Chapter 137: Rampage

Zhang Wen had gone berserk!

After sensing the violent energy of the Thunder God Omega, the Chunshui Jue, which had been peacefully circulating in Zhang Wen’s body all along, suddenly erupted. If the previous Chunshui Jue was like a gentle stream, now it was like a raging river, surging with countless towering waves, rampaging wildly through Zhang Wen’s body.

He barely managed to wait until Baton Ping left, before his desire erupted uncontrollably. Even though he had just been intimate with three beautiful women the previous night, he could not resist the intense, heart-deep craving that now consumed him—a desire so powerful it could burn away everything.

What was happening? Could it be that he was experiencing a spiritual backlash?

Zhang Wen felt utterly shocked. The Chunshui Jue was a cultivation technique he had learned in his previous life. From experience, he knew that any cultivation method carried the risk of spiritual backlash. However, since the Chunshui Jue had always operated steadily and blended well with his battle energy, Zhang Wen had nearly forgotten about this danger.

But today, it had finally erupted!

Violent energy surged from his dantian through his limbs and meridians, causing his blood vessels to swell and his eyes to turn blood-red. He radiated a scorching heat.

“What’s wrong with you?” Carrie rushed anxiously to his side, tightly gripping his arm. The young beauty stared at his face—now colored with rage—and her heart leapt into her throat. She had known Zhang Wen for a long time, but had never seen him like this before. She couldn’t help but feel terrified.

Eniel was equally worried. For Zhang Wen, she had given him everything, and he was also the hope for the revival of the Kentucky clan. He absolutely could not be harmed.

The two beauties called out to him in their own anxious ways, but the closer they got, the more unbearable it became for Zhang Wen. His mind was filled with the urge to throw them both onto the bed and relieve his raging desire. But how could he say that out loud?

Smelling Carrie’s delicate fragrance and feeling Eniel’s warm, floral scent beside him, a rush of blood surged to his head. Zhang Wen suddenly spread his arms wide, and amidst the startled cries of Carrie and Eniel, pulled both women onto the large bed.

The room had been thrown into chaos by the wild battle energy earlier, but this large bed remained untouched.

After all, he had already been intimate with three women the day before—what was one more time? The last bit of rationality in Zhang Wen’s mind gradually gave way under the onslaught of his overwhelming desire.

He pulled the petite Carrie tightly into his arms and fiercely, aggressively kissed her slender neck.

“Ahh! You… don’t…,” the girl murmured shyly, pushing him away slightly, her cheeks flushed red. But the skin his lips touched felt incredibly sensitive, sending waves of electric pleasure through her, causing her eyes to turn hazy and her body to tremble slightly.

Zhang Wen did not stop. His large hands moved up to Carrie’s full, firm breasts, squeezing and kneading them with force.

“Ahh! No… mmm…,” Carrie whimpered in panic. Even though she had already experienced the transformation from innocence to womanhood the day before, this time was different. Under Zhang Wen’s powerful advances, she felt helpless and shy. Her slender waist twisted involuntarily, her long, beautiful legs unconsciously flexing and extending, her delicate toes curling tightly from nervous tension.

“You’re such a bad man…” Her protest was swallowed as Zhang Wen’s lips forcefully covered hers. He kissed her as though savoring a precious treasure, rubbing passionately against her, his tongue slipping into her mouth, teasing and entwining with her icy tongue, producing soft, wet sounds.

Carrie, who had only just lost her innocence the day before, was no match for Zhang Wen. Soon, she surrendered completely. Her eyes were dazed, her face flushed, and her every glance overflowed with desire. Soft, enticing moans escaped her throat.

The room grew hot, filled with a seductive, intoxicating scent.

The masculine aura radiating from Zhang Wen and the alluring fragrance of the excited young girl heightened the atmosphere to its peak.

Eniel, also lying on the bed, was stunned by the scene. How… how could it be so wild and shameful, yet she couldn’t help but want to keep watching.

A flush rose on Eniel’s pale, oval face like the glow of wine. She gently bit her damp lower lip, propped herself up on one arm, and gazed dreamily at Zhang Wen, who was aggressively taking over Carrie, her eyes filled with a hazy, mesmerized light.

“Mmm… hmm…,” the young girl let out soft, plaintive moans, neither pain nor pleasure clearly distinguishable.

