Liu Ruyan obeyed, her movements fluid yet trembling, like a willow branch bending under the weight of heavy snow. She rose from the cold floor, her knees flushed red from the hardness of the wood, and approached the bed where her master lay like a dormant emperor.
The air between them was thick, suffocatingly sweet with the musk of their joining and the faint, floral scent of her arousal. She climbed onto the silk sheets, her heart hammering against her ribs like a caged bird seeking escape from a priosn made of desire.
She straddled his hips, her knees sinking into the mattress on either side of his thighs. For a moment, she simply hovered there, suspended above him, the heat of his body radiating upward like a physical force, scorching the sensitive flesh of her inner thighs.
Tianmo's gaze was heavy, a powerful weight that pinned her in place more effectively than any chain. His eyes were fixed on the apex of her legs, on the treasure she was about to unveil.
"Show me," he commanded, his voice a rumble that vibrated through her very core. "Let me see the flower that seeks to drink from the nectar of the dragon..."
Liu Ruyan's entire face burned, a crimson tide that swept down her neck and stained the tops of her breasts. With hands that shook, she reached down and parted the folds of her pussy with trembling fingers.
The sight was a masterpiece of erotic art, a vision that could tempt a saint into sin. Unholy simply the path of sin.
Her womanhood was a pristine lotus in full bloom, nestled within the soft, pale valley of her thighs. The outer lips were smooth and hairless, glistening with the dew of her arousal, shimmering like pearls under the pale light of the room. They were a delicate shade of pink, flushed with the heat of her blood, resembling the petals of a peony kissed by the morning dew.
As she spread herself open, the inner folds were revealed—an intricate, ruffled labyrinth of soft, wet flesh. They were a deeper, more urgent shade of crimson, like the heart of a red rose exposed to the sun. They pulsed with a life of their own, contracting and relaxing in a rhythmic, silent plea, weeping streams of clear, fragrant honey that trickled down her thighs like the DIVINE nectar of the very heavens.
At the center of this floral offering lay her entrance—a tight, quivering ring of muscle that guarded the depths of her essence. It was a jade gate, the gate to heaven... small and seemingly fragile, clenching and unclenching in anticipation. It looked impossibly tight, a virgin seal that had been broken yet refused to stay conquered, constantly seeking to reclaim its purity even as it hungered to be breached.
Above it, the pearl of her clitoris stood erect, peeking out from its hood like a hidden gem amidst a sea of silk. It was swollen and dark with need, throbbing in time with the frantic beating of her heart, a beacon of pleasure that demanded to be worshipped, a treasure that demanded maximum value.
The entire area was a garden of earthly delights, a wet, velvet heat that exuded a scent so intoxicating it blurred the line between the carnal and the spiritual. It was a cavern of finest moonlight, a chalice of Yin waiting to be filled with the burning Yang of the GOD.
Tianmo's eyes darkened as he got immersed in the sight. The poetic beauty of her form did not soften the lust in his gaze; rather, it sharpened it, turning his desire into a predatory hunger.
"Beautiful," he muttered, the word a blade that cut through her shame. "A rose blooming in the mud. A lotus drinking the rain. Now, lower yourself. Let the roots of your flower drink deep from the earth."
Liu Ruyan let out a shuddering breath. She reached down, grasping the thick, heated shaft of his Divine evert-standing monolith. It felt like holding a pillar of iron wrapped in silk. She guided the flared head toward her weeping entrance, the heat of him searing her sensitive fingertips.
She lowered her hips slowly, the gravity of the moment weighing down on her like a physical burden.
The moment the tip of his cock touched her wet folds, a jolt of electricity shot through her.
"Haah...♡"
She bit her lip, her head falling back. She pushed down, and the jade gate yielded, stretching wide to accommodate the intruder. The sensation was overwhelming—a mix of burning stretch and exquisite fullness.
The head of his cock popped inside, breaching the tight ring of muscle.
"UUUGGGHHHH!♡"
Liu Ruyan cried out, her body trembling violently. It felt as though she was being impaled on a red-hot spear. The friction was intense, her inner walls rippling and clamping down around him instinctively, trying to expel the invader even as they welcomed him.
She didn't stop. She forced herself down, inch by inch.
