Chapter 251: Magical Girl Serafall Leviathan Attacks!

Chapter 251: Magical Girl Serafall Leviathan Attacks!

The luxury SEG tour bus rolled smoothly down the asphalt of Highway 7, heading eastbound as the afternoon sun hit the large windows around 1 PM. I relaxed into the plush leather cushions of the couch, wrestling with a sudden influx of both incredibly good and remarkably terrible news.

Ana Zi was practically glued to my chest, her body still trembling slightly with an overly love-struck energy that made her look absolutely radiant. She had only just permitted me to leave the compact bus bathroom after a furious, passionate session where I completely wrecked her senses right there on the open road. The sheer shock of realizing that the legendary Yellow Emperor wanted her as his personal woman had finally faded, replaced by a terrifyingly intense wave of absolute devotion.

Her emerald eyes locked onto mine as her slender finger gently hooked under my chin, tilting my face upward so she could look directly into my soul. The raw vulnerability dancing in her gaze showed that her heart was completely tangled up in a chaotic mess, far more moved by how boldly I had claimed Luna in front of the world this morning than by my secret identity.

"Rick, I want another child with you after all of this is over," she whispered, her voice thick with genuine emotion while her thumb stroked my jawline. "Luna needs a little sister or brother, so please tell me I can have one."

Lucy Shen lounged on the opposite couch, kicking her legs out comfortably while a wicked, teasing grin stretched across her lips. She adjusted her posture with a sharp flick of her wrist, her eyes gleaming with absolute mischief as she watched us.

"Hey, I want another child too, so you better wait in line, Ana, fufu," Lucy giggled, her shoulders shaking as she threw a playful wink across the aisle.

I looked around the interior of the vehicle at the small army of deadly, beautiful women currently wearing elaborate disguises just to travel with me. My gaze lingered on Mei Xia holding the heavy steering wheel, Mercy Mu sitting tall with poised elegance, Hinata Kyusho adjusting her makeup kit, and Lan Chow wearing a ridiculously heavy chest-padding setup to impersonate Kate Tang.

"After everything is settled, I will give all of you as many kids as you can handle while I build and run my business empire," I announced, letting a confident laugh rumble through my chest as I reached out to lace my fingers through Ana's. "As for you, my beautiful little actress, how about we start by getting you to marry me first?"

Hinata paused her brush movements, Mei glanced back through the rearview mirror with a sharp smirk, and Lan adjusted her fake chest while they all locked their eyes onto me with immense interest. Mercy Mu tilted her head, her strict professionalism melting into pure curiosity at my sudden proposal.

Ana wrapped her arms around my bicep with a sudden, desperate tightness, her chest pressing heavily against my side as her emerald eyes widened. "Really? But I have been a hidden mistress for such a long time, and what about Kate? But of course, I want to marry you, more than anything."

I flashed a dark, deeply wicked grin to the entire cabin, enjoying the sudden rush of heat filling the small space. "My hearing is just as powerful as the physical strength I used to lift that heavy couch and make you beg for mercy back in that tiny bathroom."

A sudden wave of intense awkwardness washed over both Ana and Mercy at the exact same second, causing their cheeks to flush a deep crimson. During the height of her intense climax, Ana had repeatedly screamed out Mercy's literal name while begging for relief, which had prompted a deeply concerned Mercy Mu to open the unlocked bathroom door to check on her, creating an absolutely hilarious memory for me.

"So my darling actress, I clearly overheard you two girls whispering about getting along and wanting to torment me together for fun," I continued, leaning down to press my lips against Ana's forehead while her pulse raced against my skin. "Clearly you and Kate are fantastic frenemies, not to mention both Lilith and Luna play together perfectly, so yes, I am going to give you the proper home you deserve."

My declaration was instantly cut short as Ana lunged upward, sealing her lips against mine in a wild, superheated round of deep kissing that left me completely breathless. Her fingers tangled into my hair, her soft groans echoing through the bus as she poured every ounce of her actress passion into the embrace.

Mercy Mu cleared her throat softly to break the heavy tension, her fingers smoothing down her professional attire as she looked toward us with a fiercely loyal expression. "Master, the Mu family will definitely need a spare child to act as a proper sibling to our son, Lee Mu."

