Chương 94: Milk maid

Slap! Slap, slap... Jin bounced in my lap, her long legs dressed in blue stockings wrapped around my hips. We alternated the hard and soft love weeks, just to keep the marriage interesting. Jin still had a lot of training to do, but after today she will be in late-stage Foundation realm as well. If nothing went wrong, all of my early wives should reach Core Realm before I left, and with a Golden Core their future would be safe... for a time.

Gema was now nominated as my bed assistant, taking care of cleaning, changing sheets, serving wine or tea, and in general acting as my maid. A million young women in Qi Gathering realm would sell a tit or two for the chance of being a Venerable's bed toy and learn true cultivation. My new maid wasn't as happy with her job, but sometimes life gives you balls. For other people in particular, I was doing fine.

Jin moaned softly and hugged me as her dew spilled out again, and I just floated on a clean bed to keep going, while Gema sighed and started cleaning my mess. Considering that I paid her in precious milk, she should be much happier.

"Keep going, my love. A dozen times more. I know you can do it..." I whispered to my wife, and Jin let out a tired groan.

"Milk brains... my body is going to break." she pleaded with glazed eyes, then continued bouncing and rubbing her perky breasts on my chest.

"If we do it twenty times more, then yes, you might break. A dozen times is fine, Elder Sister. I'll let you drink milk again, if you last thirteen times..." I added with a sly grin. My wife moaned and kept slapping her ass into my lap.

"For free milk... I can do it." Jin decided instantly and bounced more vigorously. Gema shook her head, and focused back on her Lotus Scripture, changing warm up positions every 10 minutes to train flexibility at the same time. Jin ignored the young assistant to focus on marital duties, and gave me a loving kiss, which lasted almost 5 minutes until the wet spring overflowed again. I turned her around, her back resting on my chest so I could bully and fondle her boobs while she bounced. Slap, slap...

the sound of Yin and Yang mingling was perhaps the best thing a man could hear, followed by the lamentations of my enemies' women. I should visit the Gu clan again, tomorrow. Hear those lamentations again. Watch the old Gu Ancestor in despair, as I used his clan as my personal breeding camp. And decades later, compare the fairy kids with the Gu kids, and see the difference. Maybe Teshan was only misunderstood, since Mei came out pretty much perfect. What if he only boiled the defective kids in the Emerald Cauldron?

Food for thought. And perhaps not only for thought. Any cultivation path had good and bad sides, but could lead to the peak, eventually. Alchemy, Dual cultivation, the Sword, maybe even Talismans and Formations. Why not blood magic? I still preferred Dual cultivation of course. Much more pleasant and relaxing, like right now. But finding and seducing high realm women was a problem.

This kind of floating meditation also helped, since I didn't need most of my higher brain functions to hold my wife in my lap while she bounced. In fact, such functions were a bit redundant and best used to plan ahead.

"Thirteen! Hah. Damn... I need that tasty milk, hubby!" Jin begged and laid herself in the bed, mouth open to receive my blessing. Gema blushed for no reason, and sneaked a peek as I used my wife a milkdump, fulfilling Jin's sweet womanly desires and my marital duty.

"All warmed up, my willow? Form a bridge and come taste some milk too!" I told my milk maid, who eagerly flipped herself backwards to take my dick in a handstand bridge, showing off her flexibility. The narrative has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the infringement. Jin peeked a tired eye at my maid, then sighed and drifted to sleep. I did tire Jin a lot today, but it was good training for stamina and general body resistance. Like running a marathon, I suppose.

But without leaving the bed, and much more pleasant. Gema did her best to sustain the bridge, but after a few minutes she began to slip and glide deeper, taking my dick into her throat by pure gravity assist. I grabbed her throat to enjoy the exquisite Willow meridian for a minute, then released my milk into a fountainhead stream, helping the willow maid grow.

After cleaning and licking all the spilled milk, Gema sat in a lotus stance and ran my Profound-grade cultivation method, digesting the Venerable milk into her meridians. A feeling of rustling leaves, and her cultivation climbed another level. Plants were so unfair, compared to regular humans. Almost no cultivation blocks, just proper nourishment and growth. And while this wouldn't work forever, as long as someone would provide her the right resources, Gema will keep on growing.