The lotus petals of her inner folds were pushed aside, flattening against the thick shaft as it carved a path through her wet heat. The ridges and veins of his cock rubbed against every sensitive nerve ending, sending sparks of white-hot pleasure shooting up her spine.
"Deeper," Tianmo commanded, his hands resting on her hips, not guiding, but grounding her.
Liu Ruyan obeyed. She sank down further, her thighs burning with the effort. The sensation of being filled so completely was indescribable. It felt as though he was rearranging her insides, molding her body to fit his shape. Previously his cock was around 10 inches... Now it felt they were 12 or 13. Plus it had gained extra thickness.
Halfway down, she paused. Her breathing was ragged, her chest heaving. She could feel him throbbing inside her, a living, breathing entity that pulsed with a rhythm that matched her own.
"It's... too deep...♡" she whimpered, tears gathering in her eyes. "Master... you are in my stomach...♡"
"Nonsense," Tianmo said, his voice calm. "You are merely shallow. Go deeper. Bury the lotus."
He bucked his hips upward slightly, a sudden, sharp thrust that drove him another inch deeper.
"AAAAHHHH!♡"
Liu Ruyan screamed, her body convulsing. The stimulation was too much. Her vision blurred, the world dissolving into a haze of white light. She lost control of her legs and collapsed, her hips slamming down the rest of the way. More and more neutral gushed out from her vagina.
Thud.
She was fully impaled.
The sensation was catastrophic. The head of his cock kissed the very mouth of her womb, battering against the tight cervix. It felt as though he had pierced her very soul.
"Oooooohhhhh...♡"
A long, broken moan escaped her lips. She sat there, fully seated, her body trembling uncontrollably. Her stomach was visibly distended, the outline of his thick cock visible pressing against the soft skin of her lower belly.
Inside, she could feel every inch of him. The heat was suffocating, a burning pressure that threatened to consume her mind. Her inner walls were stretched to their absolute limit, the thin sheath of flesh hugging the massive intrusion like a second skin. She could feel the veins of his shaft throbbing against her sensitive spots, each throb sending a fresh wave of electric shocks racing through her nervous system. They were connected... She could feel his heartbeat in his Yang rod.
"So... full... Hnnnnnn," Liu Ruyan gasped, her voice barely a murmur. Her hands rested on his chest, her fingers digging into his muscles, trying to anchor herself against the storm raging within her body. "I feel like... I'm going to split open...♡"
Tianmo looked up at her, his eyes calm, observing her struggle with the detachment of a scholar studying a rare specimen. He reached up, his hands tracing the curve of her waist, feeling the way her muscles quivered under his touch.
"Splitting is the nature of the lotus," he said softly, his voice a dark caress. "The pod must burst for the seeds to take root..."
He flexed his cock inside her.
"AAAAHHHH!♡"
Liu Ruyan's body jerked violently, a sharp cry tearing from her throat. The movement rubbed the head of his shaft against her cervix, a sensation that was a terrifying mix of pain and blinding pleasure. Her toes curled, her back arching as she tried to escape the sensation, but there was nowhere to go. She was skewered, pinned in place by the sheer magnitude of his manhood.
"Now," Tianmo commanded, his hands gripping her hips firmly. "Move. Show me the devotion of a furnace. Milk the dragon... If you manage to make me Ejaculate within 30 minutes, I shall honor you with a reward."
Liu Ruyan's mind was a haze of white noise, but the command cut through the fog like a thunderclap. Thirty minutes. A reward?
The words were not just a goal; they were a lifeline. To fail was to be inadequate; to succeed was to be cherished. She steeled her trembling will, forcing her jellied muscles to obey.
She lifted her hips, the movement agonizingly slow. The sensation of his massive girth dragging downward, pulling her inner walls with it, was intense—a friction so hot and tight it felt like she was turning inside out. The wet, suction sound of her flesh clinging to him echoed lewdly in the room, a squelching symphony of their union.
"Haah... Haah...♡"
She rose until only the head remained trapped within the tight, clenching ring of her jade gate. Her thighs burned, the effort immense, but she paused there for a fraction of a second, gathering her strength, before slamming her hips back down.
Thwack!
