The golden portal of the Primordial Flame Realm spat the entire floating citadel out into a new world with a thunderous boom.
Wei Chen stood at the front of the highest balcony, robes open to the wind, golden sun brand blazing on his chest. His seventeen queens stood in a proud semi-circle behind him, each one radiating the full power of the inheritance they had claimed together. The children were safely tucked away in the most protected inner hall, guarded by the main five disciples and layered formations.
The sight before them took even Wei Chen's breath away for a moment.
The Heavenly Dragon Court was not a single palace or city — it was an entire floating continent of impossible scale. Golden mountains rose into the clouds, rivers of liquid starlight flowed between them, and colossal dragon statues the size of small realms stood watch. The central palace complex was built into the largest mountain, its towers spiraling upward like dragon horns, each one pulsing with ancient power that made the air itself feel heavy and alive.
Thousands of dragons — some in human form, some in their majestic true forms — flew through the sky. Their scales shimmered in every color of the rainbow, but the dominant colors were gold and black, the colors of the true Yang and Void Dragon lines.
Celestia, the Princess of the Heavenly Dragon Court, floated gracefully ahead of them, her starlight hair flowing behind her. She turned in the air and smiled at Wei Chen, her galaxy-like eyes sparkling with both welcome and challenge.
"Welcome to the Heavenly Dragon Court, Yang Dragon. You are the first in ten thousand years to claim the Dragon Throne of Origin with a complete pride. The Court is… intrigued."
The citadel slowed and gently docked at a massive golden platform that extended from the central mountain like a landing pier. The moment it touched down, a delegation of powerful figures appeared in flashes of light.
At the front was an elderly but still incredibly powerful man with long white-gold hair and a crown of dragon horns — Emperor Longwei, ruler of the Court. Beside him stood several princes and high nobles, all radiating god-realm auras.
Emperor Longwei's eyes scanned the pride slowly, lingering on each queen with open appraisal, before settling on Wei Chen.
"So you are the one who has shaken the immortal realms," the emperor said, voice deep and resonant. "Seventeen queens. A complete sun. And you bring children into our sacred court. Bold."
Wei Chen stepped forward, his voice calm but carrying absolute confidence. "We come as equals, not subjects. The throne chose us. We are here to hear your terms."
A ripple of surprise and tension went through the court nobles.
One of the princes — a tall, arrogant man with black-gold scales on his cheeks — sneered. "Equals? You bring a harem of conquered women and expect to stand as equals to the Heavenly Dragon Court?"
Before Wei Chen could reply, Tigress Yu stepped forward, her massive frame towering, tail lashing. "Watch your tongue, lizard. These are not conquered women. They are our queens. Speak of them with respect or I will rip it out."
The prince's face twisted in anger, but Emperor Longwei raised a hand to silence him.
"Enough. We did not summon you here to trade insults." The emperor's gaze returned to Wei Chen. "The Court acknowledges your claim to the Dragon Throne. However, the true war against the Void Forces is coming. We need your power. But first, you must prove you are worthy of standing among us."
He snapped his fingers.
A massive arena platform rose from the mountain below — large enough to hold an entire army.
"Tomorrow at dawn, your pride will face the Court's elite champions in the Dragon Ascension Arena. Win, and you will be granted full status and access to the deepest secrets of the Court. Lose… and you will serve as our vassals for the coming war."
Wei Chen's lips curved into a roguish grin.
"Challenge accepted."
That night, the pride was given a magnificent palace complex for their stay — a sprawling estate of golden halls, private hot springs, and beautiful gardens overlooking the court.
The moment the doors closed behind them, the tension of the day melted into something far more intimate.
Wei Chen pulled all seventeen queens into the largest bathing hall. The water was infused with powerful yang nectar, making every touch electric.
He started with Zhao Ling, who still needed reassurance after her ordeal. He lifted her gently onto the edge of the pool and thrust into her slowly, lovingly, kissing away her lingering fears while the other queens watched with soft, supportive eyes.
"You are safe," he whispered between deep strokes. "You are mine. Our child is safe."
Zhao Ling came with soft, emotional cries, her golden essence mixing with the water.
The mood quickly turned hotter.
Su Mei and Valeria teamed up on him — the two fiery queens riding him together in a double mount, one in front and one behind, their competitive energy turning the pool into a storm of moans and splashing water.
Lin Xue and Seraphina created a cool contrast, their combined frost making the steam rise beautifully as they took turns riding him slow and deep.
Tigress Yu claimed him standing against the wall, her powerful body bouncing on him with primal need while the others kissed and touched every inch of them.
The new queens integrated perfectly — Elara using her runes to heighten every sensation, making climaxes last longer and feel stronger.
Climaxes chained for hours.
Moans echoed through the palace as Wei Chen moved between all seventeen queens, filling each with thick ropes of golden seed, painting their beautiful bodies and faces while they squirted wave after wave of sacred essence into the glowing water.
By the time they finally collapsed together in the massive central bed, the pride was glowing with renewed power and unbreakable love.
But as they lay entangled in a warm pile of bodies, a soft knock came at the door.
Celestia entered, wearing a thin white-gold robe that left little to the imagination. Her galaxy eyes scanned the scene of naked, satisfied queens with open appreciation before settling on Wei Chen.
"The Emperor has requested a private audience with you tonight," she said, voice smooth. "Alone."
The queens tensed.
Celestia smiled faintly.
"Or… you may bring one queen of your choice. The Emperor wishes to understand the nature of your complete sun."
Wei Chen looked at his queens, then back at Celestia.
He stood up, still naked and glistening, and pulled Celestia close with one arm while keeping his other hand on Zhao Ling.
"I'll bring all of them," he said with a roguish grin. "The Emperor wants to understand my pride? Then he will meet my pride."
Celestia's eyes widened slightly in surprise, then sparkled with intrigue.
"As you wish… Dragon."
She turned to lead the way, but paused at the door, looking back at the seventeen queens with a new, hungry light in her eyes.
The meeting with the Emperor was about to begin.
And something told Wei Chen that Celestia herself might not remain just an escort for long.
To be Continued
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