Concealed by Hanxing's talisman, the green Winds of Degradation rolling out of Xiao Hu's dantian rose to cover the Tower of Harmonious Bliss. So potent was their stench that even the earth-grade talisman failed to conceal it all, enabling Xinzi to smell the degeneration that Xiao Hu went through. Needless to say, the monk didn't care. As she fell, Xiao Hu's cultivation rose, leading her to become a more valuable sword.
For now, our monk focused on Chun Xu, who slammed her hips down, skewering her cunt on his meat with reckless abandon. Despite the mobility issues that the lotus position brought forth, Xinzi matched Chun Xu's thrusts, moving and rotating his hips with a flexibility at odds with his herculean frame. "Aaaah…bastard monk…yess…ooooh! This…is what I've always wanted!" The Sword Fairy's moans rocked the walls. Her eyes sparkled in carnal bliss, steadily enabling lustful instincts to take over the mind and control the body.
Chun Xu's blissful moans were daggers to Xiao Hu's heart. Was this the goddess she used to look up to? Nonsense! How was this a fairy? Clearly, this was a whore brought straight out of a brothel to melt in Xinzi's arms and satisfy his cravings! Then again, what use was there in blaming Chun Xu when her own emotions and desires had turned into this disastrous mess? There was no point anymore. She didn't have the right. Perhaps it was time to accept reality for what it was and surrender to this perverse fate. Here, the Winds of Degradation broke through another level, and her willpower exhausted, Xiao Hu lowered her head.
"Stick your tongue out." Unable to witness Xiao Hu's mental collapse, Xinzi gave Chun Xu another order. She obliged willingly, letting her lips part, and her tongue stick towards the monk's mouth—grazing it with slow, teasing motions. Amused, Xinzi pushed his lips against Chun Xu's tongue, at first kissing, then sucking on it while his hands moved up her back and untied her dudou. The Sword Fairy's silky-red bodice fell onto her hips. Stray shots of Chun Xu's juices leaked as Xinzi's cock plowed through her insides, staining the dudou. Rocked by the mating, the underwear fell to the side, leaving only the drenched red panties to cover the Sword Fairy's luscious body.
With Xinzi and Chun Xu at the center, a glowing taiji diagram took shape, flickering and rotating at a moderate pace as the mating pair let their bodies mesh. The diagram congealed into a stable shape. Black and white swords took off, marking the first-level of the Yin-Yang Sword Array. Here, Xinzi and Chun Xu's dual cultivation speed skyrocketed. The techniques rotating in their dantian seemed elevated by the array's addition, and as her cunt pumped Xinzi's cock, Chun Xu could feel more Spiritual Drops form in her dantian.
One, two…ten? It didn't matter. By now, more concerned with achieving a perfect fusion with Xinzi's body, the Sword Fairy had forgotten the primary objective of this cultivation session: breakthroughs. Thankfully, this desire to meld stayed in tune with the array, forcing Chun Xu to maintain the operation of her yin revolution.
In full control of this session, Xinzi kept one hand on Chun Xu's back, stroking it with tender care while he brought the other to her tits, kneading, stroking and teasing at will. "Oooh…mhmm…mhmm!" The first of Chun Xu's new series of moans had barely left her lips that Xinzi moved forward, silencing her with an impromptu kiss. The Sword Fairy's eyes trembled, her body grew weak, and her eyes glazed over—rocked by an intense orgasm.
Most practitioners of the Yin-Yang Sword Array would need days to reach the first level. Xinzi and Chun Xu had blitzed past that barrier in minutes, and according to their revolution speed, they wouldn't stop there tonight. Pushing on his wobbly partner, while still keeping his cock warm in her gripping cunt, Xinzi led the Sword Fairy on her back, lifting her legs and resting them against his shoulders. One hand slid up Chun Xu's glowing body, brushing past her her tits to lay on her lips. Again, the Sword Fairy foresaw an invitation, but before Xinzi gave the actual order, she dared not execute.