Her flesh met his with a wet slap, the sound bouncing off the walls. She took him to the hilt in one brutal stroke, the head of his cock battering against the entrance of her womb once more.
"AAAAHHHH!♡"
The scream was torn from her throat, raw and primal. Her vision swam, stars exploding behind her eyelids. The pleasure was a tidal wave, drowning her senses, but she didn't stop. She couldn't stop.
She established a rhythm—a desperate, piston-like motion. Up and down. Up and down.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
"Ahhh, ahhhh, mmmm.... Ahhhhh!!"
Her body moved on its own, driven by a primal instinct to breed, to please, to consume. Her breasts bounced wildly with every thrust, the soft mounds jiggling in hypnotic circles, flushed a deep, aroused pink. Sweat beaded on her forehead, dripping down her face to land on Tianmo's chest, mixing with the sweat that already coated his skin.
Inside, her lotus was in full chaos. The delicate petals of her inner folds were being pushed and pulled, rubbed raw by the relentless intrusion. The wet heat of her sheath was a vice, rippling and spasming around him, trying to milk the dragon dry.
"Master... Master...♡" she chanted his name like a prayer, her voice broken by gasps and moans.
"Ahhh, ahhhh, hnnn...."
"Annnghhhhh!!! Ahhhhhh! Ahhhhhhh...."
"It's so deep...Hnghhh.... It's hitting my womb...♡"
"I'm... Nnnn.... I'm going to break...♡"
The pleasure was a white-hot blade, slicing through her sanity. Every downward thrust was a collision that sent shockwaves rippling through her flesh, rattling her very bones. The wet, lewd sounds of their coupling—squelch, slap, squelch, filled the room, a true carnal rhythm that seemed to drown out the world.
"Focus," Tianmo commanded, his voice cutting through the mist of her ecstasy. He watched her with cold, predatory eyes, observing the way her body trembled, the way her inner walls spasmed uncontrollably around him. "The lotus does not break in the storm; it bends... If you shatter, you are useless to me."
His words were harsh, but they acted as an anchor. Liu Ruyan gritted her teeth, tears streaming down her flushed cheeks. She couldn't break. She wouldn't break. She needed to be more than a hole; she needed to be a vessel worthy of his essence.
She forced her trembling thighs to move faster. The burn in her muscles was excruciating, but she welcomed it, using the pain to sharpen her focus. She began to rotate her hips as she descended, a spiraling motion that caused the thick head of his cock to grind against every inch of her sensitive inner walls.
"AAAAHHHH!♡"
The new angle hit a spot deep inside her—a place she didn't know existed. Is this even a place inside her? It felt like a bolt of lightning striking directly into her soul.
"There...♡" she gasped, her eyes rolling back. "Right there...♡"
She targeted that spot, riding him with a desperate, almost violent fervor.
She was no longer just moving up and down; she was grinding, swirling, and squeezing. Her inner walls, the delicate petals of her lotus, contracted rhythmically, milking him with a greed that terrified her. Her body was squeezing him in its own.
The sensation of her tight, wet heat gripping him like a drowning woman clutching a raft was indescribable. Her cultivation base might be low, but her instincts were primal, refined by the hunger of the Nine Yin Body.
"Not bad," he groaned, his hands tightening on her waist, his fingers digging into her soft flesh. "You are learning to use your body as a weapon."
"Only... for you...♡" Liu Ruyan sobbed, her head falling back, her sweat-soaked hair plastered to her face. "This weapon... belongs only to Master...♡"
She could feel the pressure building inside him. His cock seemed to swell, becoming even harder, hotter. The veins pulsed against her walls, throbbing with a rhythm that matched her own racing heart. He was close. She could taste it.
She redoubled her efforts, ignoring the screaming exhaustion in her legs. She slammed herself down harder, taking him to the hilt with every thrust, the sound of flesh meeting flesh echoing like a drumbeat of war.
"Master... please...♡" she begged, her voice a broken whisper. "Fill this flower... Water the lotus...♡"
Tianmo looked up at her. Her face was a mask of utter devotion and debauchery—eyes glazed, mouth open, drool leaking from the corner. She was beautiful in her depravity, a true furnace of the Dao.
He reached up, his hand finding the pearl of her clitoris, swollen and throbbing between her spread folds. He pinched it.
