The inner pavilion buzzed with activity the next morning, cultivators practicing forms under the watchful eyes of mentors. Zhang Wu's body still hummed from the previous day's encounter, the qi points swirling in his dantian like warm liquor. At Qi Condensation Layer 1, he felt stronger, sharper, but the system's relentless notifications kept his mind—and cock—on edge.
[System Update: Daily Scan - 23 MILFs in Vicinity. Prioritize Dual Cultivation for Accelerated Growth. Unclaimed Targets: 22.]
He spotted his assigned mentor near a training platform: Disciple Elder Shen, a woman in her late thirties with a lithe yet curvaceous build, her sect robes tailored to accentuate her narrow waist and full breasts. Her hair was cropped short, practical for combat, but her eyes held a smoldering intensity that made his pulse quicken.
"Zhang Wu?" she called, waving him over. As he approached, her nostrils flared subtly, the system's aura working its magic. "I'm Elder Shen. I'll oversee your foundational training. Your qi feels... potent. Unrefined, but promising."
Her hand clasped his shoulder in greeting, fingers squeezing with unintended firmness. The contact ignited sparks.
[Target: Elder Shen. Desire Level: 35%. Mentor Bond Activated - Reward Multiplier: x1.5.]
Training began with basic stances, but Shen's proximity was torture. She corrected his form by pressing against his back, her breasts molding to his spine, breath hot on his neck. "Straighten your core," she instructed, hand sliding down to his abdomen, dangerously close to his growing bulge.
By midday, sweat slicked their skin, and the pavilion had emptied for lunch. Shen led him to a private meditation chamber, stone walls etched with calming runes. "Rest here. Channel your qi."
But as he sat cross-legged, eyes closed, her presence lingered. He heard her shift, then felt her kneel before him. "Your energy is chaotic," she whispered. "Let me guide it."
[Alert: Desire Level: 80%. Initiation Imminent.]
Her hands parted his robes, exposing his semi-hard cock. She stroked it to full mast, leaning in to lick the tip, savoring the salty pre-cum. "So responsive. This will refine you." Her mouth engulfed him, sucking with rhythmic pulls, cheeks hollowing. Zhang Wu's hands fisted in her hair, thrusting gently into her throat.
She pulled back, stripping her robes to reveal perky tits with dark nipples and a trimmed bush above her slick folds. Straddling him, she sank down, pussy enveloping his length in tight heat. "Ride the qi flow," she moaned, rolling her hips, grinding her clit against his base.
He thrust up, hands mauling her breasts, pinching nipples until she whimpered. Their pace quickened, bodies slapping, her walls rippling as she chased release. "Cum inside me—feed my cultivation!" she demanded.
He obliged, flooding her with seed as she climaxed, pussy spasming. The system chimed.
[Reward: 90 Points (Multiplier Applied). Progress: Qi Condensation Layer 1 (100/100) -> Layer 2 Unlocked.]
Qi surged through him, meridians widening. Shen dismounted, cum dripping from her, a grin on her face. "Lesson one complete. Tomorrow, we advance."
As she left, the system teased: [Sect Master Summoned. High Priority Target.]
Paradise was escalating.