Dual Cultivation: Gathering SSS-Rank Wives in the Cultivation World-Chapter 328 - Sabrina is making progress.

Tianlong turned lazily. A young woman, maybe sixteen or seventeen, with the same dark hair as Meilin but cut short and practical, stepped in. Clad in tight, utilitarian clothes, she radiated strength. Her eyes met Tianlong’s with pure contempt.

Julia had been training in the courtyard and heard the commotion. Her mother had ordered her away. But curiosity had won.

Now she understood why.

The scene was obscene.

"Julia," Meilin warned, voice sharp.

"Guests?" Julia’s lip curled as she strode forward. "Guests don’t disrespect our house like—" she gestured sharply at Tianlong and the women trailing him. "—whatever this is supposed to be!"

Meilin seethed inside, wanting to scream. Not now. Not with Sabrina watching. Julia’s outburst was a complication.

But a useful one—let Julia test this man. See how he responded. Measure the threat.

Sabrina moved smoothly between Julia and Tianlong. "Julia. Shut up."

Julia recoiled, stunned. "You—how dare you!" Her voice cracked with fury. "I’m your cousin! You can’t just—"

"I can, and I am." Sabrina’s voice flattened, final. "Sit down. Be quiet. Or leave."

There it was again. Sabrina defending this man. Over family. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Meilin’s mind raced. Had the main clan miscalculated? Was Sabrina smarter than they thought? Or was this man twisting her mind?

Julia’s face shifted colors—white, red, purple. Fists clenched tight. She might have struck him, Tianlong thought.

Then she spotted Kai, still hiding behind Tianlong’s legs.

Her eyes widened. "Wait. Is that...? Kai? Is that you?"

The boy flinched; his cat ears flattened. "Um. Hi, cousin Julia."

"Cousin?" Tianlong raised eyebrows. "This family keeps getting more interesting."

Julia ignored him, focused on Kai. "What are you doing here? Where’s your sister? Yuki?"

Kai stiffened. Whispered, "She... she’s sick. Auntie said she caught a disease and can’t move."

"Auntie?" Julia turned sharply to Meilin. "Mother said Yuki was sick. I wanted to visit, but she said it was too contagious."

"Julia," Meilin cut in coldly. "Enough."

Damn Julia and her bleeding heart—too attached to servant children, treating them like equals. A weakness Meilin had tried to break, but some habits ran deep.

And that weakness now threatened her plans.

But Tianlong leaned forward, elbows on knees, eyes sharpening with an intensity that sucked the air from the room.

Sabrina felt the shift too—the way Tianlong looked at Meilin was not the crude gaze she’d come to expect. This was sharper—like a predator watching a wounded animal.

Against her will, she found herself focused—really focused—on the pulse of his Absolute Domain, the flickers on her aunt’s face, the tightening tension like a storm gathering strength.

Maybe—just maybe—there was more to this perverted bastard than she’d ever believed.

"A disease," he said softly, voice smooth. "How convenient. Tell me, Lady Meilin—what kind of disease leaves someone paralyzed but not dead?"

Meilin’s smile faltered, tightening at the edges. "I’m no healer. I only relay what they tell me."

Her heart raced even as her face stayed calm. How had he—

No one knew about the paralysis. It was supposed to be a secret.

This man. This damned man. He was guessing. But no. He had to know.

"Interesting," Tianlong’s smile turned into a slow, knowing grin. "Because from where I’m sitting, it sounds less like a disease and more like..." He let the silence hang. "...poison."

The word fell heavy and sharp.

Kai gasped. Julia’s eyes went wide. Sabrina’s hand went to the blade at her hip.

Meilin’s poised mask cracked. For a heartbeat, something dark and furious flashed in her eyes before the smile slid back.

How did he know?

Fury rose like wildfire inside Meilin. This man, insignificant and powerless on the surface, was wrecking weeks of plotting with casual ease. The audacity. The sheer nerve.

She wanted to kill him. Then and there.

