Chương 37: Face slapping

I didn't force myself to the limit, using only 5 jets on milk inside Fenghue, before switching on Quinhue and coming a few times in her mouth. Better not let myself carried away and get my balls drained completely and be in pain. This was a job for fun, right? Anyway, I returned with my dick inside Fenghue's mouth as the Formation ended its run, and reluctantly drew myself out when she opened her eyes.

"How do you feel, my dear? Any pain?" I asked gently while tucking my dick back in the pants. The Nascent Soul fairy drew a deep breath, and grimaced.

"I feel a bit better, Pef Tian. Can I sleep here? I don't want to move right now." I smiled and leaned to kiss her forehead.

"Quinhue, you stay with your sick friend. I'll take my wives on a tour of the sect with Sakura." I said with an easy voice, then walked outside, where my wives were still doing the split, and looked quite in pain. Good training though. I took out a healing pill for each, and looked around. Instead of Sakura, the Sect Master of the Frozen Pavilion appeared in front of me.

"Pef Tian... your methods are unorthodox, to put it mildly."

"Sect Master, I would offer you tea, but women have threatened suicide after trying my tea. Sakura being the latest one." I offered with a kind voice, and pointed at an empty table in my courtyard. The old woman sighed and sat down in front of me.

"That was... the most strange way I was ever invited to sit down for tea."

"Make her some tea, Pef Tian. A Nascent Soul might survive..." Na Gong advised me from the side. The Venerable sighed and glanced at my Core Realm wife with a sad look.

"How is Fenghue?" she asked instead.

"She just fell asleep. We will need to continue her treatment for 10 days or so, because I'm too weak. On the other hand... I did gain a few levels from the experience, so I guess good deeds do get big rewards." I spoke politely but with a tired voice.

"I heard my Venerables' report, Pef Tian. A monster like Teshan... we got away easy this time. And we even destroyed his lair and corpse pit. However..." she spoke a bit harshly. I sighed inward. Of course. Politics.

"Yes, Sect Master? You have other sick women in the sect? You want my pills?" I asked curious, dodging the wealth question.

"... My sect is not rich, Pef Tian. We can't even afford Tier 3 pills. And while Quinhue was evasive on what you found, I know it must be a rich plunder." the Sect Master spoke in a cold voice. I already knew that. This continent was indeed very poor.

"That's not true at all, Sect Master. Your sect is simply working with poor management methods. You buy slave girls. You ignore talent for rich girls who don't train and never form their Core. Your loyal disciples go out on missions and never return, captured by rapists or cannibals. Instead, your sect is filled with spies and gossip. It's a wonder you ever managed to produce someone like Quinhue or Fenghue." I said in a gloomy voice, and saw the Sect Master recoil as if struck in the face.

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"You are indeed an honest man. Just speaking and doing anything you want." the old Venerable muttered in a sad voice.

"Be patient, Sect Master. I will be around for a few years, and help you fix your sect. Money is a good starting point as well. I need to see what you have, then figure out how to sell it for 100 times more. Until then, take this." I offered the life extension pill.

"A few more years... it won't do much for my old body, Pef Tian." the woman spoke as a mild thanks after glancing at the pill with bored eyes.

"Of course not. It's a Tier 3 pill, meant for a Core Elder with little lifespan left. Someone who will guide the White Stars for the next 50 years. I don't know your sect's techniques, but a Core Elder would." I demanded in a harsh voice. The old woman mused under her veil for a minute.

"You really think your young stars are worth it? This Tier 3 pill could sell for 20000 spirit stones." she said while examining the baby pill.

"I can make more pills like that. Dark Father Teshan had a few interesting projects going in his lair, including this life extension one. He never managed to make Tier 4 pills, but I will. I just need some time. Maybe 3 years." I spoke with supreme confidence. The 3 years bet was Tian's favorite. He never lost. The old woman sighed.

"Tea would have been nice right now. So, you ran away from the Blue Lotus?" she asked instead.

"I don't want that mind-controlling lotus in my head, Sect Master. Na Gong... she remembers things now, meetings she never went to, reports she never wrote. Including her marriage with me being considered a fun game to watch. She told the old guys everything..." I grumbled like a young man in love.

"... Could have been much worse, but I see your point, young hero. Don't worry, while in this sect you are safe. We already owe you a lot, and might need your help again. Just... be more discrete. Don't slap our faces with your young dick... in public." the Sect Master spoke in a joking voice, then vanished. Right. Cultivators valued their face. Dignity. I might have crossed the line... in public. Of course the Nascent Soul kept watch on the training I was doing in my yard.

I would pay attention too, if a stranger came to train a dozen young disciples, and was doing weird stuff. Like dick slapping young women on the face. Anyway. I turned my head as Sakura entered the yard.

"Sakura, tomorrow I will need 13 solid beds and some leather ropes. Enough to hold 8th level women." I said with a faint smile. Sakura sighed aloud and slapped her face.

"Indoor training?" she asked with a defeated voice. I nodded in agreement. A wife should understand her husband best.

"... We don't get our own beds?" Jin asked, for a friend.

"Beds for my wives too. Might as well give them the same training." I said to Sakura who just nodded wisely.

"Sisters, let's go out and explore the sect." Sakura added with her Elder voice, then wrapped her veil back on. I followed them as well, floating a palm over the ground to train my qi control. We went to see all the nice places, halls and library, even a Water Forge and a strange garden with ice grass that tasted like lemon. I invented iced lemonade on the spot! Thousands of Frozen disciples stared after me, likely amazed at my flying abilities. Or maybe because I was the only man around. That could be it too.

Who knows?