The System Awakens: Rise of the Champion
Chapter 219: 219: Jealous Maria

Chapter 219: Chapter 219: Jealous Maria

After issuing a few more minor commands to his court ministers, the great King gave the five Countesses a small kiss on their lips and patted the heads of the four High Humans.

Then, he left Nightingale, heading toward the Biblical Hell, leaving the women alone in the throne hall.

As soon as Maria confirmed the King had left, her expression changed to one of a cunning old woman.

She looked at the five Countesses.

“You spent two days sleeping to restore your energy. Just how intensely did you guys do it with the King?”

“You have no idea,” Akira replied, grinning.

“The way he lifted and rammed his thing inside me… I can’t wait to experience that again,” she said as her legs quivered at the memory.

The High Humans narrowed their eyes in disgust, watching the way she swayed her hips.

The other Countesses quickly turned their faces away, pretending they didn’t know her.

They knew if they started talking about the devastation their husband had inflicted on them, they’d get horny again and they didn’t want the cunning High Humans to see them like that.

“Aye, don’t look so disgusted. Once you get a taste of his body, trust me, you’ll act exactly like me,” Akira said.

“It’s such a pity that we’re so useless. We couldn’t even go for more than a few hours…” Tiana sighed in frustration and disappointment.

“Aren’t you noble vampires? I heard vampires are naturally horny, like… a race that could do it for days?” Shiru asked in confusion.

“You’re right. We vampires are indeed a highly lustful race. When a vampire couple starts having sex, most won’t stop for several days, sometimes even weeks if they’re particularly frustrated,” Amaya explained.

“The most probable reason we, despite being among the strongest of vampires, couldn’t go more than a few hours is likely that it wasn’t just our bodies that got tired… it was our souls,” Lillian added, rubbing her chin thoughtfully.

“What do you mean by your souls got tired? Do souls even get tired?” Ana asked, confused.

“Yes. Think of it as an extension of your physical body, something you never use. If you overuse it, it starts to wear out. But unlike your body, the soul can’t be rejuvenated by absorbing energy or drinking potions. It takes time,” Lillian explained.

“Your physical body grows stronger the more you train it, but the soul just sits inside you, doing nothing except keeping you alive. That’s why it’s so difficult to strengthen, even for gods.”

“Then how does one increase the strength of their soul?” Yuki asked.

“Fufu, that’s the fun part. The easiest way to strengthen your soul is by having hot, intense, steamy sex,” Tiana replied, holding and shaking her head as she involuntarily imagined what she would do with her husband the next time they had a ‘night battle.’

“Are you for real? How does that even work?” Shirua asked.

The High Humans were young.

Unlike the five Countesses, who had lived for over 9,000 years, they didn’t know much about the supernatural side of the universe, especially not about the concept of souls.

Just then, two figures suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

It was none other than Amelia and Lenora.

“Where is darling? I can’t sense his presence in Nightingale,” Amelia asked as she looked around.

“Darling went to conquer Biblical Hell,” Kathryne said.

“Hmm…” Amelia narrowed her eyes when she heard Tiana refer to him as ‘darling.’

She knew Damian had already accepted them and the six werewolves as fellow wives.

It was refreshing to hear them call him ‘darling’ and ‘husband.’

“I see… It seems darling has decided it’s time to become the Progenitor of Demons. Once he does, he’ll probably head straight to Heaven for the angels… I wonder what the Heavenly Father is planning.”

“Who cares about the Heavenly Father? He should know by now that unless he submits, he’ll be killed,” Amelia said in annoyance.

“I know. It’s just that he’s one of the strongest creation gods around. I thought he might be useful to our husband,” Lenora sighed.

“When our darling becomes a god, we won’t need any gods anyway,” Amelia shrugged, unconcerned.

“Anyway, you were talking about souls?” Lenora asked, glancing at the four High Humans.

“Yeah, they don’t know how the soul gets strengthened through sex,” Akira said.

“Oh? It’s quite simple, actually. Think of a soul like a muscle. To strengthen it, you need to work it, put it under pressure. But unlike muscles, you can’t access your soul directly. However, during sex, your soul naturally engages with your partner’s. That interaction trains the soul,” Lenora explained.

“I understand that, but I just don’t get why souls even engage during sex in the first place?” Ana asked, raising a finger.

“It’s all part of creation,” Lenora began.

Suppose Maria and Damian have a baby through natural means.

That baby would be born with a soul of its own, and its physical body would be created by merging both their essences.

In simple words, the baby would develop its physical traits by combining characteristics from both parents.