But she couldn’t. Not with Sabrina watching. Not without blowing her cover.

"Poison?" She laughed, light and cruel. "What madness. Why poison a child?"

"I don’t know," Tianlong said conversationally. "Why poison the sister of a boy who serves someone recently disqualified from an important competition?" His gaze slid to Sabrina. "Someone who, if removed, would leave the family vulnerable, divided, weak."

Sabrina’s blood ran ice cold. The pattern fell into place. The disqualification. Her mother’s summons. Her father and uncle’s mysterious absence. And now Yuki—poisoned.

Not random. Not coincidence. A plan. A trap.

And her aunt was caught in the middle.

Sabrina’s breath hitched. "You think...?"

"I think," Tianlong said, eyes never leaving Meilin, "the main clan’s far too... convenient moves leave little doubt. Disqualifying you. Calling your mother away. Making your father and uncle vanish. It’s like they’re systematically cutting down your branch family, bit by bit."

Meilin forced her breath, thoughts scrambling. Dangerous man. Speculating without proof. Just wild guesses.

But salvageable. She had to survive this.

Her hands clenched white-knuckled in her lap, but her voice remained steady. "You have a vivid imagination, young man."

"Do I?" Tianlong’s Absolute Domain pulsed outward, pressing down on their emotions. He felt Meilin’s anger rise, barely locked behind a civilized face. "Explain then. Why are you—the third strongest here—still standing? Unharmed. Unpoisoned. Untouched?"

The weight crashed down on Meilin like a tidal wave. Her control flickered, then shattered.

"Because I’m careful," she snapped, the sweetness gone. "Unlike my foolish sister, I didn’t rush headfirst into every trap! I stayed here to protect the household while she—"

She froze.

Damn it.

Meilin’s mind screamed. She’d slipped. Shown too much. This man had forced her reveal more than intended.

What kind of power?

Sabrina’s eyes had turned ice-cold. "While she what, Aunt Meilin?"

Silence engulfed the room.

Sabrina’s world wobbled. Her aunt. Her family. Someone she thought trustworthy—and now...

She remembered Tianlong’s earlier words about reading people, understanding motives. She’d dismissed it. But he’d been right. About everything.

That perverted bastard was right.

Julia looked between her mother and Sabrina, fear and confusion battling in her young face. "Mother? What’s going on?"

Her voice small, scared. Gone was her bold front. Now she was just a girl, watching the woman who raised her become an enemy.

Kai started crying softly, trembling. "Sister Yuki... really poisoned? But Auntie said—"

Meilin rose, reclaiming composure like armor sliding back. "Ridiculous accusations. I won’t stand here and be insulted by some man who knows nothing of our family’s troubles." She looked at Sabrina, wounded dignity clouding her face. "Your mother trusted me to manage things. I’ve served loyally."

Even caught, Meilin sought an escape—deny, twist, destabilize. Men were unstable, prone to wild theories. She’d use that—to make Sabrina doubt herself, this stranger she’d brought home.

"Then you won’t mind telling me where my father and uncle are," Sabrina said, deadly calm. "Right now."

Meilin’s jaw clenched so hard Tianlong could hear it across the room. "I told you. The main clan has spies. I can’t risk—"

"Bullshit."

The word cut through like a whip.

Then Akane: "Bullshit."

Sylvia: "Bullshit."

Xiang flatly: "Bullshit."

And finally, Tianlong, lounging back with that infuriating grin seeing how his cum had synced all his wives: "Bullshit."

The room stilled, all eyes wide at the perfect chorus.

Sabrina’s lips twitched twice.

"Yeah," she said, tiger ears flattening. "Bullshit."

A warmth flickered in Sabrina’s chest—solidarity. These women had her back without hesitation. And Tianlong had masterminded this entire confrontation with ruthless efficiency.

She still thought he was a perverted asshole. But maybe he was a useful one.

’Heh? But I didn’t gave you creampie yet though...’ Tianlong’s mind reeled as he saw even Sabrina with his wives and him.

’Good progress.’