Zhang Wen’s hot, dominant kisses moved from her snowy neck down to her delicate collarbone. His left hand slid down from her smooth waist to her firm, round buttocks, squeezing and kneading rhythmically. His kisses continued downward, landing on the soft valley between her snowy, tender breasts.

This was Carrie’s most sensitive spot. Wave after wave of electric pleasure surged through her. She let out a cry, her waist arching upward sharply. Her previously curled toes slowly unfurled, revealing their pretty pink color. Her body convulsed rhythmically, and she had already reached her peak.

Zhang Wen gently stroked her now-flushed chest and face before suddenly pulling Eniel down beside him and rolling over to pin her mature, beautiful body beneath his.

“You big pervert! It’s still daytime… oh!” Before Eniel could finish speaking, Zhang Wen had already bitten her most sensitive earlobe. His moist, passionate tongue carefully licked and kissed, sweeping across her pure white ear, each movement striking the most sensitive strings of Eniel’s soul.

The pleasure pierced her very soul! Her very spirit trembled with ecstasy!

“Ugh! You’re always teasing me!!”

Eniel murmured in protest, but her snow-white arms unconsciously wrapped around Zhang Wen’s neck, pulling him tightly against her. Her thighs pressed tightly against his hot lower abdomen, rubbing and entwining with his. Her nose flared involuntarily, letting out soft, breathy moans. Even though the three of them had shared a bed the night before, she had never been this wild or unrestrained!

The seductive sounds she made startled even herself. But soon, she melted once more under Zhang Wen’s passionate, dominant advances, forgetting everything.

Eniel, revered as the wisest among the Kentucky clan, had never felt so shy before. She tightly covered her face with both hands, unable to look at Zhang Wen. She felt as though her body was a small boat, and his embrace was the harbor that embraced everything.

In this warm embrace, she rose and fell with the violent waves, wave after wave, climbing higher and higher toward the peak of desire—the peak of pleasure!

What embarrassed Eniel the most was that she, who had always been so conservative, was now positioned like a submissive dog, her ripe, peach-like bottom facing Zhang Wen. Her hands were propped on the bed, her full, tender breasts mercilessly ravaged by his large hands. She barely managed to bite her lip to suppress the urge to whimper and cry out.

So exciting!

Her body felt like it was melting away! So beautiful…

By the end, Eniel couldn’t even remember how many times she had climaxed. Her entire body was limp, utterly drained of strength, even her little finger too lazy to move.

But Zhang Wen’s desire had clearly not been fully satisfied. He placed her and the young beauty Carrie together on the bed and launched a new round of passionate assault.

The women’s cries of ecstasy, Zhang Wen’s low panting, and the wild, passionate emotions formed a lewd symphony, echoing and reverberating in the small room.

“Who’s in there?” Suddenly, the door was pushed open from outside. Lailiya, dressed in a maid outfit, stood at the doorway cautiously peering in. She had come looking for Zhang Wen, but she had never expected to see such a shocking scene.

Two women and one man on the bed… What was this situation?!

Lailiya was stunned! She had never considered Zhang Wen to be a lustful man. Otherwise, there had been plenty of opportunities for him to take her, including herself.

As Lailiya stood in shock, Zhang Wen suddenly turned his head and looked at her. His eyes seemed to burn with endless desire, red and filled with aggressive intensity, causing Lailiya’s body to tremble.

Before she could react, Zhang Wen’s right hand shot out, and silver-white battle energy shot forth in five strands, suddenly wrapping around Lailiya’s body and pulling her onto the bed. At the same time, an invisible telekinetic force pushed the door shut with a loud “thud.”

Lailiya was greatly alarmed and tried to resist, but Zhang Wen had already grabbed her hands and pinned her beneath him.

“Give it to me…” His hot breath brushed against Lailiya’s cheek, making the chaste female officer’s heart race. She had always known that working with Zhang Wen was playing with fire, and that one day she might end up beneath him. But she had never expected that day to come so soon.

Before Lailiya could resist, Zhang Wen’s large hand cupped her chin, and his lips covered hers in a deep, passionate kiss. In an instant, Lailiya’s mind went blank, her chest rising and falling rapidly, as if her very soul had been sucked into his.

Their tongues entwined and twisted within the beauty’s sweet mouth, producing wet, squelching sounds. Waves of electrifying pleasure surged through Lailiya’s last remaining sliver of rationality, gradually breaking down her mental defenses.

When she finally managed to regain a little awareness, Zhang Wen had already lifted his upper body, and a long, lewd strand of saliva stretched between their lips.