I finally managed to wrench my lips free from the absolute nymphomaniac clinging to my neck, drawing in a sharp breath of air as I nodded firmly toward Mercy. "I mean every word of it, because I will give all of my wives and lovers absolutely everything they desire, though my schedule is going to be exceptionally busy, so you will have to forgive me."

Lan Chow broke out into a hearty, booming laugh from the back of the bus, waving her hand dismissively as she adjusted the heavy straps of her disguise. "Thankfully, there is at least one sane woman left among this crazy group, because little Zoe and Han are more than enough for me, especially since my mountain temple home is not nearly big enough for any more, haha."

She was clearly in a spectacular mood, her eyes crinkling with dark anticipation as she thought about the upcoming violence. Like me, she was actively looking forward to the moment when hundreds of our Gun-Fu Advanced and Master level monks would unleash absolute hell, bringing bloody death to the Lee Traditionalist's soldiers stationed out in Central.

A sharp electronic chime echoed through the quiet cabin as Lucy's laptop issued a loud alert, prompting her to instantly click through her security interface with a dark, knowing smile.

"I have some good news and some bad news, my love," Lucy purred, turning her body slightly to present the glowing screen toward me. "What do you want to hear first?"

My gorgeous Yandere was acting like a total little imp, and I knew for a fact that no matter which option I picked, her chaotic mind would just spin the information to tell me whatever she wanted anyway.

"Lucy dear, just say whatever is on your mind," I replied, resting my chin on top of Ana's head as I watched her fingers fly across the keyboard.

She smirked instantly, letting out a soft hum that proved she loved how perfectly I understood her inner workings. "Adam and Raymond officially gave the order to completely blow up the mansion home, which means all of the precious little nicknacks I spent years collecting are completely gone, sigh."

Mei didn't even look back from the driver's seat, keeping her eyes glued to the open highway as she yelled over her shoulder with a mocking snort. "Oh please, all you actually lost in that explosion were those cheap Big Burger kids meal plastic toys, geez!"

Lucy immediately twisted her features into a comically tragic, fake crying expression, sniffling loudly as she used her master-class acting skills to play the victim. "But Rick bought those specific toys for me and Val, so they were priceless!"

I rolled my eyes at her dramatic display, knowing she would drag this out forever if I didn't push her forward. "Okay, you dramatic woman, what is the actual good news then?"

She smiled brightly, the fake sadness vanishing instantly as she used an elegant finger to push up the frames of her red, non-prescription glasses. "Luke just transmitted the surveillance video and fully confirmed that he successfully killed Raymond and his entire tactical crew. Here is the live footage of their squad entering the structure, and let me turn up the audio because I absolutely love the background songs playing!"

She spun the heavy laptop around so the screen faced the couch, causing everyone in the vehicle to lean forward with highly amused expressions as the playback began.

The entire comical death trap I had carefully engineered had gone off without a single major hitch, completely obliterating the enemy forces, though Luke's forced acting skills were painfully terrible to watch. The absolute final segment of the video recording was a chaotic mix of hilarious, pathetic, and deeply disgusting imagery.

Hinata shook her head slightly, her dark hair swaying as she looked up at me without showing even a hint of worry regarding my personal feelings.

"Sensei, your pranks are always funny, but why did you not consider that the heavy dome structure would be far too heavy for Luke and Melody to escape in time? You are supposed to be so smart, and yet you completely trapped your own men inside your joke."

I rubbed the back of my head with a sheepish, embarrassed chuckle, feeling the sudden warmth of a blush hitting my neck. "Cough! Hey, I had absolutely no way of knowing that Luke needed to pee so badly right then, and it wasn't like I had the luxury of time to field-test the falling cone of silence, haha."

I shifted my weight on the couch, pulling Ana a bit closer to minimize the awkwardness. "Besides, we have to completely rip up and change all of the custom carpet in that wing anyway, so him taking a leak right at the edge of the dome barrier is perfectly fine. Once we thoroughly kill the Lee family, I am going to hand the entire Fire Birds property over to Tina so she can completely remodel the entire estate from scratch."

Hinata leaned closer, her eyes searching mine with a sudden, serious weight that contrasted with her previous playful tone. "Sensei, are you absolutely sure that after you officially step down as the active leader, I am supposed to leave your side too? Won't you deeply miss having me and Ryu walking beside you every single day?"

