After their lovely session, Yasenia cleaned and helped Angel wear her clothes again.

Then, Yasenia also clothed herself in the previous sexy and semi-transparent black lace dress.

Angel was still feeling the aftertaste of their session, so she couldn't help but find the clothed Yasenia attractive.

Naturally, Yasenia realized and leaned forward to hug Angel. After carrying her toward the table to create [Formation Ink], she sat on a chair with her on her lap.

And so, Yasenia was sitting on a chair with a spoiled Angel curled in her embrace.

Her face was like a satisfied and sleepy cat.

Her eyes moved between Yasenia's hands mixing materials and her serious face.

Yasenia's lips were slightly pursued, her gaze was concentrated, and her temperament solemn.

After mixing a more high-level [Formation Ink], the dragoness looked down and asked. "Did I do it correctly, baby?"

Angel blinked twice and focused on the [Formation Ink].

She blushed a bit and said, unsure. "U-Um, it looks good. I would use it…."

Yasenia saw that she hadn't paid attention and sighed with a smile. "Baby, pay a bit more attention, okay? I know you feel comfortable, but we are here to do formations. Our little fun time has already passed."

Angel was embarrassed and felt that she was sometimes too much of an infatuated fool. "S-Sorry, Yasenia. I was distracted by your working face."

Yasenia laughed and pressed her cheek with Angel's, forcing the blonde girl to look forward. "I don't care, baby. You can be as silly as you want. I'm going to do it again, okay, love? This time, pay closer attention."

Angel nuzzled with Yasenia and then nodded with a sweet smile. "Okay!"

After the second try, Yasenia separated her cheeks and looked at the concentrated Angel. "Did I do good? How do you feel about it?"

Angel smiled widely and turned her head to nod. "Very good~. I feel so happy and relaxed."

Yasenia laughed gently. "Not that, baby. I'm speaking about the [Formation Ink]. How do you feel about the [Formation Ink]?"

Angel blushed and blamed herself again. 'Ah! I become dumb with Yasenia around.'

Mirrory's voice reached her ears. 'You do. I know Yasenia spoils you rotten, but you should keep your mind a bit more alert, Angel.'

Angel nodded seriously. Then, a blush resurfaced on her cheeks, and she asked. 'D-Did you look, Mirrory?'

Mirrory answered unabashedly. 'Your emotions are so out of control. Do you think I can relax and pretend not to look? I might as well enjoy the spectacle.'

Angel felt her cheeks burn even more.

"What's wrong, baby? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Angel felt a cool hand landing on her cheeks and shook her head. "Don't worry, Yasenia. I'll explain a bit about your [Formation Ink]."

Yasenia nodded. "It is not bad. However, you should've mixed 0.05 more grams of [Brilliant stone]. Also, the quantity of [Harrowing Flower] is one filament less. The concoction time was also half a second longer than it should be."

Yasenia sighed and nodded. "Why is that? I followed the recipe word by word."

Angel commented. "Well, you must consider the items you are using, the ambient energy, and the order you place things inside the bowl. Because of our previous… adventure, the energy in the surroundings is slightly disturbed."

Yasenia spread her senses around and realized that Angel was right. She looked at her baby with admiration and smooched her cheeks. "My baby is so powerful~. I'm so proud!"

Angel smiled sweetly and hugged Yasenia's neck. "However, it is quite good. I give it eighty-six points out of one hundred!"

Yasenia laughed gently. "Thank you, baby. Now, correct me and ask me how I reach a one hundred out of one hundred."

Angel nodded and began speaking and explaining how to calculate the ambient effects in the formation.

While Angel spoke, Yasenia placed her free hand under Angel's clothes and above Angel's womb, guiding the Yang energy across her meridians.

She rubbed her warm belly as she did so, making Angel's body basically boneless. However, although she was snuggled, her words were clear, and her explanations didn't falter.

Angel could do it herself, but Yasenia's pampering toward her baby was infinite.

Circulating her energy? Don't worry; the dragoness could do it for her!

Angel smiled sweetly and curled into Yasenia's embrace, rubbing her face on the tender neck.

To say that she was comfortable would be an understatement.

With that pace, Yasenia continued trying to create higher-level inks until she reached her limit.

She also created more formations guided by Angel and sometimes Mirrory.

When the day became dark, Yasenia exited the workshop while carrying a drowsy Angel.

The others were in the living room, and even Ghana was there. She had returned from contacting her people. Now, she was waiting for answers and other things she had planned.

Naturally, there weren't any obstacles created by the City Lord since he was pretty busy trying to fill Ghana's void.

When they saw the almost sleeping Angel being carried by Yasenia, they didn't react. It was something within their expectations.

Ghana was shocked to see such a gentle face from the person who could face Fu Hao directly without flinching, but since she was a guest, she didn't say anything.

She also didn't question why the human was acting spoiled and kissing her. Tatyana's previous warning was enough to know that this group wasn't normal.

Yasenia walked toward Tatyana and passed Angel to her. Angel didn't lose time and hugged Tatyana's neck tightly.

Tatyana naturally caught Angel while hearing Yasenia. "Mom, hold her for me for a while. I'm going to prepare dinner."

Tatyana nodded and accommodated the little girl. Angel blushed and said, "Mommy Tatyana, I can go down if I'm a bother."

However, no one was blind as they saw Angel clinging to her tightly. Her reluctance was apparent.

Tatyana looked at her and kissed her forehead. Then, she smiled. "Just relax, little Angel. Let's go sit on the sofa and wait for Yasenia."

Angel nodded with happy blush and hid her face in Tatyana's neck, sniffing Tatyana's elegant scent.

