Prince of Wives

by Jason Hale

  "Thus a good birth is in itself a talent, and good fortune shall make even the lowest ascend to greatness."

  His lips curled into a gentle smile. A smile Jasime took as a sign of approval. An approval that delighted her.

  "What? Impressed? Slack-jawed? Speechless?"

  "Am I not better than all those other gals? Unrivaled among my peers? With a woman like me, what else do you need?"

  "It's not too late to swear off mistresses. Otherwise, when I start dealing with them…heh."

  The smug display caused Konnor's eyes to roll back. But he could sense the comedy and lack of seriousness within her tone. She would indeed fight to make him hers alone, but she certainly didn't plan to bring harm to anyone to achieve that.

  At least not physical harm…

  Or maybe just a little?

  "Hum, Hum. I give you a passing grade."

  "Just a passing grade?"

  Having grown on stories of cultivators spending weeks and months to comprehend spells and methods, she believed she had done well enough to be dubbed outstanding.

  Never did she expect that his appraisal would be so low. And suddenly her mood was soured. But at the same time, her fighting intent was kindled. If this weren't enough, she would only need to try harder!

  Seeing that she wasn't discouraged, Konnor was pleased.

  "The method I've given you is a dual cultivation technique. Do you know what that means?"

  The stories of rogues using females as cauldrons to empower themselves were not unfamiliar to Jasime. But knowing Konnor wouldn't harm her, she assumed they would both benefit from the intercourse.

  "I know."

  She nodded, trying to appear unfazed despite the rosy tint of her cheeks. In any case, how different could it be from "that time?"

  "Then let's cultivate. Don't forget to draw in spiritual energy and revolve it using the method. It's important that you pay attention to that to maximize the benefits."

  Konnor taught with a mischievous grin.

  "Hum…so we start…just like this?"

  "How would you want us to start?"

  She reminisced their first time that was full of tenderness and rising passion. In comparison, this seemed too…abrupt?

  But before she could say anything else, Konnor vanished and appeared at her back, his arms wrapped around her neck while his lips approached her left ear.

  "Would you want me to tell you that your beauty transcends the sun and moon?"

  "That it is in your scent that I find the delights of life?"

  "Would you want me to press my lips against your ear and whisper my admiration?"

  The feeling of his warm body enlacing hers caused her heart rate to shoot up.

  "Or rather…"

  He laid her with her back on the bed and his face standing above hers. His sweet breath grazed her nose, and the mesmerizing scent of orchids rippling from him assaulted her senses.

  "…just show you?"

  Then he leaned in, taking her lips in a passionate kiss.

  "Good. This is…good."

  She thought as the feeling of their intertwining tongue, and rising heat cleansed her mind of any extra thoughts.

  Words became superfluous, unnecessary ornaments that would distract them from the task of bringing one another to paradise. So, they no longer bothered with them. Konnor freed her of her robe and undergarments while she did the same to him. He broke their kiss, moving down to her nether regions with his tongue bared and his shaft hardening against her face.

  Instinctively, she pressed it firmly within her hand, extending it with gentle strokes, before taking it into her mouth.

  At the same time, his tongue latched on her clit, and his fingers teased her fold, causing the holy nectar she contained to drip without restraint.

  And quickly, a tantalizing slurping sound was the only thing available within the room.

  Their rising moans stifled by their "mutual service" duty.

  White light burst from their forms, pink mist rose from their pores, and hundreds of flowers bloomed and shrouded their tangling bodies as they revolved the Hundred Flowers Scripture and dual cultivated.

  Then they spun, lying on their shoulders with their legs collaring each other's necks and their faces still in each other's crotches.

  "Mhm!"

  Jasime couldn't help but let out as Konnor's masterful play of her drenched fold caused jolts of electricity to spread through her body.

  His hands rested on her buttocks and hers on his. But as he sensed her impending orgasm, he stopped, removed his tongue from her sex and caused her to gasp in frustration.

  She didn't have time to complain before he spun into sitting and motioned for her to dive into his arms. Which she did, wrapping her arms around his neck and rubbing her sex against his throbbing rod that now glittered in golden light.

  A benefit of their cultivation? She didn't care, too occupied with her furious masturbation on her lover's shaft.

  "Anh…"

  Her moans and rubbing teased Konnor's rod. He embraced her slim waist and let her slip onto his cock.

  "Ahhh…"

  Cultivate! She shouldn't forget that the entire purpose of this was to cultivate.

  But when pleasure reached such fantastic heights, how could she focus. She laid on his cock, legs outstretched with her hands holding his cheeks and kissed him impetuously to suppress her moans while moving down his shaft and causing his balls to slap her butt cheeks.

