Chapter 236: The Mother And Daughter Are Now Feeling Like The Most Sinful Beings In Existence...
Lyrica and Frances: “…”
Guanyu: “Isn’t our wife amazing? Not single recipe was the same… Celia always continues to constantly impress me.” She gushed, praising her lover with a haughty laugh; which somewhat reminded Lyrica of those blond noble girls in anime, the ones with drill hair.
Vulely: “…”
Guanyu: “Come, keep eating; Celia is still working hard in the kitchen for you both. Surely, neither of you is foolish enough to…waste my dearest’s superbly handcrafted meals, yes?” She lightly threatened, presenting a fork to each of their mouths.
At heart, Guanyu is a deeply sadistic woman; one who doesn’t often get a chance to indulge in these desires. It was all too long ago that she would torture her enemies, or just random people to death, something that she can no longer do. That is, unless Guanyu is willing to lose Celia’s irresistible love…
Fortunately, by this point, the Cultivator isn’t willing to ever be apart from our wife. When they went to her original Cultivation world, most of those who knew Guanyu were…shocked beyond belief that the monstrous woman didn’t just kill them all outright to solve their fights and other issues. Oh, but making these two eat more and more meals, telling Celia that the mother-daughter duo were both still very much hungry…is close enough to torture for Guanyu to be quite a bit satisfied.
Lyrica: “Mom…I can’t help but feel like Celia is a saint, but is surrounded by people, her wives, who aren’t on the same level of goodness as she is.” She whispered, once more, forgetting that the Higher Beings can hear her perfectly.
Frances: “…”
Guanyu: “Acknowledge what I’m doing as torture, and I’ll stop without a single complaint, verbal or otherwise. However, you still have to eat more, or Evolving into a Highest Goddess will take millions of years without Celia’s help. It isn’t the most perfect arrangement, but aren’t I, in a way, kindly helping both of you?” She explained with a sadistic grin, fork hovering near Lyrica’s mouth.
Lyrica: “I…” She didn’t say more than that.
Guanyu: “Hm?” She expressed with a head tilt, fork still not yielding its position.
Lyrica: “I do want to reach that final, but not final Evolution, since the one after it is redundant. I mean, we’re now stupidly powerful; we could easily take over this world if we wanted to; though that Evolution is too hard to pass up. B-but…” She continued, last sentence too embarrassing to get out.
Guanyu: “But?” She repeated with a raised eyebrow.
After messing with the System for an hour, the two were still excited; as one would expect. Although, as Celia helped them Level up without any effort on their part, Lyrica and Frances seeing their Stats go up and up…the honeymoon phase ended just as quickly as it started. It has been a few days since then…
They knew that Celia wasn’t lying about doing this for free, but, unbeknownst to the woman herself, there was still a certain cost. Endless power, costing them nothing, done so on a whim; now Higher Beings, they felt better in thinking that, within their kind, Celia must be the most outlier among outliers.
Lyrica: “G-Guanyu, this, you feeding me, is arousing. Please, please don’t kill me for this; I swear that I wasn’t aroused on purpose, and I’m absolutely loyal to Frances!” She admitted with a solidly crimson face, now looking away from the Cultivator.
Guanyu: “( o_o)”