(AKJ) Chapter 81 - Adeliya's breakthrough and battle plan

Molvograd, Molkovia, Earth.

Demian's P.O.V.

Once outside the room, his gaze fell on the two women waiting there. With a grin, he joked. “I almost thought you two got lost on the way.” Bryn rolled her eyes at his comment while Seraphine shot back with some teasing words. “I knew that you liked holding Mom in your arms, so I didn’t want to ruin your fun.” Her quip made him speechless, and with Bryn listening on the side, he could not help but feel a bit self-conscious about how truthful her statement was. After all, Adeliya’s soft and curvy body was indeed a delight to hold. Naturally, the fact that he was now determined to make the middle-aged redhead into his wife did increase the awkwardness. To be clear, he was truly determined to succeed. However, he still experienced some self-induced doubts and fear, particularly when it came to other people‘s judgment. To be more specific, it was mostly Brynhild’s and Adeliya’s judgments.

‘And I’m also supposed to do the same with Bryn... Good luck to me!’ He thought wryly while noticing the bothered look on the tall redhead’s face. A brief moment later, however, her expression turned back to normal, easing his doubts slightly, especially when he noticed her gaze turning thoughtful as she looked toward the door leading to the Cultivation Room. Nonetheless, he decided to avoid prying into her thoughts or he may end up getting the opposite result he was looking for. As his Intuition never let him down, he would not ignore it this time.

While waiting for Adeliya to finish, the three started chatting about the battle that would happen very soon. “It should only take a few days for Danilov to stabilize his Cultivation Base before attacking us. Unless, he wants to wait more, but I don’t see why he’d do that. Because he’s in the Foundation Building Stage, he’d surely think that no one here can face him.” Brynhild stated, prompting Demian to nod thoughtfully before remarking. “I agree.” Pausing for a second, he added. “There’s also something else I wanted to mention.” Seeing the two women’s attention directed at him he continued. “I know we’ve been trying to be stealthy about it, but besides Sera, I’m pretty sure that most people in the Estate know that Bryn and I have reached the High Chi Gathering Rank. Even if they don’t know how strong we are, or the fact that we condensed a Special Physique.”

Cocking her brow, Seraphine interjected. “You’re saying that Danilov might know about our strength. A part of it at least.” Shaking his head, the young man corrected. “It’s not ‘might’, it’s a certainty. Unless the man is a complete moron, he’d have people infiltrate the Estate especially since he can use the bunch of Cultivation Resources he apparently has access to. I’ve even got some ideas about who some of those traitors could be.” Indeed, despite having most of his focus on training and cultivating the past month, he still took some time to know a few people around the place. Due to that, through both his Soul Sense and strong Intuition, he spotted some people with strange behaviors. Of course, it did not make them automatically guilty, but that definitely made them highly suspicious.

To his statement, Bryn stated dismissively. “So what if he knows about the fact that we reached the High Chi Gathering Rank? At most, he’ll attack us earlier so that we won’t have the time to grow further.” Her argument was completely sound. After all, the man definitely had no idea about both his Perks and the sisters’ and his true strength. And yet, his guts were warning him that something unexpected might happen when Danilov showed up, something that could threaten their lives. Nonetheless, despite wracking his brain, he could not think of what that something could be. At least, nothing that had a high chance of happening.

After a few seconds of pondering, he simply decided to let it go. ‘I’ll just be more careful. From the feeling I get, death is only a probability and not a certainty, which means that the danger can be dealt with by our current power.’ The frown that previously marred his face disappeared with this new realization before he turned toward the two women who were still looking at him in silence. Feeling a bit apologetic, he exclaimed. “Sorry about that. I just had a passing thought that bothered me for a moment.” Tilting her head, Seraphine then said matter-of-factly. “It’s your Intuition again.”

Nodding his head, he replied. “Yeah. I can sense that the battle won’t be as smooth as we’re expecting. But as long as we’re careful, we should be able to deal with it.” Besides Seraphine who trusted his words completely, even Bryn who had some doubts about his ‘sixth sense’ a month prior turned serious when she heard his warning. Indeed, her Bloodline Memories told her that although a Cultivator’s Intuition may not always be entirely accurate, listening to it could save your life from what would otherwise be certain death. After learning that fact, Demian felt a lot more confident about following those ‘gut feelings’ he sometimes experienced. Not only he but even Brynhild and Adeliya now trusted his warnings completely, even if he could not give any ‘tangible’ proof.