  *Pah* *Pah* *Pah*

  The sound of deep lovemaking soon filled the room. With more intense moans replacing their predecessors while the two moved their waists and brought each other to heaven.

  The initial tender moves soon became instinct driven thrusts that carried the two of them to the so desired peak.

  "Mhhhhhhh!"

  Jasime groaned in Konnor's mouth as her body clenched on his and her orgasm took her. He followed suit, unloading his large stream of semen within her.

  The scripture caused their minds to intertwine, sharing the feelings and bliss they felt within one another's arms.

  But they were only getting started and switched to other positions to better explore their sexuality, and bring out all the boons of the Hundred Flowers Scripture.

  ...

  The intense dual cultivation session came to an end with Jasime collapsing in the mermaid position while panting for breath.

  "Fifth…it is the…fifth. May the divine lord have mercy on me…I can't continue."

  "Admitting defeat?"

  "Admitting defeat!"

  She conceded with her back resting on his chest. It seemed the plan of making him lie broken under her would need to receive some tweaks!

  But in the meantime, large streams of spiritual energy flooded her body and mind, taking her from a mortal with no cultivation base to the fifth step Adept Knight and first step Adept Priest in one go.

  Chapter 25 - The Purple Flame Mark Awakens

  Even for Jasime who still had a shallow understanding of the cultivation world, the sudden breakthrough in cultivation brought by the dual cultivation sessions seemed too large to be normal.

  She attributed that quick rise to Konnor's method and sat cross-legged to digest her gains.

  Meanwhile, although Konnor had profited very little in terms of cultivation advancement, his understanding of the Hundred Flowers Scripture had reached a new level.

  He sat in the lotus position and channeled it to explore his new discoveries. The Hundred Flowers scripture was divided into three layers. Each bringing with it an attribute. Attributes should not be confused with the elemental spells priests could conjure. They were ingrained in the spiritual energy and brought with them countless benefits.

  Mastering an attribute before the Arch Rank was a challenging task that most talents failed to accomplish. But as long as Konnor could reach the first layer of the Hundred Flowers scripture, he would unlock his first attribute: Light.

  Pink mist moved across his pores,
and within his body, his sky-blue pagoda was shrouded by a growing purple haze. That purple haze then merged with the pagoda which subsequently released blinding light that caused Konnor's body to sparkle.

  And just like that, he had reached the first layer of the Hundred Flowers Scripture. But at that time, the purple flame mark on his right arm shone, and by the time he opened his eyes, he was no longer sitting by Jasime's side, but floating within a world of clouds.

  "The hell?"

  Konnor's eyes widened in disbelief as he swept the perimeter.

  "You wish. Hell is a much more entertaining place than this."

  A voice echoed from the back of his head.

  He turned to face it and was surprised to see a tall, handsome man standing at almost 1.9 meters with long jet-black hairs, violet eyes, and a large open coat that showcased his muscular, bare chest.

  But those attributes paled in comparison to the pair of goat horns that protruded from his forehead.

  "Who the hell are you?"

  Konnor asked warily. While he couldn't see his own appearance in his demonic form, the goat horns were attributes he also possessed. And if it weren't for him being unable to feel any energy signature from the man standing in front of him, he would have assumed him to be of demonic blood.

  "You can think of me as your tutor and guardian. I helped you take down the woman that was trying to kill you before. Remember?"

  The sight of Freya driving her sword toward him in an almost fatal blow resurfaced within Konnor's mind.

  "Or rather, you helped me help you. Was it not for your strong will to live, it would have taken more time and energy for me to awaken."

  The man stated with a devilish grin.

  Konnor rose from his seated position, and the clouds below him were like an ethereal ground that allowed him to walk toward the demonic man.

  And if anyone witnessed the two face one another, they would be surprised to see the striking resemblance of their faces.

  "Since you brought me here, I assume you have important things to say?"

  "Not say, teach. All highborn demons possess birthmarks that grant them a preternatural understanding of the world and their duties. Call it wisdom of the ancestors if you will. But as a half, yours took a lot of time to activate. In fact, was it not for the previous Konnor dying and being replaced by you, I'm afraid I would have never been able to rise."

  "You…know that?"

  But quickly, Konnor's initial shock was erased. If that thing had been present within his predecessor, then it was likely to have witnessed everything that happened.

  "Of course I do. I know everything about you. But that is of no consequence. In fact, it's better for everyone. Your predecessor was a good kid. But as far as demons are concerned, he was a complete and utter failure. For the mighty house of Taltus to have produced such an offspring would have probably been his majesty's greatest shame."