"AAAAHHHHHHHHH!♡"
"Hnnnnnnn..... Ahhhh, ahhhhh, ahhhhhh."
The scream was silent, her voice stolen by the sheer intensity of the sensation. Her body seized up, her back arching into a bow so severe it looked painful.
"Cum," he commanded.
The order shattered the last of her resistance.
Liu Ruyan's world turned white. Her vagina convulsed violently, the inner walls rippling like a storm-tossed sea. She didn't just cum, nah, nah, nah, she exploded like a FAT MAN. A clear, fragrant fluid gushed from her, spraying against Tianmo's stomach and soaking the sheets beneath them.
"AAAAHHHHHHHHH!♡"
Her consciousness fractured, floating in a sea of euphoria.
She could feel her Dantian trembling, the Qi within her swirling violently, mixing with the essence of her pleasure. The Jade Heart Sutra activated automatically, absorbing the surge of Yin energy released by her orgasm, refining it, and feeding it back into her meridians.
But even as her body convulsed and twitched in the aftershocks, she didn't stop moving. She milked him with her spasming walls, desperate to drain him, to claim the reward he had promised.
Tianmo groaned, his head falling back, the pleasure finally cresting over the dam of his control.
"Good girl..."
He bucked his hips upward one last time, burying himself to the hilt.
Throb. Throb. Throb.
The explosion was cataclysmic.
Hot semen filled her womb. Hitting repeatedly.
"OOOOOHHHHHHHH!♡"
Liu Ruyan's eyes bulged as she felt the torrent flood her. It was a molten river, a scorching tide that filled her completely. The heat was intense, searing her insides, but it wasn't painful—it was transformative. The potent Yang energy of his seed clashed with her Yin physique, creating a chaotic, swirling vortex of power within her lower abdomen.
Her stomach distended further, the bulge becoming pronounced, a visible testament to the load he had deposited inside her. She looked pregnant, swollen with his essence.
"So much...♡" she whispered, her voice dazed. "It's so hot... It's filling me up...♡"
Tianmo held her hips down, forcing her to take every drop. He didn't let a single spill escape. He ground his pelvis against hers, ensuring the seed was planted deep, right against the gate of her cervix.
"Absorb it," he commanded, his voice rough with satisfaction. "Refine it. Let it become a part of you."
Liu Ruyan obeyed instinctively. She activated the Jade Heart Sutra to its limit. The technique guided the energy, separating the pure Yang essence from the physical fluids. The essence surged through her meridians, crashing into her Dantian like a tidal wave.
Boom!
Her cultivation base, which had been stable at the late stage of Qi Refining, began to tremble. The bottlenecks that had plagued her for months began to crack under the sheer pressure of the energy.
Crack. Snap.
The sound of her barriers shattering echoed in the silent room.
"AAAAHHHHHHHHH!♡"
She screamed again, but this time it was a scream of triumph. Her Qi surged, breaking through the constraints of the mortal realm.
She was rising. Fast.
Late stage of Qi Refining... Peak... and then, with a final, resounding boom, she crossed the threshold.
Sixth stage of the Qi refining realm.
Early → Mid → Late → Peak.
Seventh stage of the Qi refining realm.
"Haah... Haah...♡"
Liu Ruyan collapsed forward, her body completely spent. She lay sprawled across Tianmo's chest like a broken doll, her limbs heavy and unresponsive. Her skin was flushed a deep, feverish pink, glistening with a thick sheen of sweat that made her glow.
Her breathing was ragged, each gasp for air sounding like a sob. The immense surge of Qi had settled, leaving a strange, heavy warmth in her lower abdomen. She could still feel him inside her—hard and erect. He too received feedback, but his cultivation didn't increase by a minor realm.
[Mid-first stage great foundation realm.]
She felt... full. Not just in body, but in spirit. The emptiness that had plagued her for days, the cold ache of the Nine Yin Body, was temporarily satiated. It was a feeling of safety, of belonging, that terrified her as much as it comforted her.
"Master..." she whispered, her voice hoarse and barely audible. She nuzzled her face against the crook of his neck, inhaling his scent—the musk of sex mixed with his natural, cold aura. "This slave... this slave succeeded?♡"
Tianmo lay still, his hands resting on her butt, squeezing them gently, feeling the soft, plump flesh yield under his fingers.
