Zhang Wu's boots crunched against the gravel path leading to the Hehuan Sect's towering entrance. The sun hung low in the sky, casting long shadows over the lush, flower-strewn fields that bordered the sect's domain. At nineteen, he was still adjusting to this bizarre twist of fate—ripped from his cramped college dorm and mundane lectures into a world of flying swords, immortal cultivators, and now, this infernal system that turned every mature woman into a walking siren call. The MILF Paradise System, as it cheekily named itself, had already upended his life back home. A quick fling with the neighbor's wife—Mrs. Liu, with her voluptuous curves and hungry eyes—had led to screams, accusations, and his parents' furious eviction. Now, exiled to this cultivation paradise, he wondered if he'd survive the onslaught.
[MILF Paradise System: Online] [Scan Initiated: Environment Analysis Complete. MILF Density: Extreme. Warning: Suppressant runes ineffective against system influence. Desire Amplification Active.] [Current Cultivation: Qi Condensation Layer 1 (0/100 points). Prepare for influx.]
The system's voice echoed in his mind, a sultry chime that sent a shiver down his spine. He tugged at the plain disciple robes provided at the outer checkpoint, the fabric rough against his skin. The Hehuan Sect loomed ahead, its architecture a blend of elegant pagodas and vine-draped arches, all pulsing with an undercurrent of sensuality. Whispers of its reputation had reached even the outer world: a haven for dual cultivation, where practitioners harnessed desire to fuel their qi. And the women? Legends spoke of elders and masters who embodied ripened beauty—full-figured, experienced, radiating an aura that could melt steel.
As he approached the welcoming pavilion, a group of outer disciples milled about, their gazes flicking toward him with curiosity. But it was the woman striding forward who commanded his attention. She was in her early forties, by the subtle lines of wisdom around her eyes, dressed in a soft maxi dress of crimson silk that hugged her ample bosom and flowed over wide hips. Elder Hua, the pavilion overseer, her name floated into his mind courtesy of the system. Her hair was pinned up in a loose bun, strands escaping to frame a face flushed with inner heat.
"New arrival?" she asked, her voice a warm caress. She extended a hand, her fingers brushing his in greeting. The touch was electric—innocent to any observer, but the system lit up like fireworks.
[Notification: Target Acquired - Elder Hua. Age Approximation: 42. Desire Level: 40% (Rising). Physical Contact Bonus: +10%. Potential Reward: 60 Cultivation Points. Engage?]
Zhang Wu's cock stirred instantly, thickening against his thigh. He forced a nod, his throat dry. "Yes, Elder. Zhang Wu, from the mortal realms. Honored to join Hehuan."
Her eyes narrowed slightly, pupils dilating as she inhaled his scent—fresh, youthful, laced with the system's invisible pheromones. "Mortal realms? How intriguing. You carry a pure qi, untainted. It... calls to me." She stepped closer, her breast grazing his arm, the soft mound yielding just enough to make his pulse race. Around them, the other disciples chatted obliviously, but Hua's hand lingered on his forearm, thumb tracing a slow circle.
The temptation clawed at him. Back home, the system had been subtle at first—a glance from Mrs. Liu over the fence, her sundress clinging to sweat-dampened skin, leading to stolen moments in her garage where he'd buried his face between her thighs, lapping at her soaked pussy until she quivered and begged for his cock. But here, in this den of desire, restraint felt like a joke. Hua's dress whispered against her legs as she guided him toward a side path, away from prying eyes. "Let me orient you properly, young one. The sect's paths can be... disorienting."
They ducked into a shaded grove, bamboo screens shielding them from the main thoroughfare. The air grew thicker, scented with jasmine and something muskier—her arousal, blooming under the system's nudge. Hua turned to him, her chest heaving. "Your presence... it's stirring my core. Have you cultivated before?"
"N-not really," he admitted, his hands itching to touch. The system pinged again.
[Alert: Desire Level: 70%. Target's inhibitions lowering. Initiate dual cultivation for optimal points.]
Before he could think, Hua pressed against him, her lips finding his in a fierce kiss. Her tongue plunged deep, exploring with the confidence of experience, while her hands roamed his chest, nails scraping lightly. Zhang Wu groaned, his erection straining painfully. He cupped her ass through the dress, squeezing the firm flesh, pulling her closer so her heat ground against his hardness.
"So eager," she murmured, breaking the kiss to nip at his neck. Her fingers deftly untied his robe, freeing his cock to the open air. It sprang out, thick and veined, pre-cum beading at the tip. Hua's eyes widened, a hungry gleam in them. "Such vitality. Let me taste it."
She dropped to her knees on the soft grass, her maxi dress pooling around her. Without hesitation, she wrapped her lips around his shaft, sucking him in deep. Her mouth was hot, wet, tongue swirling along the underside as she bobbed her head. Zhang Wu threaded his fingers through her hair, guiding her rhythm, the slurping sounds obscene in the quiet grove. She hummed around him, vibrations shooting pleasure straight to his balls.
"Fuck, Elder... your mouth feels incredible," he gasped, hips bucking slightly. She took him deeper, throat relaxing to swallow him whole, her nose pressing against his groin. Saliva dripped down her chin, soaking the front of her dress, making the silk translucent over her hardened nipples.
But he wanted more. Pulling her up, he spun her around, hiking the dress over her hips. No undergarments—her pussy was bare, lips swollen and glistening, a trail of wetness down her inner thigh. "Bend over," he commanded, voice rough with need.
Hua complied, bracing against a tree trunk, ass arched high. He slapped her cheek lightly, watching it jiggle, then positioned his cock at her entrance. One thrust, and he was buried to the hilt, her walls clenching greedily around him. "Yes! Harder, disciple! Fill me!" she cried, pushing back to meet his drives.
He fucked her relentlessly, hands gripping her hips, pounding into her sopping heat. Each slap of skin echoed, her moans growing louder, pussy fluttering as orgasm neared. Zhang Wu reached around, fingers finding her clit, rubbing circles that made her shudder. "Cum for me, Elder. Milk my cock."
She shattered first, body convulsing, juices squirting around his shaft. The sight pushed him over— he slammed deep, ropes of cum erupting inside her, coating her depths. As the pleasure faded, the system rewarded him.
[Ding! Encounter Successful. Desire Maxed. Reward: 60 Cultivation Points Absorbed. Progress: Qi Condensation Layer 1 (60/100). Bonus: Temporary Qi Boost - Stamina +20%.]
Hua straightened, cum leaking from her pussy as she smoothed her dress. A satisfied smile curved her lips. "Well done, Zhang Wu. Report to the inner pavilion tomorrow. You've passed your first 'test'." She sauntered away, leaving him breathless and already hardening at the system's next ping.
[New Target: Outer Disciple Mentor - Approaching. Desire Rising.]
This was just the beginning. The Hehuan Sect was a labyrinth of temptation, and Zhang Wu was its newest prey—or predator.