"Ah, Mirin, what's on your face?" Yaohu asked, nudging Jin'er at the same time.
Surprised, Mirin touched her face in confusion. "What. what's on my face?"
Mirin did not stay and immediately walked towards the bedroom mirror. As she did, though, she forgot to keep check of Yaohu and her sister. While she was searching for something on her face, someone had gotten behind her.
She froze as Yaohu easily wrapped his hand around her.
Mirin growled. "Jin'er, whose side are you on?!"
Yaohu inserted a hand into her panties, making her eyes widen. He kissed her neck, smiling as he inerted another Bloodline Cube into the sacred flower of the woman.
She, surprised by his spiralling Yang Energy, became silent.
From the side, Jin'er examined her with interest. "Look, whatever you put into us really feels weird at the start. And she is also full of your aura now."
Yaohu also examined it in curiosity. He was not good at seeing or experiencing aura—he just felt a weird sensation around Mirin that strangely seemed comforting. She seemed like an extension oh his own soul.
[The Dual Yin Wolf Seal is resonating with the Bloodline Cubes connecting your three souls]
[The Dual Yin Wolf Seal is fusing with the bloodline connection]
[Mutation is happening]
[Fusion of this sorts is a highly painful process, Host, but it is also very beneficial. Good luck to you and your two new wives.]
[Your physical Bloodline Mutation has begun]
What?
Suddenly, Yaohu felt a piercing pain in his chest.
He took a step back.
Mirin and Mijin, who also felt a slight tingling sensation across their body, took a step back as well. But then, they noticed Yaohu falling on his knees while breathing heavily.
They wanted to know what was happening, but before they could—
Their own bodies began to warp.
Their skin split.
Their flesh wriggled.
Their bones had microfractures appear throughout their body.
Pain exploded.
Even Yaohu, who prided in his willpower and pain tolerance, couldn't last five seconds before his eyes split and he fell unconscious.
Nothing to say less about his two new wives.
—
Wolves were the weak ones.
Dragons soared among the clouds, wielding divine powers.
Phoenixes died in flames only to rise again, reborn.
Cheetahs blurred across the land with unmatched speed.
Foxes outwitted kings and gods alike with their cunning.
Lions ruled with roar and claw, proud and unstoppable.
But wolves?
What were wolves, but shadows howling at the moon—neither fastest, nor strongest, nor smartest. Just... together.
They were a pack worshipping the moon by night and hunting for more by the light.
But they had one trait that put them apart.
They were greedy for more.
They were loyal to their pack.
They might not soar like the dragons, but they worshipped something even bigger than the dragon. The moon.
Because, while being small, they were greedy for the bigger, brighter things.
They might not raise anew like Phoenixes, but they would easily die trying to get more than their station.
They were fearless hunters.
As his mutant bloodline rushed through Yaohu's heart, his psyche was filled with images of a wolf howling at the moon.
But, his own existing Bloodline resisted the mutation.
He had the Yin Yang Demon Bloodline. And what was Yin and Yang?
It was the one between night and day.
It was the sun and moon.
It was a bloodline beyond the Dragons and Phoenixes.
But of course—his own bloodline was impure and weak. Thus, it could not compare to the real Yin Yang Holy Bloodlines.
But, even this weak version was enough to resist the mutation that was currently going on within him.
Yes, the fusion of the Bloodline Cube and his Bond with the sisters were causing unbelievable changes in his body. And this was just the start.
Subconsciously, he moved and held the hand of the twins and they held it back. As they all held each others hands, their blood started to flow differently.
His blood moved through their bodies, their blood moved through his.
And as that happened, the resistance from the Yin Yang Bloodline began to weaken.
The wolf bloodline rushing through his heart began to grow stronger.
And this continued….
Until the wolf ate the moon.
Until the Yin Yang Bloodline was suddenly completely devoured by the Yin Wolf Bloodline.
That made both Bloodlines suddenly fuse.
The red blood of the three involved began to shift in color.
It became a mix of silver, gold, and black.
Then, it became a deep—-DEEP—crimson.
Dark.
Bloody.
The broken bones mended.
The cracked skins healed.
Yaohu's hair grew wildly, transforming in color as it did.
The girls were the same.
After a few hours of this continuing—the transformation finally came to an end.
They had gone through a living mutation.
Yaohu's crimson eyes snapped open to look at the mirror.
A man with brilliant white hair stared back at him, the mark of a blood-moon sitting right between his forehead. His teeth were pristine white, his pupils crimson. And his skin was as white as dove, his brows like katanas.
He was, undoubtedly, handsome and unique.
Throughout his naked physique, artillery like muscles rippled.
He was strong as well.
[You have unlocked the Mutant Bloodline: Black Moon Wolf.]
The wolf that swallows the moon and makes the night black.
He then looked at the two ladies.
They were both still holding his arms tightly, and they had also transformed tremendously.
They opened their eyes, both looking at him with lingering pain between their expressions. The transformation had been painful, after all.
Meanwhile, Yaohu just looked at them with surprise.
Their eyes had both changed to be the same type as him—crimson pupils, sharp gaze. And their faces were also different, much different from earlier. Now, they had a half-blood-moon mark on their forehead, giving them a demonic allure.
If they were incredibly beautiful women earlier, they were now divine beauties who could easily send nations to war.
And they were very attractive to Yaohu.
Even Yaohu was stunned.
Wow, they are hot.
Unbeknownst to him, the same thought went through the heads of the ladies when they stared at him, as well.