Chương 39: This is the way

The last day of healing, Fenghue looked much better, and I remained inside her even after the Formation ended, my dick feeling perfect inside her Yin spring. Quinhue was also here, embracing her friend from the other side, and using a free hand to caress my ass.

"Hey. Check your body first." I spoke gently, and kissed Fenghue's forehead, then just waited.

"..." the Nascent Soul ran her internal diagnostics, then sighed.

"Fully healed, my young hero. And I gained a cultivation level too." the ice fairy said with a soft voice, then drew me close for a long kiss. My dick sprang back to action, having one more shot left for today. And it was already in position. I sneaked a hand to measure and fondle a boob, the C-size breast filling my palm perfectly.

"The medical work is done, patient is stable and a bit horny." I said in a wry voice.

"... Do it one more time, Pef Tian. And use me well. Quinhue, give us the room please. This is basically my first time... despite being 101st in medical terms." Fenghue whispered and moved gently, gliding into me like slipping on warm ice.

"Scumbag, flower thief! Don't ruin her..." Quinhue grumbled and patted my ass, before dressing at speed and vanishing.

"Feeeling better then? Nothing out of place? Objects poking your organs..." I continued in a half-joking voice. Fenghue flipped me down, and began riding me while kissing my neck. Her soft breasts rubbed on my chest with every move. Her silk and ice spring embraced my dick like a mother loves her child. My hands moved by themselves, from her knees to her ass and back, and I just closed my eyes to enjoy my just reward.

"You're so perfect, Fenghue... Quinhue misses a lot by staying virgin. My only virgin wife..." I whispered as my fairy moved her kisses on my chin and cheeks. Her spring gushed and she shuddered like a flower being shaken by a storm. My dick remained hard and valiant, even as Fenghue slid off, and made a nest at my chest, then used her hand to measure and caress my body, and my balls in particular.

"Men are ugly... disgusting even. Smell bad, speak rudely..." she complained while fondling my precious balls. Was this some kind of therapy?

"I know. I wouldn't ever fuck a man. Bleh. Women are soft and gentle. Pretty flowers... most of them." The story has been illicitly taken; should you find it on Amazon, report the infringement. Fenghue laughed.

"Hah, Pef Tian... you're so funny. If I haven't lived for so long, and seen what men can do, if I was naive and young..." she added in a loving voice.

"And you haven't seen the worst yet, Fenghue. Men are much worse than that. My parents raised me well, and I am still not perfect. But those clans... they treat women like slaves, or worse. You must be stronger. A blinding sun to my White Stars. In cultivation too, but most importantly in your mind." I said in Tian's voice. Fenghue felt the difference instantly.

"That's the steel in your soul. Sharp like a sword. Slapping our faces to wake us up." she said with an admiring voice.

"Quinhue thinks you can make it, reach Soul Transformation and lead your sect for 10000 years. I know better: your mind is not strong enough. You will fail and your soul will shatter." I spoke with sad tone, looking at the ceiling.

"... What? Why? If you stay here for a year..." Fenghue exclaimed in outrage.

"Cultivation levels are easy. Ascensions are not. There is a way, but you won't like it." I said with a grim voice. Fenghue grabbed my dick, and her voice became more forceful.

"Say it!"

"You must harden yourself. By killing, mostly. And not with ice and distance like you do now. Rip their spines out with your hand. Crush their skulls. Stomp them into the ground, break their bones... your soul must transform." I spoke with Tian's knowledge. Fenghue hugged me tight and sobbed.

"You're right, Pef Tian. I don't like it. Get out now... I don't want you to see me cry." she sobbed and I dressed and left. Tian's methods were brutal, but they did work. Quinhue had made tea and poured me a cup as I stepped outside my marriage room.

"All done?" she asked with a bit of worry.

"She is healed, but crying. Kicked me out." I said with a shrug, and sipped the tea. Much better than my bitter one. Maybe my wives were right. I should stick to my milk, at least they loved that taste.

"You made a Venerable cry. That's a new achievement. We are supposed to control our emotions at this realm. Must be your secret talent." Quinhue noted in a wry tone.

"I want my White Stars to conduct a mission. Take them into a city, and make them kill mortal criminals in their dens. With their bare hands. Kicks are allowed too." I said with a faint smile.

"..." Quinhue looked at me with a frown.

"How many?" she asked with a grin tone.

"At least 100, each. And they have to bring me the eyes." I added with a wink.

"The Frozen Pavilion doesn't operate like this..." Quinhue began to say, when her sister sat at the table and drank her tea.

"I will do it. And if I find cultivators among them, I will kill them with my bare hands. Is that good enough, brave hero?" Fenghue asked in a cold voice.

"No. You can kill 100 mortals too. Are you weaker in your mind than a White Star? Power brings responsibility, and cultivators are powerful. More powerful cultivators..." I said with a teasing voice. Quinhue glanced at her changed sister.

"Maybe I should go too." she said as help.

"Nah. We're going inside to cultivate. Don't forget to bring me the eyes, Fenghue. Plucked by your own fingers. Also, wear chainmail, all of you. My healing isn't cheap." I spoke with a 'come over' nod towards Quinhue. A minute later, I was back drinking her pure Yin, while Quinhue slurped on my dick, and fondled my ass. This is the way.