The Strongest Student of the Weakest Academy

Chapter 591: Arcadia, The First Planet In All Creation (LXVIII)

The Creator Woman’s smile remained soft and knowing as she looked at him. Without a word, she raised her delicate hand and snapped her fingers.

A faint silhouette appeared a short distance away... a tall and familiar figure standing in the middle of the cosmic chamber.

The outline was soft and glowing, but Aestrea recognized it instantly.

He stood up almost immediately, ignoring the sharp pain from his wound as his heart beat faster.

He could recognize that silhouette from miles away.

That was definitely Luna.

The Creator Woman watched his reaction with a wry smile.

"She’s been waiting for you... along with your reward for defeating me..." she said softly.

"After exactly... one week, I’ll come to you again. For the final fight between us two..."

She dissipated into black wisps, vanishing from his gaze as gracefully as she had appeared.

The cosmic chamber around Aestrea shifted once more. The floating chessboard disappeared, and in its place, something new materialized.

A giant red bed appeared in the center of the space, covered by elegant red Chinese-style wedding shutters.

The shutters were made of fine red silk embroidered with golden phoenix and dragon motifs, symbolizing eternal love and harmony.

Delicate tassels and small golden bells hung from the edges, jingling softly in the cosmic breeze.

The fabric was layered with intricate patterns of peonies, lotuses, and mandarin ducks, which were all traditional symbols of marriage, fertility, and lasting happiness in Chinese culture.

Red lanterns floated gently around the bed, casting a warm, romantic glow that mixed with the starlight of the surrounding galaxies.

The entire setup was breathtakingly beautiful, a perfect blend of ancient tradition and cosmic wonder.

Aestrea slowly walked toward it.

The wound on his stomach still throbbed, but he barely noticed the pain now. His focus was entirely on the bed and the silhouette behind the red shutters.

He reached out and gently passed the red shutters to the side.

The fabric parted smoothly, revealing the giant red bed filled with Chinese wedding decorations.

The bed itself was enormous, covered in layers of luxurious red silk sheets embroidered with golden dragons and phoenixes intertwined in a dance of eternal union.

Scattered across the bed were fresh red peony petals, symbolizing love and prosperity.

Small golden trays held traditional wedding sweets and fruits such as dates, peanuts, longans, and lotus seeds, all arranged in patterns that spelled out blessings for a happy marriage.

Red candles burned softly at the corners, their flames steady despite the cosmic winds.

Hanging above the bed were strings of red lanterns and golden tassels, creating a warm, intimate canopy.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, waiting quietly, was none other than Luna.

She wore a traditional red Chinese wedding dress, a stunning qipao made of the finest silk, rich crimson in color, embroidered with golden phoenixes and dragons intertwined in eternal harmony.

The dress hugged her body with exquisite precision, the high collar accentuating her elegant neck while the form-fitting bodice accentuated her massive breasts, the fabric stretching taut over her curves and creating deep, inviting cleavage.

Delicate golden embroidery of peonies and lotuses trailed down the sides, symbols of prosperity, beauty, and passionate love.

The dress had a high slit on one side, revealing the smooth, pale skin of her long, slender legs, which were crossed modestly yet seductively, the fabric parting just enough to tease the eye.

A matching red veil covered her face, translucent enough to hint at her features but adding an air of mystery and bridal purity.

The veil was adorned with small golden tassels and tiny pearls that caught the light like stars.

Her hair flowed in waves of white that gleamed as though woven from starlight, each strand glowing faintly like it carried the reflection of the night sky.

It cascaded down her back and over her shoulders, some strands slipping free from the elegant updo adorned with red and gold hairpins shaped like blooming lotuses.

Her eyes, vast and endless, were the color of the ocean under moonlight, deep blue yet glimmering with faint silver tides.

At the center of each iris rested a black crescent moon, reminiscent of his own.

Even through the veil, her gaze locked onto him with multiple complex emotions: love, longing, and a hunger that had built over decades of separation.

Aestrea’s breath caught in his throat as he took in the sight of her.

It had been decades since they last met, and the years had only made her more beautiful, more divine.

