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Chapter 248 - High-Grade Roots
🕑 Added 2025-10-20 07:46:49 +0000 UTCAuthor's Note:
There's a part that might seem like it's going to have adult content in this chapter, but don't worry, it won't.
The reason is that I wasn't in the mood to write that right now, as I want to advance the plot a bit. Let's leave it for another opportunity.
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Looking at the beautiful Formation-Tier Transcendent Sky-Lotus, which seemed like a small piece of the sky in his hand, Aotian felt even more excited.
Wasting no time, he repeated the previous absorption process, with only a few variations.
The energy was only more intense and powerful than the Nascent-Tier lotus, but the properties and absorption methods remained the same.
Slowly, the process went smoothly once again, and Aotian once more felt that overwhelming, comfortable sensation of evolution.
His roots were much stronger and had far more capacity than before, which, together with his many minds that could make full use of these energy channels, allowed him not only to cultivate but also to attack with much greater ease, power, and speed.
It wasn't only his cultivation qualifications that were improving in real time, but also his combat strength.
When he opened his eyes, an unprecedented calm and tranquility filled his heart.
[Host: Long Aotian
Cultivation: 2nd Level Golden Core
Body Cultivation: 2nd Level Golden Core
Physique: Mortal
Qualifications: High-Grade (Superior) Five Element Spiritual Root]
Clenching his fists tightly, he recalculated the strength of his roots.
'If a low-grade root is 1, a mid-grade is 2, a high-grade is 4, and a perfect-grade is 8, then mine is 6 — somewhere between a high-grade and a perfect-grade root.'
He reasoned, feeling excellent.
Although his root hadn't reached the level of a perfect one, it couldn't be ignored that he had avatars cultivating ahead of him, his base was solid, and he knew the path forward like the back of his hand. Stabilizing his foundation was child's play for him and didn't take much time.
His many minds also allowed him to cultivate at the maximum speed possible for his roots, with no waste and maximum efficiency.
Thus, his real cultivation speed was even greater than that of a perfect root. If a perfect-grade root was 8, and a Spiritual-grade one was 16, then his real cultivation speed with his new roots was around 12.
Aotian finally felt his heart balanced and allowed himself a wide smile.
It should be noted that in the past eight months, he had only broken through once and was still far from reaching the 3rd level of the Golden Core, which made him quite uncomfortable.
Since he arrived in this world, his progress had been like that of a rocket, but as the realms increased, his roots could no longer keep up with him, which deeply frustrated him.
In eight months, he had broken through only once, while Rihai, with her powerful roots, had broken through eight times in half that time. Although he was happy for her, seeing his own progress stagnate really made him anxious.
Fortunately, that reality had changed, and his cultivation speed wouldn't stop there, for he still had one more card to play.
Leaving his room, he went straight to his wife's room and knocked.
"Hai'er, it's me!" he called, the fire already beginning to burn in his belly.
The door opened, and a curious blue-haired Rihai appeared before him, tilting her head in confusion.
"What is it, Tian'er?" she asked curiously.
Without saying a word, he hugged her, carried her in his arms like a princess, kissed her lips, and took her into the room.
The blonde Rihai inside the room also opened her eyes, interrupting her cultivation, and looked helplessly at her husband — even more so when she saw him coming her way.
"Isn't one body of mine enough?" she asked, half smiling, half helpless.
"You think it's enough?" he teased playfully, raising an eyebrow at her and throwing her water-attribute body over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
She truly didn't know whether to laugh or cry at that sight.
Shaking her head, she stood up and leapt toward her husband, wrapping her arms around his neck and hanging with her feet off the ground, looking at him playfully — while from her other perspective, she could see his back, as her second body was draped over his shoulder.
Aotian lowered his head and gave a quick kiss on the lips of his beautiful blonde wife while walking toward the bed, with her still hanging on him.
Throwing both wives — who were actually one — onto the bed, they both looked at him provocatively, beckoning him with their beautiful jade fingers, which made his blood boil even more.
Without hesitation, he jumped onto the bed, and the fun began.
During the dual cultivation session — or rather, Aotian's adapted version, the triple cultivation — their roots synchronized.
Aotian's many minds worked together, taking control of their roots, cultivating for both women and himself at the same time, while his main mind focused on the most important matter… which was enjoying himself with his wife — or wives? Well, one wife with two bodies at the same time.
As for the secondary matter, cultivation, Aotian was even more excited. Since Rihai had two bodies and two divine-grade roots, the negative impact of his own low-grade root affected the two women's roots far less when they entered synchronization.
If a divine-grade root was 64 and Aotian's was 6, adding and dividing for the three of them, each ended up with around 44 — better than a sacred-grade root, which was 32.
Although it was detrimental to Rihai, since the real speed of her two bodies was 64, it still wasn't that bad. Especially now that she was stabilizing her cultivation, without needing to break through — only strengthening and controlling what she already had.