Yasenia looked at Tatyana's smiling face and couldn't help but wonder. 'She truly is good at acting.'

Yasenia naturally knew that Tatyana didn't love any of her girls. However, she also felt that Tatyana didn't really dislike them.

Yasenia had wanted to test it. However, after doing so, she felt that it was wrong.

She approached and picked and startled Angel, sitting her on the couch. After kissing her lips once, she smiled gently. "Be good, baby."

Angel blinked twice and nodded.

Tatyana raised her eyebrow and silently laughed. Then, she mentally communicated. 'Unnecessary worry, little treasure. Do you think I would force myself to do something I dislike? Little Angel is quite soft and squishy. Holding her is very comfortable. Like having a defenseless rabbit in my arms.'

Yasenia snorted while leaving. 'I'm the one jealous seeing you both so close. She is MY baby, and you are MY mom.'

Tatyana rolled her eyes. 'Think about how you fucked us both simultaneously and then say that again with the same conviction, I dare you.'

Yasenia almost tripped while leaving. 'Can't we joke without having to talk about sex?'

Tatyana smirked. 'No. Your body is too tempting not to make this the main conversation.'

Yasenia looked back before crossing the door and rolled her eyes charmingly. 'Silly Mom.'

Tatyana felt her heart skip a beat as she saw the long tail slowly disappearing.

Meanwhile, the others asked Angel how it went, and Angel said proudly that Yasenia could be considered a mid-level Earth-ranked Formation master.

Andrea commented with a smile. "Wow. However, what can I say, as expected of our Matriarch."

The others nodded, equally impressed.

Although Angel was considered a mid-level Heaven-ranked formation master, and the difference between them was enormous, Yasenia could be said to have begun doing formations from scratch today.

An achievement like that was naturally praiseworthy.

Meanwhile, Ghana at the side exclaimed. "Mid-level Earth rank? That's one of the highest in Koran City. Did she recently advance? How many years did Lady Yasenia take to reach this level?"

Angel blinked and threw a bomb casually. "Today is her first-day doing formations from scratch."

The others held their laughter, knowing that Ghana would misunderstand this. However, they didn't bother correcting Angel.

As they expected, they saw Ghana's face go through myriad expressions as if the world had collapsed. 'What is this Heaven-defying talent!?'

Ghana misunderstood that today was Yasenia's first-time doing formations as a whole.

Naturally, she thought these people wouldn't understand, so she seriously said. "Miss, if you don't have a good enough teacher for the Matriarch, her talent will go to waste. I recommend you suggest to your Matriarch to go to the [Perfect Formation Gate]. They may not be in the nine formations ranking, but they aren't any weaker. They just don't care about World affairs besides things related to formations. Therefore, they haven't participated in the decennial competition."

Their eyes naturally gravitated toward the calmly sitting Tatyana, and they thought. 'I think she has a strong enough teacher.'

Tatyana felt their gazes and smiled. She turned toward Ghana and commented. "Don't worry. We have the best formation master in the Continent on our side, so don't worry."

Their eyes twitched because of her shamelessness, but it was the truth, so they didn't say anything.

Ghana was doubtful. "Miss, it is not that I don't believe you, but…"

Tatyana calmly commented. "You don't believe us. It is normal. Why lighten your words? In our Astral Sky Clan, we prefer frankness over wordplays."

Ghana nodded and said bluntly. "Then, I apologize in advance. Powers in Distancia Continent run very deep. The surface powers are not weak at all. However, some hidden clans are as strong, if not stronger, in some aspects. Telling that you have the best Formation master is arrogant."

Tatyana smirked. "How much do you know about our Clan, Ghana?"

Ghana paused. Then, she said. "Not much. However, although the Matriarch's cultivation may be unfathomable for me, your overall cultivation can't escape me. I can sense that some of you are in a similar level to me, after all."

Tatyana lifted an eyebrow. "Intent?"

Ghana nodded. "I have [Perception Intent]. I've even leveled it up to the second level."

Tatyana's eyes shone with interest. "No wonder Yasenia has so much goodwill toward you."

Ghana didn't understand, but Tatyana understood that her Yasenia's [Monarch Intent] allowed her to find suitable people to follow her.

Tatyana turned toward Ghana and trailed her words. "However…"

Ghana felt the air around getting colder, and our girls knew that Tatyana was about to release a bit of her soul.

Unlike her cultivation, her soul was still at the demigoddess level. She could only release a speck of it through this body and for just an instant, but it was more than enough.

Ghana suddenly felt the world collapsing, and the landscape before her eyes changed to a sea of blood and corpses.

The innumerable dead people raised their heads simultaneously, looking at Ghana.

Ghana felt Death.

It wasn't a feeling of terror or something. No, what she was feeling was Death itself.

Something deep inside was telling her so.

The next moment, everything disappeared.

Her eyes registered the room, and a pair of blood-red smiling eyes looked at her. "Sometimes, relying on Intents is inaccurate, don't you think so, Ghana?"

Ghana's body burst into a cold sweat as she was shown one more time that monsters were hiding inside this mysterious Astral Sky Clan.

She stuttered and nodded. "Yes, Lady Tatyana. You are right. I was short-sighted and rash."

Tatyana smiled and nodded. "Good. You can now wait until dinner is made. I recommend you eat here today since my little treasure is cooking."

Ghana didn't even question Tatyana's way of calling Yasenia. She had already guessed that this red-eyed human was more influential than the Matriarch. 'Does the Matriarch know, or is she being manipulated by this human female? Is it the truth that she is her mother? So many questions….'

Ghana sighed, but she didn't regret joining them. On the contrary, she felt that she had made the right bet. 'Either way, I'll follow honestly as long as they don't mistreat me.'