  "But let's not step away from our intended purpose. I'm here to teach you two things. All that is to know about your bloodline and abilities, and your duty in this mortal plane."

  Hearing the word "duty," Konnor's face contorted into a frown.

  "I have no interest in taking part in the schemes of bored elders."

  "You can choose not to care. But others will not let you…not care."

  "To make things simple. The Ancient Crystal World you currently reside in is like all the other mortal worlds a proxy battlefield between the deva ruled Celestial Realm also known as Heaven, and the demon ruled Infernal Realm also known as Hell."

  "In immemorial times, the ruling gods of the two realms decided to use mortal worlds as proxy battlefields instead of directly engaging each other. This Ancient Crystal World is divided into two continents. The Holy Continent ruled by the Celestial Church and the Barbarian Continent ruled by the Infernal Cult. Those two forces have been directing wars and conflicts for hundreds of thousands of years, causing countless genocides and almost bringing the sentient beings to extinction."

  The sea of new information took Konnor aback. He already knew that the Holy Flame Church was only one of the five branches of the Celestial Church, but he still had no idea of how powerful of an entity it really was.

  But quickly, his eyes revealed doubt.

  "This world's human history is not that long. The Holy Flame Empire is the oldest recorded country but has not existed for more than a hundred thousand years."

  "That is because every time the sentient beings come close to extinction, those two forces sign an armistice, erase all recorded information of the past civilizations, and let what remain of the different races breed and produce new generations."

  "They have been repeating that process for quite some time. And it is very likely that a new war of extermination will happen very soon. At the earliest, several months. At the latest, several years."

  Konnor was alarmed. What kind of power was required to so seamlessly control the history of all those races across such a terrifying amount of time?

  "But why? Why engage in such bloody slaughter? Just for the sake of distant gods? It makes no sense!"

  "It makes perfect sense. Those two forces each possess their own divine altar that records merits. The more they kill of the other side's believers, the more merits they accumulate. Although they could also gain the same amount through conversion, it's much easier to just kill the opponent.

  "Merits can be exchanged for mighty boons granted by the gods themselves. And if one side can ultimately triumph over the other, its leaders can receive the privilege of ascending to the higher realms and being ennobled in the courts of their chosen deities. It's not even impossible for them to become gods in their own rights."

  No wonder they were willing to go to such lengths.

  "Most established saints are aware of these realities. Which is why they often leave the secular world to join the churches as high-ranking officials. Now I hope you understand why you can't escape. You can try, but it will not end well."

  "The blood of Taltus marks you as a prime target for the Celestial Church. I believe they gain more merit by killing you than by killing a barbarian saint."

  "What?"

  Konnor staggered, his eyes almost popped out of their sockets, and his entire body was shaken by violent tremors.

  Worth more than a saint?

  How could he breathe?

  But then the description of the Hundred Flowers Scripture echoed within his mind.

  "Creator: Taltus, fourth king of hell, lord of lust, ruler of all sex demons."

  Could it be…

  "Who or what is the Taltus you mentioned? And what is my relationship with him?"

  "His majesty the Southern King of Hell. A million years ago he enslaved Asmodeus and took ownership of the southern domain as its new king. None has managed to shake his position ever since."

  "Most noble houses in hell bear their founder's name."

  "As for the relationship…he's your father."

  "Come again?"

  Cheap! Too cheap!

  How could it be possible for him to gain such a cheap father?

  "After endless preparations, your mother managed to forge a Master-Servant contract with him and received the privilege of carrying one of his offspring. You were supposed to be a cutting-edge weapon in the upcoming war, but your predecessor's lack of talent and frustrating disposition caused her to lose faith. She hoped sending him into the palace would cause traumatic enough experiences to awaken his bloodline. But even in death, he failed to man up."

  "I recommend you find an opportunity to escape the palace as soon as possible and contact her."

  It was easier to kill incubi than to harm their genitalia. If the previous Konnor had managed to awaken his bloodline, he would have quickly recovered his "rocks."

  But he didn't.

  Konnor was overwhelmed by all the things he had just learned. Having a mighty father might seem appealing to most, but in the heart of the Holy Flame Empire, that lineage could onl
y bring him harm.

  "I heard identifying incubi is impossible if they don't reveal their demonic energy signature."

  "That is incorrect. "Nigh impossible" is the correct answer. There is an ability called Origin Sight that allows its user to not only spy on people from a distance but to also figure out all their innate characteristics. And if I'm not wrong, the Holy Flame Church has more than one person wielding that ability. If for some reason they use it on you, you're done for."