I knew exactly what Hinata was trying to do, since it was a direct collective request from her mother, her father, and herself for her to return and officially lead the Kyusho Yakuza syndicate back in the Japan Empire. I reached out to gently tap her nose, letting my voice soften. "Not having my Precious and our little dragon by my side every single day is going to hurt like hell, so you don't have to leave if you don't want to."

She instantly pouted, her lips twisting into a frustrated line because I hadn't simply told her to go ahead with the leadership plan exactly as we had previously agreed behind closed doors.

"Hey, but it would ultimately hurt me a lot more if the Kyusho clan began to decline right after finally winning their ancestral home back," I backtracked quickly, offering her a reassuring smile. "Plus, Ryu needs to be properly groomed to become the next official head when he is old enough, and finally, I absolutely need a solid excuse to make frequent business trips over to Japan to visit my second home there. With the future total fall of the Emperor and his foolish son, the Kyusho clan can easily scoop up the imperial throne with my backing."

A heavy sigh escaped my lips as I realized the absurd reality of my own future biography. When I eventually published the official life story of the 74th Yellow Emperor, I would have to write down that I didn't just marry the gorgeous Empress of the China Empire, but I also had to marry the brand-new Empress of the Japan Empire, my Precious Empress sitting right here.

Hinata stood up from her seat, sliding across the aisle to claim the empty space on my other side opposite of Ana. She let out a contented sigh as she leaned her beautiful head heavily against my shoulder, closing her eyes to catch a quick nap while the bus rolled on.

Lucy suddenly snapped her fingers, turning her electronic tablet toward me once more to display a grainy, real-time body camera feed that was actively streaming data. "Rick, it is finally starting! The active battle with the Sea, Snow, and Forest Temple has commenced, and I have already authorized the remaining six military drones to drop the MOABs right now."

I let out another long sigh, watching the pure, unadulterated excitement dancing in Lucy's eyes as she prepared to show off her devastating Bomb-Fu skills to the world. I locked my eyes onto the glowing monitor to watch the live show unfold, knowing full well that my absolute favorite character had just arrived on the battlefield.

The perspective shifts drastically to the exact same continuous highway stretch, but instead of the western Azure State territory, the incoming violence is brewing heavily on the eastern White State border side.

Traffic had ground to an absolute crawl, forcing another luxury travel tour bus sent directly by the Lee Traditionalist faction to slow to a complete halt.

This specific vehicle had been chartered to transport the elite martial masters of the Forest Temple to serve as high-tier additional security for Adam's upcoming birthday Awakening ceremony.

The bus driver nervously glanced into his large rearview mirror, his eyes filled with a thick mixture of reverence and absolute terror as he looked at the row of rugged, imposing passengers. Every single one of them was clad in old-school white Taoist robes, the fabric meticulously embroidered with intricate patterns of a dense bamboo forest along the heavy hems and cuffs.

"There is major road construction ahead, and the workers are only letting a few civilian cars pass through the checkpoint at a time, so I am incredibly sorry for the delay, holy masters," the driver stammered, his hands sweating against the steering wheel.

The monastery monks all shifted in their seats, their sharp eyes peering through the front windshield to inspect the massive bottleneck forming on the asphalt ahead.

An elderly man sitting in the very front passenger seat slowly opened his wise, piercing eyes, the gaze carrying the terrifying weight of an ancient Grandmaster. He slowly reached up with a gnarled hand, gently rubbing his thick, black Fu Manchu mustache and long beard as a cold expression settled over his weathered features.

"It is a trap!" the old grandmaster stated, his voice incredibly calm yet carrying a chilling resonance that echoed through the entire frame of the bus. "It seems the arrogant new Sea Temple Master wants to officially say hello to us, so everyone get off the vehicle and let us go greet our old friends properly."

While the ancient, powerful members of the Forest Temple began filing off the steps of the bus to prepare for war, Logan was standing a short distance away on the dirt roadside. He was heavily disguised in a bright neon construction worker's outfit, casually popping the tab on a cold can of beer and taking a slow, deep swig.

His dark, calculating eyes drifted downward to look at the incredibly short woman standing right at his flank, his brow furrowing as he took in her appearance.

"Did Rick seriously make you wear that absolutely ridiculous outfit?" Logan asked, his tone deadpan as he watched the traffic jam. "That guy always manages to pull off the absolute strangest gimmicks."