Aotian was helping her with that process in both bodies through triple cultivation, while in his own cultivation there was only one word: breakthrough!
Hours passed, and slowly, four hours later, Rihai couldn't take it anymore—she begged for mercy and fainted… with both bodies.
Aotian, naked and still unsatisfied, sighed, scratching his head helplessly.
'Uhh… ever since I came to this world, I've had many bodies, been through a lot, and my mental fortitude has grown tremendously. If it were my old self, before transmigrating, forget four hours—thirty minutes with a beautiful woman like Rihai, no, with two beautiful women like Rihai, would've already been such an intense battle I could brag about it for a lifetime.'
He thought, a little embarrassed, as he lay between the two and pulled them into his arms, calming his impulses with spiritual energy.
'Rihai also has a small disadvantage since she receives double stimulation, unable to separate the sensations of one body from the other. So, it wasn't like I defeated two Rihais, but rather one Rihai with a slight disadvantage.'
Aotian reasoned with amusement, gently caressing the backs of the two exhausted women and placing a soft kiss on their foreheads as he began to ponder.
Thinking about the growth he had gained in those four hours of cultivation, he reflected that if he could maintain that for most of the day, he would advance within seven days.
Unfortunately, that was impossible. Forget Rihai—even he wouldn't be able to endure such a trial.
He then began calculating to do it every day but stop one hour earlier. Although sexually unsatisfied, that would leave Rihai awake and wouldn't interfere with the rest of her cultivation time.
'About three hours at a speed faster than a common sacred root, and the rest of the day at a speed above that of a perfect root… uhmm… my average cultivation speed would be 16, which is the standard speed of a Spiritual Physique. That's actually really good.'
'Even during the act, I can help Rihai quite a bit too, especially when she's stabilizing her cultivation. That way, her advancement speed remains almost normal. So I feel less guilty, since I won't be harming her progress and will still benefit from it. Not to mention the great advantage of being intimate with my beautiful wife—who happens to have two gorgeous bodies.'
He thought delightedly and hugged them even tighter, smiling with happiness.
'This woman is truly my treasure.'
Amused, he closed his eyes and began cultivating.
In a month, at the speed he had calculated, he would reach his breakthrough.
It was already noon when Rihai woke up, stretching comfortably like a cat.
The two women, one blonde and the other with blue hair, lazily rubbed their noses against their husband's chest, snuggling up to him.
Aotian awoke from his cultivation and smiled at them.
"Awake?" he asked playfully.
"Almost…"
The lazy reply that came against his chest made him smile even more.
"Let's get up. As much as I'd love to stay here with you all day, today's a special day, remember?" He hugged them a bit tighter before letting go and standing up.
At Aotian's reminder, Rihai remembered that there was indeed an event that day.
Her main body lazily got up.
Looking at her own state, she released a wave of spiritual energy, cleaning up the mess from the previous night, her face slightly flushed.
Aotian, who was already standing, saw the scene and laughed in amusement. Approaching her, he gave her a quick kiss on the cheek.
"You still haven't gotten used to this even after all these months of marriage?" he teased, wrapping his arms around his wife.
She shook her head shyly while taking her disciple robes from her storage ring and getting dressed.
Aotian didn't tease his shy wife any further and only smiled, turning his gaze to the blue-haired Rihai, who was still lying down and even pulled the blanket over her body, amusing him even more.
"Lazy girl." He gave a light smack on the blue-haired Rihai's butt on the bed.
She only lifted her head, looked at him, rolled her eyes, and went back to resting.
Amused, he looked back at her main body, who did the same gesture—rolling her eyes at her husband.
"You're really going to the event while she stays there lazing around?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.
"What? Jealous?" she shot back, walking to the dressing table to fix her hair. "And if you weren't so wild, I wouldn't be this worn out." She didn't forget to complain, puffing her cheeks slightly in irritation.
"Of course not! And it's your fault—who told my wife to be so beautiful and irresistible?!" This time it was him who rolled his eyes, not forgetting to tease with a grin as he went to get dressed. 'Heeh… with 665 bodies, why would I envy your still-sleeping body?'
He thought in amusement as he finished getting ready.
After that, Rihai came to help him fix his hair affectionately, like a devoted wife.
'I miss short hair… but I look amazing with long hair!' Aotian bragged, admiring himself in the mirror as his wife finished adjusting it for him.
After finishing their preparations, they left the cave mansion and headed to the sect's event, where all the disciples had already been told not to be absent.
The name of the event?
The Path Sermon Assembly.
Comments
Gilded Goblin
Maybe "Reflections upon the Dao" or something similar? My brain keeps going to dumb names that sound like college courses.
Thiago Diorio
Guys, I completely blanked on what to call those events where cultivators gather to preach about the Dao and cultivation. So I came up with 'The Path Sermon Assembly,' but I’m not sure if I like it... does anyone remember what they’re usually called? 🧐😓
