SSS rank Mother-In-Law to an Invincible Family - Chapter 471

Chapter 471: Finally Taking A Breath, Huh?
“Oh, fuck,” she whimpered, her legs quivering, her pussy contracting.

“Wow,” he breathed, his chest heaving.

“Mmm,” she hummed, collapsing on top of him, his cock still inside her.

“Damn,” he sighed.

“That was amazing,” she said.

“Hell, yes,” he grinned.

“You’re the best,” she murmured, kissing him softly.

“I’m not done yet,” he teased.

“Show me,” she grinned, pushing him onto his back.

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And while Xu Qianghua and Li Xinyue were busy, the other women closest to him all noticed his absence.

It didn’t happen all at once.

It began as a whisper- a missing pulse in the Xu family’s internal communication network, the kind that only those deeply linked to him would notice.

A brief flicker in spiritual presence, like a ripple in still water.

Not gone.

Just… elsewhere.

In the military command tower, Yan Yuehua’s hand paused over a map as she traced a new supply line. Her gaze narrowed slightly. For a moment, she didn’t move.

Then she stood up slowly, her spiritual sense expanding outward like a slow tide. She scanned the known positions, war council chambers, training yards, and even the sealed meditative chambers underground.

Nothing.

His presence was faint. Not in danger—but definitely not nearby.

She lowered her hand, her brow furrowing.

“That man…” she muttered, setting the map scroll aside.

Down the hall, Bai Lingyun was poring over a batch of logistics ledgers. Her eyes drifted to the jade badge hanging on her hip. She reached down, touched it lightly, then paused.

Faint pulse. Barely there.

Her eyebrows lifted slightly.

“Gone?” she said aloud.

A maid walking past hesitated. “Pardon, Elder Bai?”

“Nothing. Just talking to myself,” Bai said with a wave of her hand.

She leaned back in her chair and looked out the wide open window toward the mountains.

“Must be nice to slip away without telling anyone,” she said, but there was no bite in her tone. Just curiosity.

In another wing of the estate, Liu Meiying was leading a briefing for new tactical officers when her personal formation compass flickered on her sleeve.

She kept speaking—but her eyes darted to the side for just a second.

When the meeting ended, she stepped outside into the quiet stone courtyard and took a slow breath.

She tapped her family badge. Nothing but the faintest echo.

She stood there for a few minutes, silent and still.

Then she smiled.

“He really left.”

She wasn’t upset. If anything, she was impressed.

Most people would never have noticed. But they weren’t most people.

Further south, on one of the smaller mountain peaks where spirit energy condensed into thick mist, Liu Anwei who was in the middle of a long cultivation cycle she felt a drop in pressure, familiar and warm.

A presence she’d come to know better than her own shadow.

Gone.

Her eyes opened.

She stayed seated, breathing calmly.

“Finally taking a breath, huh?” she whispered.

She didn’t chase after him.

She simply stood, dusted off her robes, and told the on-duty messengers to delay any non-critical meetings by a day.

Let him be.

Not far from the family’s central formation tower, Lin Yue sat in her divination chamber. A shallow stone basin sat before her, mist rolling across its surface.

Dozens of silver and golden threads floated gently, each one glowing with faint pulses—representing people, timelines, risks.

And at the center?

His thread.

Calm. Dim.

Still.

She tilted her head, then smiled softly.

“He’s resting,” she whispered to herself.

Her fingers moved, and the thread curled inward, folding neatly into a reserved line—held but unbothered.

“He earned it.”

Even outside the core circle, others noticed.

The maids in the central pavilion whispered between duties. The courtyard servants who usually prepared his morning tea paused when they reached his empty room.

One even brought the tray back, still warm, unsure what to do.

No alarms were raised.

No panic spread.

They just knew… he was gone for a while.

And quietly, the estate adapted.

The inner command hall shifted to secondary leadership protocols. Daily reports were automatically redirected to the Elder Council.

Emergency formation access was rotated among senior members. It wasn’t the first time he’d gone dark, but this time… the air around it felt different.

More peaceful.

Even the atmosphere in the Xu family compound changed.

The younger disciples trained just as hard. The outer guardians followed their rotations.

But the pressure- the ever-present hum of authority in the air—had softened.

They could breathe a little easier.

Because if even the Patriarch could step back for a moment, it meant that the world wasn’t ending. Not yet.

In a quiet meditation hall, two of the elders were finishing a joint discussion on intercontinental supply chains when Elder Han said, almost idly, “You think he’ll be back tomorrow?”

Elder Xu Renshui shrugged, his beard swaying slightly. “He’ll be back when he’s ready.”

“And if something happens?”

Renshui glanced out the tall window at the far-off horizon. “He’ll know before we do.”

Han smiled faintly. “That’s true.”

For all his absence, there was no worry.

Because they knew him.

And they knew he wouldn’t disappear without reason.

Even in his absence, Xu Qianghua’s presence lingered like an echo in the walls—quiet, but never gone.

And back at the sea, under the setting sun’s golden-pink glow, Qianghua pulled Li Xinyue closer as she shifted gently against him.

She’d fallen quiet now, head resting on his shoulder, her breathing steady, lips curved in a lazy smile.

“Did they notice I’m gone?” he asked softly.

“They always notice,” she said, not even opening her eyes.

“Are they mad?”

“No.”

He smirked faintly. “That’s a first.”

“They’re relieved,” she said. “Maybe even a little relieved.”

“Relieved?”

“That you finally stopped carrying everything by yourself for once.”

He didn’t answer.

But his hand rested more firmly on her side, his thumb moving slowly in a circle.

The breeze rolled across the water, catching the last light of the sun.

Inside the villa, a faint golden glow warmed the walls.

And somewhere, back in the Xu estate, the others kept moving.

Just as he taught them to.

Just as he always knew they would.