found her breast one last time, kneading the soft flesh beneath her robes to remind her of her place, before he slipped away toward his own quarters.

He entered his room to find Mei Lixue sleeping naked under the silk covers. He shed his robes, the silver glow of his skin dimming as he climbed into the bed. As he pulled her into his embrace, she stirred, her eyes fluttering open.

"How did it go?" she whispered, her voice thick with sleep.

Shen Yu gave her a beautiful, predatory smile. "I’ll tell you tomorrow. Let’s sleep for now."

Without further words, he slid his familiar length into her, anchoring himself within her warmth. Lixue let out a long, needy moan, her body relaxing into his touch as they both drifted into the first peaceful sleep in days.

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The next day, the morning sun filtered through the ornate window lattices of the estate, illuminating the aftermath of a night spent in Lixue’s arms. As they woke, the quiet intimacy quickly spiraled into a fevered, intense session. Shen Yu, now pulsing with the refined energy of his 10th-stage foundation, pushed Lixue to the brink of madness.

When he finally released his essence, Lixue, drunk on the intoxicating, lightning-tempered taste of his seed, refused to let a single drop go to waste. She looked up at him, her lips glistening, her eyes hazy with absolute love.

"Now," she panted, her voice a ragged whisper. "Tell me. What happened? How did you seduce her?"

Shen Yu leaned back against the headboard, a dark, triumphant smirk crossing his face. He didn’t hold back. He described every detail, how he had seduced her mother, the primal intensity of their dual cultivation, and how he had claimed Mei Yilan’s body and soul until she was begging for his mark.

Hearing that her own mother had been thoroughly conquered by the man currently inside her triggered something deep and taboo within Lixue. Her breath hitched, her face flushing a deep, wanton red.

The mental image of Yilan’s surrender didn’t inspire jealousy; it acted as a potent aphrodisiac, triggering her deepest kinks. Without a word, she lunged forward, her hunger renewed as she took his dick back into her mouth with a ferocity that made Shen Yu’s eyes flare with gold.

After the second bout, as they lay entangled in sweat-slicked sheets, Shen Yu stroked her hair.

"I’ve reached a new stage, Lixue, a stage that even the Heavens were forced to acknowledge."

He kept his explanation vague, his voice carrying a weight that brooked no argument. While the sky had turned "tsundere" for his specific bloodline, the laws of the Dao remained a lethal, unforgiving threat to anyone else.

He wasn’t about to risk her safety or her sanity by explaining the reality-warping mechanics of the 10th Stage just yet.

Lixue, sensing the gravity in his tone and the raw power thrumming beneath his skin, didn’t question. She simply nodded, her eyes filled with a quiet, shimmering awe.

Shen Yu sat up, his pale skin catching the morning sun as he looked down at her.

"Get dressed," he commanded softly, his tone shifting back to that of a possessive master. "It’s time for breakfast."

When they entered the dining hall, the atmosphere was thick with unspoken tension. Mei Yilan was already there, elegantly seated and sipping tea.

Though she looked as poised as the Matriarch of old, her skin had a preternatural glow, and her aura was no longer that of a broken cultivator, but a formidable 5th-Stage Golden Core expert.

Lixue’s smile was mischievous as she approached the table. She looked at her mother, seeing the subtle change in her posture, the quiet contentment of a woman who had been thoroughly "mended."

"Congratulations on your recovery, Mother," Lixue said brightly.

Then, leaning down to Yilan’s ear, she whispered just loud enough for Shen Yu to hear: "Welcome to the family... and thank you for bringing me such a wonderful step-daddy."

Yilan nearly choked on her tea, a vivid, scarlet blush exploding across her cheeks as she instinctively clutched the area between her breasts, where the Lotus of Desire throbbed in response to Shen Yu’s presence.

Shen Yu threw his head back and laughed loudly, the sound filled with the raw, unchecked authority of a conqueror. He took his seat at the head of the table, his golden eyes darting between the mother and daughter he had claimed.

"Well," Shen Yu said, picking up his chopsticks as the servants began to lay out the feast. "Let’s eat. We still have the pending task of establishing business in Crimson Iron City."

Yilan tried to regain her composure, though her eyes kept darting toward Shen Yu with a mix of lingering shyness and soul-deep devotion, while Lixue sat beside him, her hand possessively resting on his thigh under the table.