Urban Seduction: Housewives Club

Chapter 2140 - 461: A Ridiculous Idea 4

In front of his own women, Wang Yue didnʼt feel the need to play coy. He leveled with them immediately, ”To be honest, I was thinking the exact same thing. I just wasnʼt sure if theyʼd be down for it.”

Hearing that, the four of them lit up, trading their worries for grins. Zi Yun laughed, ”Oh, donʼt you worry about that. Weʼve already had one-on-ones with every single one of them. As of right now, three hundred and twenty-two sisters have signed onto the plan. We even started teaching them the dual-cultivation basics already.”

Wang Yue blinked, genuinely stunned. He hadnʼt expected them to be this prepared—theyʼd already done all the legwork and handled the recruitment.

And three hundred and twenty-two? That was way more than heʼd hoped for. He figured if they could talk forty or fifty girls into it, theyʼd be doing great.

With the primordial Yin energy from that many women, he could hit the peak of the Mortal Shedding Realm easily—hell, pushing straight into the Transcendence Realm was actually on the table now.

This wasnʼt just a win; it was a massive power-up dropped right into his lap.

”You girls really hit a home run this time,” Wang Yue said, beaming. ”Tell me what you want for a reward. If itʼs humanly possible, itʼs yours.”

The four women shared another look before speaking up. ”We donʼt need a reward. Just... come see us more often, okay?”

”Count on it. Iʼm not about to leave you hanging,” Wang Yue promised. ”Also, keep an eye out. Pick some women with solid character and real talent. Train them up to take over your roles here so you can get back to my auntʼs side.”

That hit them right in the feels. Even though they were running a crew of fifteen hundred and living large on the sub, they were used to the high-stakes adventures theyʼd shared with Su Mengqing. Being away from their captain for this long had them aching with homesickness.

Plus, life on a submarine is boring as hell if you donʼt have a burning vendetta to keep you occupied like the new recruits did.

”In that case, Iʼll go get things moving,” Hong Ling said, forcing her jelly-like legs to cooperate as she sat up.

Wang Yue nodded. Three hundred-plus women—even at thirty minutes a pop—was going to take a solid six or seven days to wrap up.

Back home, his mom was waiting for them to finally become a ”real” couple, and he was dying to get back to her.

If it werenʼt for the fact that this power boost was too good to pass up, heʼd have hauled ass back to Jinling already.

He decided to hold off on teaching the Su Nu Gong (Plain Maiden Technique) to the recruits for now. It was a Mid-Grade Heaven-Tier manual—heavy stuff that wasnʼt exactly ”Beginner 101.”

These women didnʼt have a foundation yet, so trying to teach them now would be like teaching calculus to toddlers. Heʼd teach Hong Lingʼs crew first and let them handle the trickle-down training.

Still, it gave him an idea.

While Hong Ling was out making arrangements, he used his communicatorʼs scanner to copy every word of the manual Li Yingying had given him. He blasted a digital copy to all his women, with a special note to his mom: Make sure youʼve got this mastered before I get home.

When the time came, the combination of their emotional fire and the double-cultivation boost would make his momʼs first real time the ultimate experience.

Even though heʼd been in Tianhai, he hadnʼt spent a single day without talking to her.

But talk is cheap; the more they shared their hearts, the more they craved the physical stuff.

Theyʼd even tried ”video sex” to take the edge off, but Su Mengyangʼs slender fingers were no match for her sonʼs massive equipment. It was like trying to scratch an itch through a winter coat—it just made the frustration worse.

After one try, sheʼd shut that down, choosing to wait for him to return to the ”first home” that had once carried him.

Just as he finished the message, his comm chirped.

It was from Zhang Hong. Li Yingying had been picked up by her Master, and heʼd officially taken the reins of the Zhang family.

With the Ancestor backing him and his own solid reputation among the branch families, the transition was smooth sailing.

Attached to the message was a scan of the Zhang familyʼs crown jewel: the Peak-Grade Earth-Tier technique, Heaven-Shaking Palm.

With that, his Tianhai trip was a total sweep. His haul: one Low-Grade Heaven-Tier leg technique, one Peak-Grade Earth-Tier blade style, one Peak-Grade Earth-Tier palm style, control over one of the Four Great Families, one sexy-as-hell lawyer aunt, a pair of innocent twin cousins, and one drop-dead gorgeous Transcendence Realm powerhouse.

However, looking at the Heaven-Shaking Palm heʼd been hyped for, he realized it wasnʼt really his style. The name fit—it was powerful and grand—but it was slow.

Wang Yue didnʼt need more raw power; his ”Category 8 Hurricane” was already compressed down to a 0.05-second charge time with a 256x power multiplier.

That was arguably stronger than some Heaven-Tier stuff. But like he always said: it doesnʼt matter how hard you hit if you canʼt land the punch.

Against weaker opponents, he didnʼt need it; against the big dogs, they were too fast to get hit by a slow wind-up.

He sighed. He needed to shrink that charge time even further, but as his Qi got purer, further compression was becoming a nightmare. Luckily, a massive shortcut was standing right outside his door.

Hong Ling didnʼt waste time. A few minutes later, the first woman arrived.

When Wang Yue saw her, he did a double-take. Heʼd saved a lot of women from those pirates, and while they were all beauties, most of them blurred together.

But he remembered Zhuang Wenxian. She was the very first one whoʼd stood up and said she was staying to fight.

Back then, sheʼd struck him as the classic ”girl next door” type—gentle, soft-spoken, the kind of woman meant for a quiet life.

Seeing her now, that gentleness was still there in her bones, but it was tempered by a new, steely resolve. It was a weird mix of vibes that somehow worked, giving her this unique, ”mama-bear-with-a-mission” charisma.

What shocked him was that she was the first one through the door for this, too.

Usually, a ”traditional” woman like her is all about loyalty and playing it safe. They donʼt like change and they definitely donʼt ”swing.”

And ”boss-babes”?

They usually want to do it all on their own, not lean on a guy. But the blend of those two traits in Zhuang Wenxian was like a 1+1=3 situation. It was magnetic.

”Come on in, have a seat,” Wang Yue said, gesturing to a chair.

He was actually feeling a little awkward. This was the first time he was doing this with someone who wasnʼt already ”in the inner circle.”

The session with the maid-sisters didnʼt count—heʼd been a human vibrator with a blindfold on for that. Facing her now, he felt the tension.

Zhuang Wenxian felt it too. Even though sheʼd been prepped by Hong Ling, reality is a different beast than theory.

She wasnʼt holding onto any guilt over her late husband—the ”old” Zhuang Wenxian died when her family was slaughtered. Now she had two goals: see her daughter grow up safe, and kill every pirate she could find.

Sheʼd realized early on that while hitting small crews was easy, they were dead weight when it came to the big fleets. If it werenʼt for the fifteen hundred ”civilians” holding them back, the four leaders could have done way more damage.

When Lu Bo told her there was a way to become a warrior and get strong fast—provided she gave herself to the Young Master—she didnʼt hesitate.

They all owed Wang Yue their lives anyway. If heʼd just asked for a hookup, half the ship wouldʼve probably said yes out of gratitude. But the way the leaders presented it as a ”plan” felt a bit like joining a cult—which is why only three hundred-odd women signed up.

Zhuang Wenxian didnʼt care if it was a cult. She didnʼt even care about her own body anymore. She only cared about her daughterʼs future and her own revenge.

Thatʼs why she was first in line.