"Good! We are just getting started... You won't leave this chamber until you reach the Foundation stage."
"Ah... Master, I will break apart...."
"Breaking apart is merely the process of being remade," Tianmo said, his voice a low, dangerous rumble against her ear. He didn't withdraw. Instead, he flexed his hips, the movement grinding his still-hard cock against the sensitive, overstretched walls of her inner flower.
"AAAAHHH!♡"
Liu Ruyan's body jerked violently, a fresh jolt of pleasure-pain shooting up her spine. Her toes curled, her fingers digging into his shoulders as if she were hanging off a cliff edge. "Master... please... It's too sensitive... I can't...♡"
He sat up, wrapping an arm around her waist to keep her impaled on him. The change in position caused him to slide even deeper, the head of his shaft pressing insistently against the bruised entrance of her womb.
"Look at me," he commanded.
Liu Ruyan forced her heavy eyelids open. Her vision was pooling with wetness, her eyes unfocused and glazed with tears. She looked down at the junction of their bodies, where her pale, flushed thighs met his dark, muscular ones. The sight was lewd beyond measure—her pussy, that delicate flower, was stretched wide around his thick girth, the inner folds pulled taut and clinging to him like a wet silk glove. A mixture of her clear honey and his thick, white essence coated the base of his cock, frothing and leaking onto the sheets below.
"Do you see that?" Tianmo asked, his voice dripping with dark amusement. "Your body is weeping with joy. It knows its purpose."
He grabbed her hips, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of her buttocks, and began to lift her up.
"Wait... wait...♡" Liu Ruyan gasped, her hands flying to his chest to steady herself. "I... I haven't recovered yet...♡"
"There is no recovery on the path of cultivation," Tianmo growled. "There is only advance."
He pulled her up until only the head remained inside her, the suction of her tight, wet channel creating a loud, lewd pop sound. Then, he slammed her back down.
Thwack!
"UUUGGGHHHH!♡"
The scream was raw, her back arching as the impact rattled her bones. The sensation was overwhelming—a mix of burning friction and a terrifyingly deep fullness that felt like it would split her in two.
Tianmo didn't pause. He established a brutal, rhythmic pace, using her body like a living sheath for his sword. Up and down. Up and down.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
Clap! Clap! Clap! Clsp!
Liu Ruyan's mind was fracturing under the onslaught. The pleasure was too intense, a white-hot fire that consumed her thoughts, leaving only the primal sensation of being filled, of being used.
"Haah... Haah... Master...♡" she moaned, her head lolling back, her sweat-soaked hair plastering the nape of her neck. Her breasts bounced wildly with every thrust, the soft mounds jiggling in hypnotic motions.
Her inner channels spasmed, milking his veins. The delicate petals of her inner folds were being pushed and pulled, rubbed raw by the relentless intrusion. The wet heat of her sheath was a vice, rippling and spasming around him, trying to milk the 'sugarcane' dry.
"Master... Master...♡" she chanted his name like a prayer, her voice broken by gasps and moans.
"Ahhh, ahhhh, hnnn...."
"Annnghhhhh!!! Ahhhhhh! Ahhhhhhh...."
"Mmmmmmmmmmm!!!!"
"I'm... Nnnn.... I'm going to break...♡" Liu Ruyan sobbed, her voice barely above the little whisper, lost in the rhythmic cacophony of flesh meeting flesh. Her body was a vessel of pure sensation, a storm-tossed boat on a sea of ecstasy. Every nerve ending screamed, every muscle spasmed, and her mind teetered on the precipice of madness.
Crack! Crack!
"Break, then be remade," Tianmo responded, his voice a low growl that vibrated through her chest. He didn't let up. If anything, his pace increased. The bed frame groaned under the strain, the headboard slamming against the wall with a rhythmic thud that echoed the beating of her heart.
"Make me feel excited.... Work hard to make me cum, the better the pleasure, the better the reward," Tianmo commanded, his voice cutting through the haze of her ecstasy like a blade of ice.
