Chapter 99 Interlude꞉ Preparing for the Evil Dragon Bloodline to Enter Its Third Generation! ⁕
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
In the Sealing Seat, the whole family buzzed with preparations for the birth, right as the Evil Dragon Bloodline’s prosperity and breeding loomed so close.
With four pregnant wives—Yaten, Sakuya, Uigetsu, and Void Dragon—the huge household meant the Underground Temple’s population would double soon. Preparing for the new lives took a mountain of work. They had to rework the divine binding ropes that once sealed the Evil Dragon into the Nawaumitsuna—Binding Ropes of Birth—to support labor pains. Sakuya and Uigetsu, now pregnant wives, threw themselves into braiding the last two ropes together.
”God, this thing’s insanely tough! How the hell did Mom rip it apart with just her labor pains back then?”
”If it’s for birthing the Evil Dragon’s blood heir… it’ll mean pain beyond imagination… absolute hell…!”
A rope that could hold down the world-destroying Evil Dragon was a nightmare for his two daughters, who carried his blood, to braid. They stretched the two divine binding ropes taut like a tug-of-war, twisting them into one thick cord, but as a sacred relic of the Shiryuin Clan, it fought back hard—nothing came easy.
The more they squeezed and wove, the fiercer the resistance grew. Even with their inhuman strength from the Evil Dragon’s lineage, they struggled to braid it. If they slacked for even a second, the ropes started unraveling. They couldn’t ease up, locked in a brutal struggle with the divine artifact. The god-binding rope seemed to hate becoming a birth tool, screeching in agony as they forced it tight.
”Kinda feels like it’s hating every second… almost makes me pity the damn thing!”
”Artifact or not, a rope’s got no business resisting like this… Settle down and become the foundation for the Evil Dragon Bloodline’s glory!”
Seeing the god-binding rope’s dignity shattered was painful. Even as a tool, it felt wrong.
Uigetsu frowned sympathetically, while Sakuya ignored the rope’s squeals. Like taming wild stallions, the two daughters wove it to the breaking point, then lashed the finished cord between two stone pillars.
”Finally… done. I never thought it’d start fighting back like it had a mind of its own halfway through.”
”But now it’s ours. Time to make it rethink its purpose—as the rope that carries Father’s blood forward.”
Strung between the pillars like a defeated beast, the new binding rope thrashed desperately. It became the Nawaumitsuna, the Binding Rope of Birth, for the Evil Dragon Bloodline’s rise. Woven by inhuman strength, it became an unbreakable line, radiating a tough, majestic solidity worthy of a divine relic.
”Kinda got this gloomy vibe hanging in the air… But to spin the Evil Dragon’s blood, we need your power, relics—can’t do it without you.”
The god-binding ropes existed to seal and chain their target. Reworked into the Nawaumitsuna, they couldn’t fulfill their true mission. A wave of bitter resignation pulsed from them.
As their owner, I sensed the artifact’s accusing thoughts. Once braided and hung, it had no choice but to accept. Reacting to my words, it shivered faintly in agreement. The rope that once bound higher gods now pledged itself to the Evil Dragon Bloodline’s prosperity and breeding.
”Weren’t they this pissy when we were born?”
”Yaten’s labor had it properly bound back then. Wrapping it around arms to restrain is one thing, but just clutching it like a lifeline? That scratches a god-relic’s pride raw.”
”What a pain-in-the-ass kink… Strength-wise, braiding two into a grip-rope cuts the snap risk way down.”
”It’d rather die fulfilling its role. ‘Bind if you must, even if it rips me’—that’s the martyr spirit, right down to its core.”
Bundled tight, the god-binding rope stood ready as the Nawaumitsuna, tough enough to withstand labor.
Pulled and woven by the daughters’ monstrous strength, it gleamed unbreakable. When Uigetsu tested her grip, it held firm. As a divine hemp relic pulsing with godly essence, it could handle the Evil Dragon’s harem’s breeding boom.
”For the Evil Dragon Bloodline’s four-way simultaneous birth, the rope’s solid—but can the pillars take it?”
”That’s handled. Yaten and Void Dragon are channeling spiritual power into them right now.”
Sakuya’s gaze fell on Yaten and Void Dragon, each pouring spiritual energy into a pillar. They reinforced them to withstand the world-ender Evil Dragon’s birth, and though the sacred spirit stones soaked up thick miasma corruption as the price, they stood unshakeable, radiating raw power.
The miasma threatened every approaching life, but with only the Evil Dragon Bloodline in the Sealing Seat, it didn’t matter. As head of the Shiryuin Clan, my body shrugged off miasma and poison. Even if it spewed city-swallowing curses, I didn’t care.
Preparations fell into steady rhythm now. I could already feel the thrill building—what kind of kids would the Evil Dragon harem’s third generation turn out to be?
”Father, the unborn child’s craving you—ahh… nngh…!”
”Sis, no fair! My baby’s dying to feel Papa too—ahhh… oohhh~~!!”
I pulled Sakuya and Uigetsu close, pressing their swollen bellies together while kissing them deeply. Holding their waists, I savored how my kiss melted their faces into bliss. With every press, I taught the unborn children about their father. For children carrying the Evil Dragon’s blood, a father’s touch was like a brutal drug. Mothers and babies crumbled from the slightest caress.
Worship and loyalty burned in their eyes. Their faces shifted from father-daughter bonds to raw, sensual hunger, flushed and gleaming. They ground their bodies against me, vying for Father’s love. Their pregnant bellies screamed their surrender. Feverish, they pressed the Evil Dragon’s horns into me, begging.
”Please, lavish tons of love on the unborn kids. Show them the joy of falling as Papa’s Daughters—the thrill of offering body, heart, and soul in total devotion to Father.”
”I wanna teach my baby the spirit of serving Papa too. As Father’s exclusive maids, future kids need loads of training to become his devoted servants.”
Caught in their mothers’ feverish heat, the unborn children thrashed with desperate submission through the womb walls. They pressed so hard it felt like they’d rip the membrane, pecking loyal kisses like vassals swearing fealty.
Proof of the Evil Dragon’s blood, these kids burned with the Papa Daughter spirit, crowning Father as god. Their lineage pulsed with a savage desire for exclusivity—they’d never let their mate slip away. Sakuya, Uigetsu, and their unborn children had fallen completely as Papa Daughters. They’d never let Father pull away.
”I’ll serve for eternity… as a pillar of Father’s bloodline prosperity—”
”I’ll spend my life as Father’s exclusive maid—bound to you forever.”
The two mother-daughter pairs shoved their subservience in Father’s face, crowning him supreme. The kingdom’s most stunning princesses laid bare their sensual collapse for one man. Even the unborn children, future beauties, trembled in surrender.
It was the sign: the Evil Dragon Bloodline’s family tree blooming wild and proud, with one male at the peak, everything else thriving under him.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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