Standing next to Logan on the dusty side of the highway, holding a recording smartphone tightly in her hand, was a woman dressed in a wildly elaborate, frilled gothic-lolita dress of dark crimson and black. The striking outfit was completed by matching thigh-high stockings and sharp, spiked heels that dug slightly into the gravel. Her long black hair was tied up into high twin tails accented by small, purple bat wings, perfectly framing a youthful face adorned with dark-rimmed glasses. In her other hand, she casually wielded a gilded magical staff topped with a demonic, bat-winged crest.

Ling Ling pushed up her cosmetic glasses with a slender finger, sticking her tongue out at Logan with a playful pout.

"He didn't make me dress like this, but I do it because it makes my Yellow Emperor's heart race, fufu," she giggled, her grey-blue eyes sparkling behind the lenses. "It is a special character only he and I know about, and when I finally see him again, I am absolutely going to make him fall for me all over again while I wear it, hehe!"

Logan Chen, the powerful Master of the Sea Temple and one of Rick's few genuine male friends, took a slow, deliberate step away from the obviously eccentric woman his friend had sent him as support. He stared at her for a long moment, completely speechless as he processed her unfiltered declaration.

Ling giggled loudly, sliding the smartphone she had just used to send a frantic selfie straight into a hidden pocket of her crimson dress. She casually spun the heavy gilded staff through the air, twirling her body around in a flawless, animated magical girl pose before pointing the demonic crest directly at the oncoming old masters from the Forest Temple.

"Sona-chan doesn't know that her dear onee-chan is admired as a Magical Girl!" she announced at the top of her lungs, projecting her voice like the star of a late-night children's anime show. "Since with this glittering stick, I erase both angels and fallen angels!"

The dozen approaching masters and their ancient grandmaster all instantly froze dead in their tracks, staring at her with complete bewilderment.

Logan and his own elite masters from the Sea Temple, along with a half-dozen masters walking over from the neighboring Snow Temple, completely froze at Ling Ling's bizarre little theatrical play. Oblivious to the absolute silence, she finished her choreographed movement by flashing a cheerful V-sign directly over her right eye.

Logan let out a heavy, stressed sigh, lifting his can of beer to take a massive, desperate gulp to calm his nerves. He tossed the empty aluminum can into the roadside weeds, staggering forward a few paces as the alcohol hit his system.

"Hey, old bird, hold off the small fry while my guys and I handle their grandmaster, hic!" Logan barked, gesturing toward the older woman leading the Snow Temple detachment.

Before Logan could even register what was happening, the entire vanguard from the Snow Temple completely ignored his command, walking straight past the Sea Temple fighters to approach the Forest Temple group. The Snow Temple Sect Master offered a polite, formal bow to the opposing leader, her expression entirely neutral.

"Our deepest apologies, Grandmaster Foo, but our Snow Temple was heavily forced by the group from Fairy Mountain to come out here and stop you," the old woman explained, her tone dripping with casual betrayal. "However, we will gladly just step back and let the Sea and Forest Temples fairly fight this out, if that is alright with you?"

Grandmaster Foo nodded slowly, a small smirk playing on his lips as his gnarled hand gently rubbed his long, black beard. "That would indeed be for the best, old Sect Master Betty."

Just as the two factions finalized their slick boardroom deal to completely betray the Sea Temple, a sharp, melodic giggle echoed across the open highway. The magical girl cosplay nut held up a high-tech tablet, turning the screen outward to display a perfectly synchronized split-screen video feed.

"My amazing husband is just so incredibly smart, because he knew exactly that the Snow Temple would betray him today," Ling Ling cheered, her voice full of pride as she tapped the glass panel. "So, he went ahead and sent both of your precious groups a wonderful going-away gift, look at this!"

Every single martial master from both the Snow and Forest Temples simultaneously gasped, the color instantly draining from their faces as they stared at the real-time broadcast. On the screen, a total of three massive MOABs were shown falling directly from the sky onto each of their respective ancestral headquarters, completely decimating both Hidden Temples in a series of blinding, catastrophic explosions.

Ling Ling—or rather, the self-proclaimed Serafall Leviathan—let out a delighted laugh at their horrified expressions, resting her gilded staff against her shoulder.

"In my Underworld, we call this specific technique Bomb Magic, fufu!" she cheered.