The same applies to the baby’s soul, it would be constructed by merging fragments of the father’s and mother’s souls.

When a new being is about to be born, the first thing created is the soul, and then the physical body.

The act of sex is directly tied to the concept of creation.

So whenever sex occurs, even if not with the intent to reproduce, existence itself expects creation to follow.

That’s why, whenever two beings have sex, their souls will naturally engage with one another.

And since souls are sensitive, they easily get exhausted.

But each time they rest and recover, they grow slightly stronger.

“The stronger the soul, the longer one can have sex,” Amelia added.

“Vampires have stronger souls, so they can have sex for weeks without rest and not get exhausted.”

She grinned as she looked at the five Countesses. “Yet you couldn’t do it with our husband for more than a couple of hours, could you?”

“Yeah… It confused me. Even though our husband is stronger than high-level gods, he hasn’t achieved godhood. We should’ve been able to go for days without exhaustion… but we couldn’t. Not even two hours,” Amaya said.

“Come on, do you seriously still think he’s a mortal being after everything you’ve seen him do?” Amelia asked, raising an eyebrow.

“I guess… it’s just too hard to comprehend his existence,” Amaya replied, shaking her head.

“To be honest, we’ve been husband and wives for eons, and we still don’t know what he is. Hell, even he doesn’t know what he is,” Lenora said, sighing.

“It’s still not fair,” Maria muttered with an annoyed expression.

“What is it, Maria?” Lillian asked.

“I met him first… I mean, out of everyone here other than you three, I was the first to meet him. Why didn’t he make a move on me?” Maria asked seriously.

“Well, you girls are still young. Your souls are too weak. If he had sex with you, your souls might not handle the pressure and would burst like a water balloon. He likes you all too much to hurt you like that. That’s why, even though he’s claimed you as his, he hasn’t made any intimate moves yet,” Lenora said gently, rubbing Maria’s shoulder.

“If we hadn’t achieved godhood, we wouldn’t have been able to handle him either. I understand how you feel, but in time, your souls will grow stronger or our husband himself might find a way to speed up your soul growth.”

“Alright…” Maria, Shiru, Ana, and Yuki nodded in unison.

“Good. I guess the werewolves are still asleep from the… battle of sex they had with him?” Lenora asked, smiling.

“You’re happy about all this, aren’t you? You literally groomed those six women for our husband for thousands of years. Your work finally bore fruit, didn’t it?” Amelia asked.

“Can’t help it. My divinity of Family acted so strongly with them, I had to make sure they’d join our family,” Lenora shrugged.

“I wanted to ask, what were you two doing all this time in the Upper Realm? Didn’t you mention the last wave of raiders was dealt with?” Kathryne Dracula asked, crossing her arms.

“Nothing concerning, but still important,” Amelia replied.

“You see, our husband hasn’t unlocked all of his memories. There’s a small, but crucial, part still sealed. To unlock it, he needs to reunite with his family in the Upper Plane.”

“When that happens, we anticipate some kind of phenomenon, maybe even something grand. It could cause panic among the residents up there, so we’re inviting all the major factions to prepare for the reemergence of the Ultimate Being that ever existed.”

“You’re inviting all the factions? Isn’t that dangerous? What if one of them feels threatened and tries to attack him?” Tiana asked with concern.

“Not at all. Don’t forget, our family is one of the strongest factions, and we also have powerful allies. There’s nothing to worry about. Besides, darling is far stronger than you can imagine. Nothing in this universe is a threat to him,” Lenora added.

“We’ve already made all the necessary arrangements for his appearance in the Upper Plane. While he conquers the Lower Plane…” Amelia continued.

“So what now?” Lillian asked.

“Nothing, actually. All preparations are complete. We’re just waiting for darling to finish becoming the Progenitor of the two remaining major races in the Lower Plane, which are Demons and Angels. I wonder what he’s planning to do about the godly factions?” Amelia said.

“Anyway, since we have time, shall we see what Darling is doing in Hell?” Lenora asked, smiling.

“Can you make that happen?” Shiru asked.

“Sure,” Lenora nodded and flicked her finger. In the next second, a large system window appeared.

In that window was a barren, chaotic land, riddled with sharp, dangerous canyons and jagged rock formations.

A sinister-looking river flowed down the barren mountains, radiating a dangerous, almost malevolent presence.

At the center of this land, a single figure suddenly appeared.

A tall man with a pale complexion and dark hair flowing down to his shoulders stood there.

A pair of reddish-brown horns curved backward from his forehead.

As soon as Damian appeared, all the miasma in the surroundings began to converge toward him, as if the world itself acknowledged the emergence of this great High Demon.