The red wedding dress clung to her voluptuous figure like a second skin, emphasizing every curve, her massive breasts straining against the silk, her slim waist flaring into wide, fertile hips, and her long legs.

The dress was both elegant and erotic, the high slits revealing smooth thighs, the tight fit leaving nothing to the imagination about the perfection of her body.

She stood up slowly, the red silk whispering against her skin as she moved toward him.

The veil swayed gently, and through it, he could see the soft, longing smile on her lips. Her lips were the color of frozen seas, a soft yet striking blue that seemed unreal, almost poisonous in their allure.

Her brows arched like ice phoenix wings, thin and proud, sweeping upward with a grace that framed her gaze in chilling fire.

Her lashes, pale blue and long, cast shadows over her skin like falling frost.

If Aestrea hadn’t seen the Creator Woman, Luna would without a doubt be the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in all of his reincarnations.

Luna stopped just in front of him, close enough that he could feel the warmth of her body and the faint, sweet scent of moonlight and night-blooming flowers that always surrounded her.

Aestrea reached out with gentle hands, his fingers brushing against the delicate red veil that covered her face.

The fabric was soft and warm from her body heat. He slowly lifted it upward, revealing her features fully for the first time in decades.

The moment the veil was gone, Luna really couldn’t hold herself anymore.

Her right eye changed to an almost dull, black color, a sign of her overwhelming desire taking over. She suddenly grabbed Aestrea’s wrist with surprising strength and tossed him onto the giant red bed.

He landed on his back among the soft silk sheets and scattered peony petals.

Before he could even react, Luna was on top of him, straddling his waist and clinging to him as she would never let go again.

She brushed her long white hair back with one hand, tossing it lightly over her shoulder as she looked down at him with narrowed, hungry eyes.

"Haagh~..."

A sound that almost sounded like a moan escaped her lips.

"My lovely Luntheris... my honey... my Aestrea..." she called out with narrowed eyes, reaching out to her mouth with her thumb and gently brushing her lower lip.

Her voice was thick with decades of pent-up longing and desire.

She leaned down slowly, her massive breasts pressing heavily against his chest through the thin red silk of her wedding dress.

The golden phoenix and dragon embroidery on the dress brushed against his skin as she moved, the fabric sliding sensually over her curves.

Luna’s dull black eye and her deep blue one with the silver crescent moon stared down at him with lust.

She bit her lower lip again, her breath coming in short, excited gasps.

"Ughnn... Darling..."

She ground her hips slowly against him, her core pressing down on his growing hardness through the layers of red silk.

The dress rode up slightly on her thighs, revealing more of her smooth, pale skin as she moved.

Aestrea’s hands moved to her waist, gripping the soft fabric of her wedding dress as he looked up at her.

The red lanterns around the bed cast a warm, romantic glow over them, making her white hair and blue eyes glow ethereally.

Luna leaned down and kissed him deeply, her full lips pressing against his with desperate hunger.

Her tongue pushed into his mouth immediately, tangling with his in a wet, passionate kiss.

"Chuup!♡ Mpphm~, slruchp!~"

"Ahhn~"

She moaned into the kiss, her breasts squishing harder against his chest as she rocked her hips more insistently.

The red silk of her dress slid against his clothes, the high slits parting further to reveal her long legs as she straddled him.

When she finally pulled back, a thin string of saliva connected their lips for a moment before breaking. Her face was flushed, her lips swollen and glistening as she looked down at him with hazy eyes.

"I’m going to make up for every single day we were apart..." she whispered, her voice hoarse with clear desire.

"Every night... every touch... I’m going to claim you again and again until you can’t think of anyone else but me..."

Aestrea accepted her every action calmly.

She was usually a gentle and affectionate lover, but now, it seemed that being away from her for so long may have switched a pin on her head.

Well... not that Aestrea cared.

He already had plenty of crazy wives, not to mention... that the wound on his stomach seemed to be healing.

’...This Creator Woman really is a pervert...’ he shook his head inwardly.

The remaining trumpets were inside Luna’s body... and the moment he penetrated her, he’d probably receive their power.

’Truly a pervert...’