"Suck on them while I plunder your insides and fill you to the brim with my seed." The order came without delay, making Chun Xu's cunt clench uncontrollably. "Hnn." She whimpered in response, then pulled Xinzi's fingers into her lips. By now, the initial defiance that Chun Xu challenged Xinzi with had vanished. Perhaps it'd return on another day, but in the moment, obedience took over. "Good girl," Xinzi said as Chun Xu licked and nibbled on his fingers. Though spoken without second thoughts, the words made the Sword Fairy feel like a pet in her doting master's hands. Her cunt clenched further, forcing small hissing sounds from Xinzi's lips.
Pulling back, the monk helped the Sword Fairy's love tunnels stretch and readjust to his length, spreading her with slow, measured thrusts and drawing small whimpers as he went back and forth. The walls echoed the pair's mating, making loud squishy sounds resonate throughout the room and add to their lust.
Chun Xu's walls had relaxed again, her suckling intensified, and as Xinzi stared into her dark-brown eyes, he could sense an urgency, a pleading call—begging him to drive faster home. Never one to leave a beauty hanging, Xinzi picked up the pace, letting his base nature guide the rest of the session.
Flesh smacking flesh, loud pounding sounds and unrestrained groans filled the room as our monk crammed his fairy's hole with his eager meat-slab.
Aware that she could no longer handle his fingers, Xinzi removed them from Chun Xu's lips, less she bit them to blood. Rocked with each thrust, her tits bounced up and down. Her tongue hanged at the left-end of her lips, and her arms sprawled on the ground, another sign for Xinzi to slam his way home.
"Ooooh…ooooh…ohhh!" The monk's meat tensed up at this spectacle, and with one last grunt, he unloaded his demonic seed in Chun Xu's hole.
The mating wouldn't stop here. So long as the array rotated and their bodies held on, the pair had to press on and make use of this opportunity to cultivate the Yin-Yang Array to the highest level they could on first try. Shifting Chun Xu to her side, Xinzi grabbed her right leg, realigning his cock with its target before resuming the pounding.
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While Chun Xu and Xinzi spent days of bliss in the Tower of…you know, Harmonious Bliss, deep within the Endless Sea's most noble palace, a slender woman sat on a large platinum throne. Shrouded by golden curtains and elevated by stairs, the woman's throne stood above a larger one—one crafted in divine materials that only the top two clans of the Great Desolation world had access to: the Taiyang and Hengye.
Needless to say, as we're now deep in Endless Sea territory, this shrouded woman belongs to the top brass of the Hengye clan. More specifically, she is the top brass—the Regent of the Eternal Night and current leader of the Hengye clan: Hengye Yuemi. While the golden curtains covered her face, a long-sleeved black dress hid the rest, barely giving men a glance at her neck, which shone with divine light.
In the throne room where Hengye Yuemi currently held office, rows of men and women knelt. Their pale-white skins shone with the same divine light, a light that even their dark robes couldn't restrain. All kept their cultivation bases in check, but a simple probe from the top experts of this world would enable them to see that…the weakest of this lineup stood at the peak of Supreme Clarity.
As for those at the forefront—the men that knelt right underneath the empty throne—every single one of them had reached…the Immortal Realm!
This was the gap, the gap between the minor forces of this world and those at the very top. A gap that the likes of Hanxing and Zi Yao couldn't even begin to comprehend. Dongli, Yanzhou, it didn't matter. The Hengye clan only had one word to say and they'd vanish long before the Central Domain could muster a counter-attack. Likewise, the great majority of the Endless Sea's forces couldn't survive a sneeze of the Taiyang clan.
"It has been twelve years, twelve years since My Venerable Self sent Zhen'er to the Dongli state—to him. Till now, Zhen'er has not reported any progress in the recovery of the Records of the Eternal Night. Twelve years might not mean anything to us Divine Spirits, but for my little boy, who has only experienced a mortal shell for 18 years to not even consider reporting anything to me…worries me deeply." Whenever Hengye Yuemi referred to Xinzi as "my little boy," from top to bottom, the Hengye clan shivered. Yet, they dared not challenge the term, for Yuemi's authority came from up above.
"The Records are important, but Zhen'er even more. We cannot allow him to stray from the correct path and follow in Hengye Wuxin's footsteps. In three days, after Baxian returns from his mission, the third, fifth, seventh, ninth and twelfth elders will depart for the Dongli state and bring me back my boy. I want to see for myself what has become of him."
"As you command, Lord Regent!" Following Hengye Yuemi's words, the concerned elders bowed in compliance.