Chương 18: Golden Core
Three flowers and the Immoral Emperor · Pef · 178 chương · ~12 phút đọc · Tạo 31/07/2026
Forming a Core is both very hard and very easy. It's hard because you need to compress your qi into a stable core, and make it tied into the meridian network, without damage. Or if you're someone like Tian, just rest on the bed, swirl your qi a dozen times, then spread the rest of your qi into your meridians. And if your core glows golden afterward, well... it's perfect. I wasn't even worried, to be fair. If I failed at such a low stage, might as well let this world get reset again.
As I opened my eyes, I saw Quinhue look at me in awe.
"You make it look so easy!" she exclaimed in wonder. I nodded and smiled.
"I'll let you drink for free today. I need to reset my cultivation method for a few hours. Have fun!" I allowed with a grin, then closed my eyes to let Tian work his magic. To prepare for my Nascent Soul, I wanted to use a better method, not the trash taught by the Blue Lotus. Master Wushang had worked for 1000 years on this cultivation method, and it served Tian well for the next 5 realms, barely needing minor adjustments to allow for increased power.
He called it some long and flowery name that ended in 'Splitting the Heavens'. I wasn't an idiot though, so Shrouding the Heavens would do. I'm sure the Immortal Lotus will appreciate my modesty. A Yin mist cloud covered my dantian when I was done, allowing me to conceal my true cultivation at need, for now just from Nascent Souls. Flying without a sword would still give some measure of my strength, but without a clear radar return, cultivators would be more cautious.
When I opened my eyes, my wife was still licking my dick like her birthday present, probably because it was a free gift.
"How is it? Taste better? I asked curious. Quinhue nodded with my dick in her mouth, and began slurping loudly. I patted her soft hair and rested, letting my cultivation settle while I cycled a few times. A dozen times faster! Amazing stuff. Sadly, only Na Gong could learn this for now. Without a core, there was nothing to shroud.
"Do you want to use my cultivation method, Quinhue? It is about a dozen times better..." I offered in a kind voice. My wife jumped in my arms, then kissed my neck and face, until she forced her tongue into my mouth. I guess she would. The outer continents were indeed poor, both in resources and knowledge about cultivation. I rolled over and kept Quinhue beneath me, then sneaked a hand into her spring and began teasing her, while my mouth moved lower to conquer her peaks.
The genuine version of this novel can be found on another site. Support the author by reading it there. Quinhue gasped and opened her legs wide, letting me enjoy her body to the fullest.
"You're so good to me, husband!" she realized as my moves became faster, and her breathing sped up too. I turned around and dove face-first into her wet spring, then guided my dick into her hot mouth. It was amazing what a woman in love will let you do... right? My wife moaned around my dick, then gulped hungrily as my milk burst out. I slurped the pure Yin in turn, hoping to get enough for another level.
Sadly, without the Formation being active, our Yin and Yang didn't mesh so perfectly, and I feel short, but the pleasure was greater. No matter. There was time for both. And if my next mission in the Frozen Pavilion worked as well, I could speed up my cultivation again. I needed more women of high realm and pure Yin.
"Ready to go back to your sect?" I asked after sitting down for tea. Quinhue served me a cup, and nodded.
"I just worry my Sect Master will cause problems. Political ones." she said in a wary tone. Well, that was possible too.
"Do you have a good friend in the sect? High realm and virgin?" I asked with no ulterior reason. My wife grimaced for a second.
"You met Fenghue. She brought you over from the slaver camp." she whispered in a strange voice.
"Are you worried about being teased?" I asked with a smile.
"I am worried you will catch her too, and half my milk ratio..." she answered in an envious tone. Ah. She hasn't learned to share yet.
"You realize I have other wives already? And Qin Lin ranks higher than all of you. She is my first..." I said in a stern voice, then sipped my tea.
"You told me... but I guess, I hoped for special privilege." Quinhue said in a sad tone, and blinked at me with tears blurring her pretty eyes.
"I do care about you Quinhue. I told you more about me than anyone else knows. And you can never share that. The forces involved are... karmic. You could get wiped out like a flower in a storm. When you meet Lina I will show you." I whispered into my tea, and sighed.
"Ah. I do have a special privilege. Is it because of my realm?" she asked cheerfully. I nodded.
"You're less likely to be soul searched by another Nascent Soul. And after you ascend... even more." I said in calm voice.
"I did gain two levels in two weeks. It's already amazing. But if I get your method...." she guessed in a happy mood. I grinned.
"So Fenghue... do you want her to join us, or should she stay in the sect, after Soul Transformation?" I asked in a mild voice. Quinhue hesitated for a minute.
"Ideally... but no. Such a strong cultivator will keep the Frozen Pavilion safe, even if the Blood Pact becomes aggressive. And more women like me will be safe. It's for the greater good." she decided with a clear conscience. I sighed inward, but my wife was right. Karma was a bitch.
"It's good news for me, at least. When we're done, I can pluck her flower and she won't ever take another man." I agreed with a scumbag smile.
"Pef Tian! Can you think of anything beside sex? You... beast!" my wife exclaimed in outrage. I stood up and walked in front of her, my dick touching her lips as Quinhue was still sitting down.
"Say that again, my pretty wife. Open your mouth... and say it..." I whispered as I pushed my dick deeper. Her lips opened dutifully, and she licked my dick in silence. I knew it. Words are easy, but when it comes to feelings... I just grabbed her head and began face-fucking the pretty fairy, while she stared at me with love and grievance in her eyes. Such a perfect wife!

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