The words acted as a catalyst. Liu Ruyan's dazed eyes cleared slightly, the fog of pleasure replaced by a sharp, desperate focus. A reward. More of his essence. More of his power. It was a drug she couldn't refuse, a hunger she couldn't satiate.
She didn't just want to please him... she needed to consume him.
"Y-Yes... Master...♡"
She forced her trembling thighs to move. She abandoned the passive bouncing, the simple rise and fall that had exhausted her. Instead, she began to grind.
Liu Ruyan rotated her hips in a slow, sensual figure-eight, stirring her insides around the massive pillar impaling her. The movement caused the thick head of his cock to scrape against every sensitive inch of her inner walls, rubbing against the rough patch of flesh deep inside her that made her vision blur.
"Mmmmm...♡"
She bit her lip, suppressing a moan to focus entirely on the feedback she was receiving. She could feel the beat of his veins, the way his breath hitched when she tightened her inner muscles at a specific angle. She was learning him, mapping the topography of his pleasure with her body.
She leaned forward, pressing her flushed, sweat-slicked chest against his. The friction of her hard nipples against his chiseled pectorals sent jolts of electricity through her, but she ignored her own rising tide, channeling everything into the furnace between her legs.
"Does... does this please Master?♡" she whispered, her voice husky and laced with raw desire. She clenched her walls tight, rippling them along his shaft in a wave-like motion, mimicking the swallowing of a serpent.
Tianmo's eyes narrowed. The sensation was exquisite—a wet, velvet heat that was actively milking him, trying to pull the soul right out of his body. Her Nine Yin Body was truly a treasure; even at such a low cultivation level, her instinctual grasp of the Dao of dual cultivation was terrifying.
"Adequate," he said, his hands gripping her waist, his fingers digging into her soft flesh. "But you can do better. Squeeze harder. Use the lotus to strangle the dragon."
"Mmm..." Liu Ruyan whimpered at the command, but obeyed. She gathered all her strength, focusing her Qi into her lower abdomen.
Her inner walls contracted violently.
"AAAAHHHH!♡"
The sensation was intense for her as well. The sudden pressure squeezed his cock so tight it felt like she was cutting off circulation. She felt every ridge, every vein, every pulse of his member in excruciating detail, as if the dick inside her, was part of her own body.
She began to move again, faster this time. She would lift herself up until just the tip remained inside, clenching her entrance tight around the glans, teasing the sensitive rim, before slamming herself down, taking him to the hilt in one fluid, bone-rattling motion.
Thwack! Squelch! Thwack!
The room was filled with the lewd, wet symphony of their coupling.
"Master... your rod... It's so hard...♡" Liu Ruyan babbled, her head falling back, her eyes rolling. "It's splitting Ruyan open...♡ does mastaaa luv to open Ruyannn's pushyyyyyyy.... Ahhhhhh, ahhhhh.... Hnnghhhh."
She was delirious, lost in the rhythm. Her body was moving on its own, a puppet dancing on strings of pleasure. She could feel another orgasm building, a massive tsunami gathering strength in the depths of her womb.
"Don't you dare cum yet," Tianmo warned, sensing the spasming of her walls. "Wait for me. Cum with me."
"I... I'll try...♡" she sobbed, tears streaming down her face. "But it's too much... Ruyan is going to die...♡"
"Death is not an escape," Tianmo simply uttered. He stood up, wrapping his arms around her waist, pulling her flush against him, leaning closer to kiss her neck.
"Mmmph!♡"
Liu Ruyan's mind shattered. The combination of the kiss, the pain, and the relentless stimulation of her lotus was too much. She couldn't hold it back anymore.
Her inner convulsed, the rippling waves turning into a violent clamping motion. Her body began to jerk violently.... This is the end.... The bliss, the true meaning of pleasure... She could feel the soul being pulled out of her body.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!♡"
The scream was torn from her throat almost making her mute, pure raw, and uncensored primal, echoing off the walls like a banshee's wail. Her eyes rolled back until only the whites were visible, her body arching into a rigid bow as the dam finally shattered. A heart shape began to form on her white pupils.
The floodgates opened.
It wasn't just a release; it was a divine release, letting go of one's very being.
"AAAAHHHHHHHHH!♡"
Her pussy, her delicate, trembling lotus—exploded around him. A torrent of clear, fragrant fluids gushed from her depths, spraying out around his cock with such force that it splashed against his thighs and began to fall like a waterfall towards the bed sheet.
