Chapter 1242 Amayaa?| knew about ita?|?
1242 Amaya... knew about it...?
"...I can't believe it."
Riona, who was sitting on the bed with her back leaning onto the headrest spoke with a stupefied look on her face as she glanced at her own body.
She was currently in her birthday suit, not that she cared about that minor detail right now because her main focus was on her cultivation.
She had become a Great Sage Cultivator.
From an Emperor to a Great Sage, in just 25 days.
Riona couldn't believe something like this was happening to her. Her face which had started showing some signs of aging had reversed back to looking like she was in her early 30s, her absolute prime.
"You've worked hard, wifey~"
Suddenly, Riona heard a playful voice. She instantly turned towards Nux who had just returned after a bath, his hair was wet, he didn't even bother covering his body and was shamelessly standing in front of Riona, making her blush the moment her eyes fell on his... 'weapon'.
"Heeeh, craving it already?"
Nux teased.
"I am not a pervert like you." Riona snorted.
Nux however, just laughed out loud as he crawled over to the bed and then placed his head on her lap.
"Of course. I know that very well." He agreed with Riona's words and this annoyed the woman even further.
How could she not sense his sarcasm?
Suddenly, Riona's body jerked when she sensed Nux's cold palm on her abdomen.
"W-What are you doing?" She questioned, her face turning red in an instant as she recalled the 'activities' the two of them had done the last few days.
"Nothing," Nux replied, his fingers slowly crawling above, making their way to their target, the giant mountain peak they had conquered before.
Riona's body was stiff, she was anticipating Nux's next moves and in reply, her hand had already started moving towards Nux's crotch. Copying Nux's style, her hand also crawled all the way slowly, awakening the sleeping monster again.
The two looked into each other's eyes, both had the same question in their mind,
One more round?
And as if their mind was connected by some force, both had the same answer to the question as well.
Why not.
Their bodies rolled over, what should have ended in just 25 days was extended to another day. The next day, however, Riona was too ashamed and tired to carry on, she quickly excused herself, leaving Nux's room after the two were done freshening up.
Looking at her rushing away, Nux couldn't help but chuckle, but suddenly, his expression changed as he noticed another presence in front of his room.
"Come in," he ordered.
The door opened and an exceptionally beautiful silver-haired woman walked in with a shocked expression on her face.
"H-How..."
She questioned, pointing at the door behind her.
Nux, of course, knew what the Elven Queen was talking about and just chuckled.
"Remember how you were curious how all women around me were monstrously strong?"
He decided to explain, after all. Lyriana was his Slave, she couldn't betray him in any scenario, plus, he also wanted to win some brownie points by being honest with her.
"Y-Yes...?" Lyriana nodded.
"Well, not all women around me are monstrously strong, it is only my wives who follow that trend,"
Nux replied.
Lyriana, however, narrowed her eyes in confusion and,
"But she is not your..."
Soon, however, realization dawned in, and then, Lyriana's nose finally caught on the funny smell that had spread inside the room.
"Y-You..."
Her eyes widened in shock, her fingers that were pointing at Nux were trembling.
"She is the mother of your wife!"
Lyriana shouted.
Hearing those words, Nux couldn't help but smile perversely,
"I guess we did cross a moral boundary today..."
Lyriana however, couldn't help but be disgusted.
Nux shrugged,
"As I said, my abilities to not work on any random women, it can only work on my wives."
Hearing those words, Lyriana frowned.
She was disgusted, yes, however, more than disgust, she was shocked, an Emperor turned into a Great Sage, within a matter of few days, it was absolutely unheard of and made little to no sense.
Just what sort of abilities did this bastard use!?
How was this even possible!?
"This is also the reason why I cannot help your daughter even after you have turned into my Slave.
There needs to be a connection between me and the woman for me to make a move, there is no such thing between me and your daughter."
Nux spoke and Lyriana raised her eyebrow.
"So you are saying there is a 'connection' between you and your mother-in-law?"
"We aren't doing something wrong, Lyriana.
Neither of us was forced into this situation, nor is Amaya, the only concerned party in this scenario unaware of this.
We didn't harm anyone, we are not planning to harm anyone, then what's wrong with me and my mother-in-law being together?
Moral boundaries? Lyriana, we cultivators go against the boundaries set by the entire world, what are some boundaries set by the society to us? If I want something, I will get it and the same goes for the people I love.
As for the people who do not like our decision, as long as you don't get in between us, we simply do not care."
Nux answered with a shrug.
"Amaya... knew about it...?" Lyriana questioned with a doubtful look on her face.
"Of course, I would never do something behind my wives' backs, especially something that might hurt them."
Nux's answer was quick.
Lyriana narrowed her eyes.
All this time, while she wouldn't say she was close to Nux's wives and had always maintained that wall of distance while approaching them, she had still developed a sense of acquaintanceship with them.
While at first, she didn't bother interrogating even after doubting that his wives were being 'controlled', now, since her doubt had gotten stronger, she decided to make a move.
She would approach this man's wives and get answers to her questions.
Right now, however, she quickly put this thought aside and decided to jump onto the main topic.
"All the elves have been successfully brought into the [Core], the only thing left is to bring them here."
She reported.
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