The Harem System Belongs to the Villain-Chapter 29: The Degenerate Fatty and the Comatose Beauty

Deep within the seedy, highly degenerate lower districts of the Barony, the morning sun was just beginning to rise.

However, inside the supreme VIP suite of the Spring Blossom Brothel, the nocturnal degeneracy was still going incredibly strong!

The incredibly fat, greasy son of the venomous stepmother Matriarch was currently throwing a massive, highly expensive drinking party.

He was a literal walking mountain of sweaty fat, but his status as the Velvetthunder Family’s golden boy meant he was completely surrounded by half-naked jade beauties.

He slammed his cup of premium spiritual wine onto the low wooden table. His multiple chins violently jiggled as he let out a loud, obnoxious laugh.

"Ha ha ha! I absolutely cannot wait for next week! I am going to completely bully that useless, stuttering cripple right into the dirt!"

Fatty declared with extreme arrogance.

"Once the official transfer ceremony is complete, this entire Barony and the supreme family company will be officially mine! I will finally put that stupid cripple exactly where he belongs. Six feet deep in the Yellow Springs!"

His table of sycophantic buddies instantly burst into uproarious, bootlicking laughter.

They were shamelessly drinking premium wine first thing in the morning exactly like useless young masters.

One of his most loyal lackeys, a scrawny cultivator named Alex, leaned forward with a highly perverted, scheming grin.

"You are absolutely right, Young Master! That cripple is basically already a dead ghost!"

Alex rubbed his greasy hands together.

"But... what about his milky, whore-looking biological mother? If you are sending the cripple to the Yellow Springs, are you going to send that cursed woman away too? If so, please do not waste such a supreme female vessel! Give her to your most loyal friend! I would gladly dual-cultivate with her ruined body until she perishes!"

Fatty immediately stopped laughing. He aggressively slapped Alex right across the back of the head.

"Absolutely never in a million mortal lifetimes!"

Fatty roared, his small, pig-like eyes flashing with intense, unfiltered lust.

"Have you blind fools ever actually seen her physical vessel?! She is the absolute perfect, most heaven-defying milf in the entire mortal realm!"

Fatty greedily grabbed a peeled spirit grape from a jade beauty’s cleavage and popped it into his mouth.

"Even though she has been trapped in a deep, cursed coma for years, her voluptuous curves have not diminished a single bit!"

Fatty practically drooled onto his silk robes.

"Her massive, snowy jade melons are completely defying all known laws of gravity! Her waist is incredibly snatched, and her bubble peach could start a massive sect war! Just looking at her sleeping body gives me an insane, rock-hard boner that simply will not go away for three whole days!"

He gestured wildly toward his own crotch, completely devoid of any human shame.

"If she was not the former Baroness, I would have absolutely devoured her sleeping pussy years ago! I would completely fill her comatose womb with my supreme Yang essence until she woke up begging for more!"

Alex nodded vigorously, completely ignoring the painful slap to his head.

"Then why do you not simply take her, Young Master? You practically own the entire castle!"

Fatty’s fat face instantly scrunched up in profound annoyance. He angrily downed another cup of spiritual wine.

"Because of that completely useless, decaying old fossil, Elder Hall!"

Fatty complained bitterly.

"That stupid head butler is absolutely always there! He guards her medical pavilion exactly like a rabid spiritual dog! My mother ruthlessly lashes his back, yet he still refuses to leave his post! I literally cannot do anything other than stand in the doorway and get a massive boner just by staring at her milky cleavage!"

The fat young master let out a heavy, incredibly frustrated sigh. He grabbed a nearby brothel worker and roughly squeezed her buttocks, taking out his intense Yin frustration on the poor girl.

"Just wait until next week!"

Fatty promised with a highly villainous, degenerate smirk.

He chugged the rest of his premium spiritual wine directly from the jade jug. The purple liquid spilled shamelessly down his multiple chins.

"After next week, I will ruthlessly fire every single loyal servant in that castle! I will finally have my absolute way with that sleeping bitch!"

Fatty roared with extreme, perverted excitement.

"I am going to relocate that perfect, comatose milf directly into my private bedchambers for some intensive, highly experimental dual-cultivation therapy!"

"I can do absolutely anything I desire to her physical vessel! She might not feel a single thing in her coma, but her barren womb will definitely feel the heaven-shaking might of my ten inches!"

The entire table of sycophantic buddies instantly fell completely silent. They stared at the fat young master in pure, unadulterated awe.

"T-ten inches?!" Alex gasped loudly, dropping his wine cup onto the floorboards. "Young Master, is that the absolute truth of the heavens?!"

A single, cold drop of mortal sweat suddenly rolled down the back of Fatty’s thick neck. He violently panicked in his spiritual sea.

His actual mortal root was absolutely nothing but a microscopic, shriveled spirit mushroom completely buried under three feet of sweaty lard!

It was not even two inches on a highly energetic day! 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

He absolutely did not let his inner panic show on his greasy face. He forcefully puffed out his massive, jiggly chest and slapped his belly proudly.

"It is the absolute, undeniable truth! My weapon is a literal subterranean dragon!" Fatty proclaimed with zero human shame.

He quickly needed to change the subject before these fools asked for physical proof.

"But there is one massive, highly annoying problem blocking my path to ultimate pleasure."

Fatty gritted his teeth in profound annoyance.

"That problem is my stupid, violent Aunt Valentina! She constantly protects that crippled trash! She kicks my supreme bum every single time she sees me! I desperately need something to get rid of her permanently. Or even better... I need a profound method to get her pinned completely under my massive weight! He he he."

Alex, the scrawny lackey, suddenly let out a highly wicked, scheming chuckle. He leaned incredibly close to the fat young master.

"Young Master, there is actually something highly specific you can use. The black market recently acquired a batch of forbidden, heaven-defying Yin Scorching Potion! It is incredibly potent! A single tiny drop will make even the purest, most untouched goddess drip with unquenchable, mind-melting lust!"

Fatty turned his massive head so fast his neck fat audibly slapped his jaw. His tiny, pig-like eyes sparkled with extreme, unfiltered degeneracy.

"Is that the absolute truth?! Then tell me this, Alex. Would this supreme potion work on a young, feisty bitch too?"

"Who exactly are you thinking of, Young Master?" Alex asked with a confused expression.

"I am talking about my stupid aunt’s arrogant daughter!"

Fatty slammed his fist on the table, making the jade cups bounce.

"She is incredibly hot and possesses a supreme jade body! But she constantly pisses me off! She bullies me and treats me like a lowly street pig!"

Alex wanted to saw that’s because you are a lowly street pig but he didn’t say anything since he wanted his head and sticking with fat piggy was beneficial for him.

So he smirked with the absolute wickedness of a demonic villain.

"Do not worry for a single second, Young Master. With a single drop of this forbidden potion in her morning tea, that arrogant young bitch will be crawling on her knees and shamelessly begging for your ten inches!"

Fatty’s eyes widened with pure, unadulterated joy. He threw his massive head back and burst into thunderous, highly obnoxious laughter.

The rest of his lackeys immediately joined in, filling the brothel suite with the sounds of absolute, irredeemable villainy.