Not that much different from me, in hindsight. This milkman physique of mine worked similarly, feeding on female dew and milk, and growing much too fast. The Dao really plays favorites. Gema opened her eyes and clenched a fist.

"I gained a level just now, Pef Tian! Maybe it wasn't such a bad job, working as your milk maid. Can we do this every day?" she asked with a hopeful voice, like any cultivator hugging the strong thigh to climb in the Heavens.

"We will do this a lot for a few months, to help you grow. Afterward, you will join a star group and kill criminals for money, and pay for your milk, like every other disciple. These thirsty fairies would drain me dry if the milk was free... and they still almost manage to do that. I feel a bit exploited." I complained like a proper victim. Gema sighed and came to kiss my balls, showing care for the source of her future power.

"I bet they do. Milk wasn't supposed to taste so good, or grant women extra cultivation levels. No wonder you have some many wives... and concubines... and baby mamas... and milk maids." Gema whispered as her ears blushed for no reason. Taking advantage of her loving affection, I grabbed my balls and shoved them in Gema's mouth.

"Massage please. My work day is just beginning." I said with an abused teenager voice. Gema nodded and began slurping gently, while doing round things with her flexible tongue. Amazing! I mentally checked my day schedule, an hour of alchemy, then talismans, lunch with Fenghue, check on Gen in the kitchens, bully Gen for an hour, visit my baby mamas for parental bonding, then finish the day by repairing the Foundations of a few more disciples.

End my evening in bed, supping on pure Yin from my ice fairies while the Yin-Yang formation increased our cultivation. Tomorrow would be Lina's day. We shall see if she wants soft or hard love. I was fine with both, unless I got extremely horny and had to bring Nana and Zhen to sate my lust. A few broken beds were worth it.

"Thanks, Gema. Clean up and go to a training ground. Don't wake Jin..." I asked as my balls felt good again. Two rapid steps and I entered the Alchemy Hall, to advise the hopeless alchemist Elders, then observe Quinhue and other Venerables train with Tier 2 pills, before moving to my own room to make some real hard pills. The Tier 3 Regeneration was hard enough, but the Core Ignition pills were even worse.

Without a blessing from the Dao, I wouldn't get a Supreme-grade pill, even after the Dark Cauldron was cleaned up and looked like a mostly burned-bronze pot.

"Do you need a pure ice fairy to clean you, Dark Cauldron? Maybe using her fair feet dressed in white stockings? Perform well, I can make it happen. The Dark Lord has spoken!" I promised the reluctant black pot. At least it wasn't a kettle. I rubbed my palms for luck, and started my dark work. A precious Tier 3 beast vertebra, a couple of rare herbs, a drop of my milk, and lots of spirit focus. The Dark Cauldron made groaning metallic sounds as it expanded under heat, then a Ding!

sound as the pill was compressed successfully. I peeked under the lid. Three Supreme-grade Regeneration pills! For 10 minutes of dark work, I made about 80000 spirit stones in profit, after sales. Not bad. Since this wasn't a failure, no need for push-ups. Just another hands rub, and four lizard large vertebras plus the customary expensive herbs, and a few drops of lotus milk. More focus this time. Pef Tian never fails... right? After 11 minutes of tense work, a popcorn sound and 19 Supreme-grade pills popped out.

I still got it!

"Good job, Dark Cauldron. Keep up the good work, and I'll use you to make Ice Wine one day. No promises, but it is a possibility. You could get to taste the divine, so it's something." I praised the black pot for not failing, then started on the next set of pills. The Core Ignition. I had proof of concept. I had a field test where a woman actually got a Golden Core with a low-grade pill. I even suspected that high-grade pills would not kill the user at failure, but I needed more enemies to test that.

Somehow, I kept running out of enemies. Must be doing something wrong. Did I kill them too fast? And otherwise turning their women into dick-worshiping milk-gobblers. Being too efficient had problems too. Why was I so good? Ding! I checked the Dark Cauldron with hope. Two low grade Ignition pills! Two! It's only half your fault, Dark Cauldron. My mind wandered a second. I'll do 200 pushups as penance, then we start again...