OwnershipAnd Lianhua's dantian was stabilizing, the influx of refined energy cementing the repairs they'd made earlier, pushing her closer to full Foundation Establishment.
But they had hours to go still. The dragon's power was vast, and it would take time to absorb it all.
Around them, the spiritual tornado intensified. Azure and black energy swirled faster, and now silver moonlight was weaving through the pattern, creating a tri-colored mandala of power that pulsed with each thrust.
Any cultivator seeing this would recognize it as a heaven-defying phenomenon—the kind of thing that announced a new power rising in the world.
But here in Death Valley, hidden from prying eyes, only the dead witnessed the birth of something terrible and beautiful.
PAH PAH PAH PAH!
"AAHHH~!! HHNGH~!! NNNGH~!! HIEEKK~!!"
Her moans had become constant, mixing with the sound of flesh slapping flesh, the wet schlick of his cock pumping her ass, the rustle of energy swirling around them.
He could feel her approaching another orgasm—her fourth? Fifth? Her body was becoming trained to associate this violation with pleasure, her anal walls clenching rhythmically around his shaft.
"Cum for me," he commanded, reaching around to roughly pinch her clit.𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺
"I'M—CUMMING~!! CUMMING~!! AAAAHHHNNNGGGHHHH~~~!!!"
Her whole body convulsed, ass clamping down on his cock so hard he nearly came himself. The orgasm triggered a massive surge in the energy circulation, and he felt his cultivation jump—
Early Qi Condensation → Mid Qi Condensation in an instant.
And Lianhua's aura flared as her damaged dantian finally, 'finally' reached stable Foundation Establishment level.
She'd done it. She was healed.
But he wasn't stopping.
Not until every drop of dragon power was absorbed.
He kept fucking her through her orgasm, through the aftershocks, through her weak whimpers of "too much" and "please" and "I love you."
Kept pounding her ass while moonlight fell on his face, while demonic energy swirled around them like a dark halo, while she cried and moaned and submitted beneath him.
"Such a good wife," he murmured, almost affectionate now. "Taking everything I give you. Growing stronger for me."
"Y-YES~..." Her voice was getting hoarse from screaming. "FOR YOU~... ALWAYS~..."
The moonlight caught her tear-stained face, illuminating her expression of absolute devotion—eyes glazed with pleasure-pain, mouth open in a constant moan, drool sliding down her chin.
She looked like a woman being thoroughly loved by the man she adored.
The reality was so much darker.
He adjusted his grip, one hand moving to grab her throat from behind—not choking, just holding, possessive and controlling.
"Tell me something," he said casually, as if they weren't in the middle of cosmic power absorption through anal sex. "Your sisters. The other wives. Where are they now?"
He felt her stiffen slightly beneath him, confusion breaking through the pleasure haze.
"Wh-what~?" she gasped. "Why—HNGH~!!—do you ask~?"
"Because I want to reunite you," he lied smoothly, punctuating his words with a particularly deep thrust that made her scream. "Want to bring all seven wives together again. Make us a family. But I need to know where to find them."
It made sense in her pleasure-drunk mind. Of course her beloved husband would want to reunite with his other wives, would want to rebuild what was lost.
She had no idea he was asking so he could hunt them down and claim them one by one.
"I—AAHHH~!!—I don't know—HNGH~!!—where they all—NNNGH~!!—are~!!"
"But you know where some are," he pressed, his hand tightening slightly on her throat. "Tell me. Starting with your mother."
Mother. The term of respect elder wives used in polygamous cultivation marriages. The most senior wife, who all others called "mother" or "eldest sister."
Lin Feng's first wife. The strongest of the seven.
Xue Baihe. The half-dragon ice cultivator.
"She—HIEEKK~!!—she went—AAHHH~!!—north~!!" Lianhua sobbed out, unable to resist answering while being fucked like this. "To the—HNGH~!!—Frozen Wastes~!! Hunting—NNNGH~!!—the demon's—AAHHH~!!—remaining forces~!!"
Perfect.
"And the others?" He kept his voice gentle, encouraging, even as he pounded her ass brutally.
"Baihe—HNGH~!!—went north~!! Li Mei—AAHHH~!!—to the temples~!! Chen Ruoxi—HIEEKK~!!—the Blood Mountains~!! I don't—NNNGH~!!—know where—AAHHH~!!—the others—HHNGH~!!—are~!!!"
Each location given between moans and screams, information extracted through pleasure and manipulation.
He had what he needed.
"Thank you, beloved," he murmured, releasing her throat to stroke her hair gently. "You've done so well."
"FOR YOU~!!" she cried, and he felt her approaching another orgasm. "ANYTHING—HNGH~!!—FOR YOU~!!"
The dragon energy had decreased significantly now—they'd absorbed maybe forty percent of the available power. His cultivation was solidly at Mid Qi Condensation and still rising. Lianhua was fully healed, her foundation stable and strengthening with each cycle.
But he wanted it all. Every drop of Tianlong's remaining essence.
So he kept going.
PAH PAH PAH!
"AAHHH~!! HHNGH~!! CUMMING~!! CUMMING AGAIN~!!"
Another orgasm wracked her body, and more power flooded through them both.
Around them, the spiritual tornado reached its peak—a massive pillar of azure, black, and silver energy that connected earth to sky, visible for miles.
In cities and sects across the region, cultivators looked up in shock and fear.
'"What is that?!"'
'"Such power!"'
'"Someone is breaking through! But that energy signature—it's both righteous and demonic!"'
But none of them would investigate. Not tonight. Death Valley's reputation kept even the bravest cultivators at bay.
And here, in the eye of that spiritual storm, Cang Wuhen claimed his first conquest.
Not through love or honor, but through manipulation and domination.
Through her ass, while she cried tears of joy thinking he was her beloved husband.
Through his lies, while she confessed her love and devotion.
Through her own desire for revenge against the very demon who was currently filling her with his cock.
It was poetic. Cruel. Perfect.
He leaned down one more time, his lips brushing her ear, his voice barely a whisper beneath her moans:
"You're mine now, Lianhua. Not Lin Feng's. 'Mine'. And soon, your sisters will be too."
But she didn't hear the words. Too lost in pleasure, too overwhelmed by power, too devoted to notice the darkness in his tone.
She just kept moaning, kept crying, kept confessing her love to a dead man while the monster who killed him fucked her ass and stole everything she had left.
"I LOVE YOU~!! AAHHH~!! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH~!!"