"Ahhh! Haah, haa, Mmm... Forgive me master.... Haah, haah... I couldn't hold it in...♡"
Liu Ruyan's voice was a broken whisper, her chest heaving as she collapsed against Tianmo's chest, her body trembling like a leaf in a storm. Her hands on his neck, hugging him right.
The shame of losing control, of spraying her essence so wantonly, burned through her veins, but beneath it lay a dark, terrifying satisfaction. She had felt him throbbing heavily inside her at the exact moment of her release.
Tianmo didn't push her away. Instead, he held her close, his strong arms wrapping around her waist, keeping her impaled on his member. He could feel the aftershocks of her orgasm rippling through her inner walls, a rhythmic squeezing that patted his shaft with desperate, greedy spasms.
"It matters not if you hold it," Tianmo uttered, his voice low against her ear. "What matters is that the lotus blooms. That the furnace accepts the fuel."
He leaned forward, gently biting the sensitive skin of her neck, just below her ear. The sharp sting sent a jolt of electricity through her oversensitive body.
"However," he continued, his tone darkening slightly, "you have yet to receive the full reward. Prepare yourself..."
"Ahhh...♡"
Tianmo began to move seeking his own release.
"ahhh, ahhhh.... What.... Nnn.... Ahhh... Ahhh, let... Nnnghhh.... Annnggg.... Let me catch a breathhhhhhhh....♡"
Liu Ruyan's voice was a broken, breathless plea, lost in the humid air of the chamber. Her body felt like a ragdoll, boneless and heavy, her limbs trembling with the aftershocks of the violent storm that had just ravaged her.
Her mind was adrift in a sea of white fog, her thoughts fragmented and scattered like leaves in the wind.
But Tianmo was not a man who accepted surrender. He was a storm in his own right, relentless and unyielding.
He didn't wait for her to recover. He didn't allow her the mercy of a pause. With a firm grip on her waist, he began to move again.
"AAAAHHHH!♡"
Liu Ruyan's eyes widened, a fresh scream tearing from her throat as he dragged his hips back, the thick ridges of his cock scraping against her oversensitive inner walls, before slamming forward with enough force to rattle her teeth.
Thwack!
The sound of flesh meeting flesh was sharp, loud, and echoing in the room like a thunderclap, echoing in her ear for seconds.
"Master... please... It's too much... I'm going to break...♡" she sobbed, her tears flowing freely, mixing with the sweat that matted her hair to her face. "I can't... I can't take any more...♡"
"You will take what I give you," Tianmo commanded, his eyes cold and predatory. He established a brutal pace, using her body like a sheath for his sword. "And you will thank me for it."
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
The bed frame shook heavily under the strain, the headboard slamming against the wall with a rhythmic thud.
"Haah... Haah... Master...♡" she moaned, her head lolling back, the heart marks on her eyes glowing bright pink.
"You're... you're so deep...♡"
She was beyond words now, her vocal cords straining to produce sound, her voice hoarse and cracking. Her body was a mess of trembling flesh, her thighs quivering like jelly as she tried to hold herself up. The pain and pleasure had melded into a single, overwhelming sensation—a burning, searing fullness that threatened to consume her soul.
Her vision swam, the world blurring into a haze of sweat and tears. The only anchor was the burning heat inside her, the relentless rhythm of his hips driving into her with the force of a tidal wave. She felt like a boat caught in a storm, tossed and turned by the whims of a dragon, her body nothing but a vessel for his fury and his pleasure.
Tianmo's breathing grew ragged, though his control remained absolute. He watched her face contort in ecstasy, the heart-shaped pupils of her eyes glowing with a supernatural luminescence. It was a sign of the Nine Yin Body awakening, a sign that her soul was resonating with the primal energy he was pouring into her.
"Focus," he commanded, his voice cutting through the fog of her mind. "Do not drift away. Feel the Qi. Guide it."
He slammed into her, grinding his pelvis against her clit.
"AAAAHHHH!♡"
The scream was raw, her body arching violently. The sensation was a white-hot poker stabbing into her womb, but it carried with it a surge of energy so dense it felt heavy.