“Ah!” Despite Lailiya’s strong will, she couldn’t help but feel deeply embarrassed at the sight. But what came next was even more humiliating. Zhang Wen’s large hand reached from below and pulled her maid dress down to her thighs. A mischievous hand, still covered in silk, rubbed firmly against her tender inner thigh.

His touch seemed magical—wherever he touched, waves of electric pleasure surged through her. Lailiya clenched her teeth, trying to resist the sensation, but her waist involuntarily twisted, as if welcoming his touch.

“Mmmp… bastard! You… you dare do this… I’ll kill you…” she panted, trying hard to glare at him with wide eyes. But all she saw in Zhang Wen’s eyes was a deep, consuming desire—an urge to devour her completely.

The mischievous hand continued to explore the proud girl’s body.

The unique orchid-like fragrance of Lailiya’s body, now intensified by her rising body temperature, released a sweet, intoxicating aroma. It was the scent of passion between man and woman.

“Ahh… not there… no…” Lailiya’s last bit of pride struggled on, but it soon completely collapsed as Zhang Wen invaded her.

“Bastard… mmm…”

Her athletic legs were spread wide, and the man pressed intimately against her.

In that instant, Lailiya felt all hope slip away. She had sought freedom, only to leap from one pit into another. The next second, an unprecedented climax brought a deadly pleasure that completely consumed her.

Like an addictive opiate, it drove her wild with ecstasy!

She had fallen for him completely.

…

Evening light filtered through the window cracks, casting thin red beams onto the bed.

By this dim light, Zhang Wen could see the naked bodies of the three beauties lying beside him. He scratched his head and smirked slightly, unsure of what to say.

He had actually been taken over by his own raging desire! Well, not exactly taken over—he hadn’t really resisted it either. He had simply given in to the impulse.

With beautiful women in front of him, and women who were already his lovers, was there really any need for restraint?

Looking at the three sleeping beauties, Zhang Wen thought quietly. Carrie and Eniel were fine—they had already established their relationship. But what about Lailiya, the unexpected one? She had a strong personality.

He hadn’t yet figured out how to handle the situation, so he simply shook his head and decided to leave it for now. He would talk to Lailiya when she woke up.

Looking at the three beauties on the bed, Zhang Wen smiled slightly. Seeing his women in this state of post-passion slumber was quite a pleasing sight.

Carrie slept like a child, her clothes completely stripped off during Zhang Wen’s frenzy. Now curled up like a little lamb, she looked especially adorable.

Eniel, like a big sister, had her long legs and arms wrapped protectively around Carrie. Finally, at the foot of the bed lay Lailiya, alone. Zhang Wen had been at the peak of his desire when he was with her, and her maid dress had been torn to shreds. Large patches of her snowy skin were exposed—her beautiful legs, her ripped black stockings. This half-hidden beauty only made her more seductive.

Looking at the three beauties, all marked by his touch—red finger marks and kiss marks clearly visible—Zhang Wen gently rubbed his face, pulled the blanket over their bodies, and walked out, closing the door behind him.

As soon as he stepped into the corridor, he saw Baton Ping leaning against the wall not far away, his silver hair and baby face giving him a casual, amused look. “Finished?”

Zhang Wen didn’t feel the least bit embarrassed, simply smirking slightly. “Waiting for me?” He paused, then asked, “Are you here to take care of Temiso’s daughter?”

“Ah, that’s not in my service package,” Baton Ping shrugged. “I’m just here to deliver a message—half an hour from now, the Thunder God Omega will exile Rofrey.”

“Hmm? Thanks.” Zhang Wen frowned slightly. This was indeed a tricky situation. He would have to go to Omega to get her back. But even if he had a deal with the Thunder God, would Omega, with his pride and arrogance, actually hand Rofrey over to him?

The answer was a definite no.

But regardless of how slim the chances of success were, he had to try. After all, Rofrey was also his woman. Letting Omega exile her to an unknown star system was no different than killing her outright.

“Watch over them for me. I’ll be back soon.” Zhang Wen nodded to Baton Ping and strode directly toward the high-class cabin of the Thunder God Omega.

Baton Ping stood with his arms crossed, watching Zhang Wen disappear down the corridor, his eyes flickering slightly. In a voice only he could hear, he murmured, “Strange… why do I feel his power has increased again? Could it be that doing *that* with women actually boosts one’s strength?” He looked thoughtfully at the tightly closed door of Zhang Wen’s room.