Chapter 230: Going To Help Silver Moon Palace
The movements of the Devil Sects became more active with each passing day, their shadowy influence creeping further into the strongholds of righteous sects.
News of their assaults spread like wildfire, instilling fear and uncertainty across the cultivation world.
Wang Li, however, remained calm in the face of this growing chaos. His Holy Devil Dragon Sect was gaining more requests for aid with every passing hour, many sects reaching out in desperation.
Within the grand halls of the Holy Devil Dragon Sect, Wang Li sat behind an elegant mahogany desk, reviewing the scrolls that had been sent in for help.
The scent of incense filled the air, and the soft light of jade lamps bathed the room in a warm, golden glow.
He had received dozens of requests from various sects, all begging for assistance against the relentless assaults of the Devil Sects.
Some were small sects, barely worth his attention, while others had significant influence. But Wang Li knew what he was truly interested in.
He smirked as his eyes glided over the scrolls, searching for the sects that housed the most beautiful women and maintained good relations with the Holy Devil Dragon Sect.
He had always been a man of refined tastes, after all, and if he were to extend his aid, there had to be something in it for him.
Xia Bingling, Wang Li’s voluptuous mother-in-law, stood beside him, her striking figure wrapped in a tight, revealing robe of flowing silk that clung to her curves. Her beauty was timeless, and her gaze lingered on Wang Li with admiration.
“Master Li,” she said softly, her voice sultry, “there are many sects in need. Which shall we assist first?”
Wang Li leaned back in his chair, casually stroking his chin as he glanced up at Xia Bingling. He enjoyed how she addressed him with such deference, despite their close… relationship. He reached out and pulled her closer, wrapping an arm around her waist.
“We’ll send our forces to the sects that have something valuable to offer us,” Wang Li said with a knowing smirk. “Let’s see… The Jade Blossom Sect, known for their breathtaking women. We’ve helped them before, and it wouldn’t hurt to maintain good relations.”
Xia Bingling chuckled lightly, running her fingers through his hair. “Of course. Your preferences are well known. Anything else?”
Wang Li scanned another scroll and grinned. “Ah, the Moonlight Cloud Sect. Their women are quite the beauties, and I recall that their Elder Mei was rather… grateful the last time I intervened.”
Xia Qingwu, Wang Li’s wife, entered the room at that moment. Her elegant and graceful presence immediately caught his attention.
Draped in a robe of silver and blue, her eyes held a warmth reserved only for Wang Li. She was aware of her husband’s unique preferences and desires, yet her love for him never wavered.
“Are you planning the next deployment of our forces, my husband?” Xia Qingwu asked sweetly, stepping toward him. She glanced at the scrolls on the table before her eyes settled on Wang Li’s face. “And who will you be helping this time?”
Wang Li stood up from his desk and approached her, placing his hands on her shoulders. He leaned in and kissed her forehead gently.
“The sects that are most deserving of our aid,” he replied playfully. “But don’t worry, my beloved. You’ll be accompanying me on the next mission.”
Xia Qingwu smiled, her expression softening as she leaned into his embrace. “And where are we going?”
Wang Li’s eyes glimmered with mischief. “The Silver Moon Palace.”
Xia Qingwu’s eyes widened slightly. “The Silver Moon Palace? Isn’t that where Palace Mistress Lan Xiaoru resides?”
Wang Li nodded, his smile growing wider. “Indeed. Mistress Lan is one of our sect’s most ardent supporters. But it seems that the Devil Sects have chosen to target her palace specifically. Even their Void Ascension Realm ancestor is having difficulty dealing with this sudden attack. Naturally, I will need to handle the situation personally.”
Xia Bingling snickered at the thought. “I see. And I’m certain your decision has nothing to do with your… relationship with Mistress Lan Xiaoru?”
Wang Li grinned wickedly but said nothing.
Xia Qingwu rolled her eyes affectionately. “Of course, it would be improper of you not to help an old lover in her time of need.”
Song Jingyan, another of Wang Li’s cherished lovers, entered the room as well. She was dressed in a form-fitting black robe, her beauty radiant and exotic. With a confident stride, she approached Wang Li, her eyes locking onto his with playful curiosity.