"Refine it," Tianmo growled. "Do not let it spill. Swallow the essence and feed your Dantian."
Liu Ruyan's mind was a shattered mirror, reflecting a thousand fragments of pleasure. But his words were the glue holding her together. She forced her scattered consciousness to focus on the heat in her lower abdomen. It was no longer just pleasure; it was power.
Pure, unadulterated Yang energy.
She activated the Jade Heart Sutra, the mental pathways of the technique lighting up in her mind like a constellation. She guided the scorching heat away from her nerves, pulling it deeper, into the reservoir of her Dantian.
The energy crashed into her Qi pool like a meteor.
Boom!
The water in her Dantian began to boil. The Qi, which had been calm and stable, began to churn violently, expanding, pressurizing. The walls of her Dantian groaned under the strain, the barriers of the Qi Refining realm beginning to crack under the sheer volume of energy.
Crack. Snap.
The sound was audible, a ringing in her ears that drowned out the wet slapping of skin against skin.
"Good," Tianmo groaned, his pace quickening. He could feel her inner walls rippling, tightening around him as she absorbed the energy. The feedback loop was intense—her pleasure fed his, and his energy fed her cultivation. "Break through. Become a cultivator worthy of being my furnace."
He grabbed her buttocks, lifting her up and slamming her down with renewed vigor.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
The bed frame screamed in protest, the wood splintering slightly under the assault.
"I... I can't... It's too big... It's too much energy...♡" Liu Ruyan cried out, her voice barely recognizable. She felt like a balloon about to burst. The pressure in her Dantian was terrifying, a swirling vortex of fire that threatened to incinerate her from the inside out.
"Then burst," Tianmo snapped. "Explode. And reform."
He leaned forward, sinking his teeth into the sensitive skin of her shoulder, marking her as his property.
The pain was the final trigger.
"AAAAHHHHHHHHH!♡"
Liu Ruyan's body seized up, her back arching into a bow so severe it looked painful. Her toes curled, her fingers digging into Tianmo's back until they drew blood.
Inside her Dantian, the dam shattered.
The Qi that had been churning violently suddenly expanded, filling every corner of her spiritual reservoir. It rushed out of her Dantian, flooding her meridians, cleansing them of impurities, widening them, strengthening them.
It was a qualitative leap. A mortal shedding their shell to become a cultivator.
Her aura exploded outward, a wave of invisible pressure that swept through the room, rattling the windows and blowing out the luminous pearls.
Tianmo felt it. He felt the change in her body, the way her inner walls suddenly became softer, yet more resilient, capable of containing more of his energy without tearing. She wasn't just a hole anymore; she was a true furnace, a cauldron capable of refining the most potent elixirs.
"Finally," he muttered, satisfaction lacing his tone. "Now... take the seed."
He bucked his hips upward one last time, burying himself to the hilt.
Splash! Splash! Splash!
The explosion was cataclysmic.
A torrent of thick essence erupted from him, flooding her womb. It was different this time—denser, richer, carrying the spiritual pressure of the Great Foundation realm. It was a golden river of Yang, seeking to merge with her Yin.
"OOOOOHHHHHHHH!♡"
Liu Ruyan's eyes turned bright, her consciousness fleeing her body. The sensation of being filled with such potent energy was too much for her mortal mind to comprehend. She felt a golden light explode behind her eyelids, a warmth spreading through her limbs that felt like the embrace of a god.
Her stomach distended again, the bulge pronounced and heavy. She looked heavily pregnant, swollen with the child of the Dao itself.
Tianmo held her there, his grip iron-tight, ensuring not a single drop of his precious essence escaped. He ground his pelvis against her, milking the last of his release into her waiting womb.
"Absorb it all," he commanded, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through her chest. "Let it forge your foundation."
Liu Ruyan's body went limp, collapsing against his chest. She was unconscious, her breathing shallow but steady. Her skin glowed with a faint, pearlescent light, the sign of a successful breakthrough. The impurities in her body were being pushed out, mixing with the sweat and fluids that coated her skin.
Peak-Eight stage Qi refining realm.
The feedback was weak this time, Tianmo couldn't break through to the Late-first stage of the Great Foundation realm.
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A/N:
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