Noticing the worry spreading on the two women’s faces, he suggested. “Worrying will lead us nowhere. The only practical thing we can do is to be strategic about it.” Focusing his gaze on Seraphine, he instructed. “Love, I’ll give you three tasks if you’re fine with it.” Seeing her nodding, he continued. “First, you’ll guard your Mother. Since she doesn’t have my Perk or Sis’ power, she’d be too vulnerable if she had to face someone at the Mid Chi Gathering. Second, since your Soul Sense is much better than either of us, you’ll be our eyes on the battlefield. Try to find out if anyone is hiding with long-range weapons. Although we might be fine, the other Cultivators in the Estate are too weak against those high-powered firearms. The last task is to eliminate any hostiles on your way while staying as low-key as possible.”

The purple-haired woman agreed instantly to his instructions, prompting him to turn toward Bryn. “As for you Sis, you’ll act as the distraction by going wild against any enemy Cultivator around. That way Danilov’s attention will be on you and I’ll be able to ambush him from the side or behind. With both of our strengths, we should be able to get rid of him quickly by using the element of surprise.” Pausing for a second, he stated. “As for me, I’ll only use the strength of the Peak Seventh Level to deal with the attackers. That way I won’t attract too much attention.” As something came to his mind, he added while looking at Seraphine’s beautiful face. “Love, you and I will each carry a High-Powered Rifle with us. Once you find anyone hiding far away, we’ll deal with them using those firearms.”

After taking a deep breath, he summed up his plan. “In other words, Bryn, you’re our close-range fighter, I’ll focus on the mid-range, and Sera you’re the long-range/ambush fighter. Of course, if you girls have any better plan or idea, do share it. It’s possible that I’ve missed something.” The other two shook their head, with the tall redhead commenting. “Your plan sounds good to me. I guess the only thing you didn’t mention is what we should do if we’re on the losing end of the fight.” Letting out a sigh, he replied wryly. “It’s not that I didn’t think about it, it’s just that I can’t come up with anything satisfying...”

After shrugging her shoulders, Seraphine interjected. “Since the best plans are the simplest ones, why don’t we do this: In case we can’t hold on, I’ll grab Mom and use my Intrinsic Power to hide us while we run away. As for the two of you, Babe you can use our Bond to follow me and Sis you can just follow him. What do the two of you think?” Scratching his chin to ponder on her words, he then said resignedly. “I guess it’s the best we can do.” Nodding her head, Bryn added. “In any case, if we face something or someone so strong that we can’t run away, then whatever plan we have won’t mean anything.”

After the three agreed on their fighting plan, the bedroom turned silent. Since he had nothing to do but wait, Demian used his Soul Sense to perceive the changes happening inside the Cultivation Room from time to time. Almost an hour passed like that before he noted the wild fluctuations happening to Adeliya’s body stopping. Instead, her previously unstable Cultivation Base started to grow as a small whirlpool of Spiritual Energy suddenly appeared around her body. While that Energy disappeared inside her, her physical appearance started to change along with her power. That particular part of the breakthrough process lasted around an hour and seemed to be extremely painful. It was very similar to what happened during his and Bryn’s breakthrough to the Chi gathering Rank.

Nonetheless, the older woman was anything but weak-willed, evidenced by the scarce grunts escaping her lips from time to time instead of any outright screaming. Of course, Demian could guess the degree of excruciating pain she was experiencing from her taut muscles. The latter was so tensed that he almost thought that they would rip themselves from her frame. Recalling his own experience, he suddenly felt worried for her, despite knowing that she had to go through that phase of having her body rebuild itself. ‘She’ll be fine, right? I mean it’s a normal process, isn’t it?’ He thought hesitantly as she seemed to take more time than him or Bryn to finish her transformation. ‘Could it be because she’s older?’ He pondered with concerns, forgetting that he had his Perk to help him tide through the process, while Bryn’s accumulations were so great that she condensed her Special Physique in one go once she reached the Chi Gathering Rank.

‘If she had access to my Perk, I wouldn’t be worried like this... Damn it!’ He felt slightly guilty for resenting the woman for something like that, but he could not help feeling anxious over the scene he was looking at. Thankfully, at one point, the Aura coming from her crossed some kind of threshold and she started emitting Chi Gathering fluctuations. Letting out a breath of relief, he thought. ‘She should be fine now.’ Indeed, even if she received some muscle injuries, with her new Cultivator Physique, she would heal quickly.

Despite the process of ‘evolution’ still happening, Demian immediately noticed the tension leaving her body, probably due to the inhuman pain she was previously experiencing disappearing. His guess was pretty much confirmed when he noted the lack of any more groans coming from her. Since it was only a matter of time before she was done with her breakthrough, he retrieved his Soul Sense and looked briefly toward the other two women. Just like him, the two had a relieved look on their faces, proving that they were as worried as he was previously. Looking at each other, they simultaneously broke into some light chuckles.