“You’re leading the next mission personally, my love?” Song Jingyan asked, her voice velvety smooth. “I assume I’ll be accompanying you.”
Wang Li wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her close. “Naturally, my dear. I wouldn’t dream of leaving you behind. The Silver Moon Palace will need all the support it can get, and your talents are… quite useful.”
Song Jingyan smirked, leaning in to kiss Wang Li’s neck seductively. “I live to serve you, my lord.”
With his plans set in motion, Wang Li assembled his elite forces. Alongside him were his trusted lovers—Xia Qingwu, Xia Bingling, and Song Jingyan—each of them powerful cultivators in their own right. The group set off for the Silver Moon Palace, the atmosphere charged with anticipation.
The journey was swift, and when they arrived at the Silver Moon Palace, the scene was chaotic. Dark clouds swirled overhead, and the sounds of battle echoed across the palace grounds. Devil cultivators swarmed the palace walls, their malevolent auras clashing with the protective barriers of the palace.
Wang Li strode forward with confidence, his presence immediately commanding attention. The disciples of the Silver Moon Palace gasped in awe as they saw him approach, their eyes filled with a mixture of hope and admiration. Palace Mistress Lan Xiaoru herself appeared at the gates, her long silver hair flowing elegantly behind her, and her eyes filled with both relief and gratitude.
“Master Wang,” Lan Xiaoru greeted him, her voice a blend of elegance and urgency. “You arrived just in time. The Devil Sects have launched a coordinated attack, and our defenses are faltering. Even our Void Ascension Realm ancestor is struggling to hold them at bay.”
Wang Li stepped forward, his eyes glinting with confidence. “Fear not, Mistress Lan. I will see to it that your palace remains standing. I won’t allow these wretched Devil Sects to tarnish your honor.”
Lan Xiaoru bowed her head, her gaze softening as she looked up at him. “I knew I could count on you, Wang Li. Your presence alone strengthens our resolve.”
Wang Li smiled, his charm radiating effortlessly. “Anything for you, Mistress Lan.”
As the battle raged on, Wang Li directed his forces with precision and strength. His mother-in-law,
Xia Bingling, moved gracefully through the battlefield, her powerful cultivation techniques cutting down devil cultivators with ease.
Xia Qingwu followed closely behind her, wielding her icy techniques to freeze the enemies in their tracks. Song Jingyan, swift and deadly, unleashed her flames upon the devil forces, her beauty captivating and lethal in equal measure.
But Wang Li, as always, remained the center of attention. His mere presence seemed to inspire his allies and strike fear into the hearts of his enemies. He was a force to be reckoned with, and his reputation only grew as he cut down devil cultivators with ease.
After several intense hours of battle, the tides turned in favor of the Silver Moon Palace. The devil forces began to retreat, their numbers dwindling as Wang Li’s forces pressed their advantage.
With a final push, the remaining devil cultivators were driven from the palace grounds, leaving the righteous sect victorious.
Lan Xiaoru approached Wang Li once more, her eyes filled with gratitude and admiration.
“Master Wang,” she said softly, her voice filled with emotion, “we owe you our lives. Without your intervention, the Silver Moon Palace would have surely fallen.”
Wang Li smiled, reaching out to gently brush a strand of hair from her face. “It was my honor to protect you, Mistress Lan. You are far too precious to be lost to the likes of the Devil Sects.”
Lan Xiaoru blushed slightly, her eyes locking with Wang Li’s. “You are too kind, Master Wang. I only hope I can find a way to repay you for your generosity.”
Wang Li’s smile grew wider. “I’m sure we can find a suitable… arrangement.”
As the night settled over the palace, Wang Li retired to a private chamber with Lan Xiaoru. It was a night filled with passion and intimacy, their connection deepening as they sought comfort in each other’s arms. Wang Li’s power only grew stronger as he cultivated with her, his Yin-Yang Cultivation Ability enhancing both of them.
Wang Li knew that the battle against the devil sects was far from over, but for now, he reveled in his victory and the pleasures of his life. The world may have been descending into chaos, but within his own sphere of influence, Wang Li remained the undisputed master of his domain.