After a few moments, when they all regained their calm, Demian exclaimed. “Since Liya is fine, we might as well cultivate while waiting for her.” The other two agreed and followed his lead when he sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes, and started circulating his Cultivation Technique. Naturally, he did keep a small part of his Soul Sense outside to check for any danger or what would be the point of him guarding Adeliya? Noticing Bryn’s own Soul Sense scanning the place, he knew she had the same idea. As for Seraphine, no one could sense anything from her, although he was pretty sure that she also had her own Soul Sense deployed.

Two hours later, he sensed the Spiritual Energy calming down and the wild fluctuations coming from the room behind them disappearing. He thus stopped circulating his Technique before opening his eyes and jumping on his feet. While habitually stretching his body, he glanced toward the two sisters who were also on their feet before turning his body to face the door leading to the Cultivation Room and waiting for Adeliya to exit the room. A few seconds later, he heard the older woman’s now younger-sounding voice. “Guys? I’ve got a problem.”

Her words made him frown slightly and he thus instinctively used his Soul Sense to scan the Cultivation Room to find out what the ‘problem’ was. As his perception took in the view behind the door, his mind froze for a while. Only when he heard Bryn’s forceful cough and noticed her narrowing eyes directed at him did he awkwardly retrieve his Soul Sense and exclaimed immediately while evading their eyes. “I didn’t see anything.” Unlike Bryn who muttered ‘Pervert!’ under her breath, Seraphine broke into a fit of giggles before she asked him rhetorically. “Mom’s body is something else, isn’t it? But you’ll have to control yourself not to jump on her, Babe.”

Rolling his eyes, he then looked at her and claimed matter-of-factly. “Come on! I’m not an animal.” The reason for his embarrassed reaction was that similarly to the rest of them, Adeliya grew in size with her breakthrough, reaching a height of around 2 meters. Of course, her height was not the only one that received an upgrade, something he was deeply aware of since every single detail of her evolved body was visible to his Soul Sense. The reason behind her sudden nakedness was that her clothes gave up their resistance during her physical ‘expansion’, ending up as mere scraps on the ground.

Naturally, that left the woman completely nude and in full view of his Soul Sense which was the reason for Bryn’s irritation and Sera’s teasing words. As he tried his best to push the image of the older woman’s extremely arousing body out of his mind, her voice reached their ears once more. “Could you guys get out of the room? I need to get a shower and get myself some new clothes. Mine are... Well, let’s just say that I can’t wear them anymore.” Her statement instantly destroyed all of his previous efforts to stop any lewd thoughts from appearing in his mind. ‘Fuck! I guess I just have to resign myself. I’m a pervert.’ He inwardly concluded as he recalled the older woman’s new looks while leaving the bedroom with the two girls.

Similarly to her physical height, her crimson hair experienced great growth, not only in length as they now easily reached her voluptuous buttocks, but also in thickness. Each strand of her hair gained a certain density without removing the overall silky looks they had previously, even enhancing it somehow. As for her face, the few wrinkles still present on her face previously completely disappeared, while her facial traits became more harmonious. If he had to be honest, she was still slightly behind Seraphine in terms of overall beauty, but that was probably because the latter had access to his Perk.

When it came to her curves, however, she had both of her daughters beat. At least when it came to volume. She had a pair of heavy-looking breasts adorned with somewhat bigger areolas and delicious-looking pink nipples while her soft but voluminous behind seemed almost unreal. Interestingly, Her smooth white skin and mellow physique gave the impression that she would melt if one were to hold her too tightly. Naturally, the powerful strength she exuded made it clear that all of that was simply an illusion. From what he could tell, she was definitely strong enough to punch through a normal metal plate without breaking a sweat, let alone ‘resisting’ a tight hug. As he was discreetly relishing the memory, a random thought suddenly surfaced in his mind. ‘It’s funny how different the mother and her two daughters are. Bryn’s physique fits the curvy and muscular barbarian archetype, Liya is the sensual and thick succubus, while Sera is the slender elf with great curves... This is...’ He was not sure how to feel about that realization, however, he had no time to think too much about it since Bryn quickly came back from her bedroom with a set of her own clothes.

After giving it to Adeliya through the barely opened door, the three waited for a few minutes before the older woman exited the room squeaky clean and fully clothed. What made his lips twitch was the fact that Bryn’s shirt could barely contain her mother’s magnificent bust. Nonetheless, he chose to appreciate that in silence and instead exclaimed with a big smile. “Congrats on your breakthrough, Liya! You’re finally in the Chi Gathering Rank!” The two sisters quickly echoed his words, bringing a pure smile of happiness to the redhead’s face. Demian even spotted a few unshed tears briefly appearing in her eyes.

A warm feeling surged in his heart at the view, prompting him to suggest. “Why don’t we get something to drink to celebrate?” The sisters agreed instantly while Adeliya softly replied while gazing intently at his face. “Sounds great.”