Fu Yilan hurried into the mission pavilion. She had rubbed her eyes to make them slightly red and puffy, making it seem as though she’d been crying. Rushing to Senior Xu’s side, she fell into his embrace and started quietly sobbing.
“Shh, calm down, what’s going on?” he asked. Fu Yilan almost started laughing. He sounded genuinely worried, despite being the reason she was in this mess to begin with.
“Senior Sister Yang. I don’t know what I did to her, but she– she’s being mean to me.” He frowned, seeming disbelieving.
“Sister Yang? Would she do something like that? I almost can’t believe it, a sweet girl like her?”
“She’s been spreading rumors about me. Saying mean things. Can you tell her that I’m only yours, and not some loose girl, available to all?” This seemed like the best she was going to get. After all, she hadn’t actually been beaten, and Senior Xu seemed to like the Senior Sister. “Don’t I belong to you, after all?” She hugged him again, making sure he felt her large chest squeezing against his body. Something started throbbing underneath her.
“Don’t you worry, I’ll talk to her. You’re my personal little slut, after all.” Fu Yilan nodded along enthusiastically. At the moment, that was the role she was playing after all. She started moving back and forth slightly, subtly rubbing against the bulge pressing against her from below. “You needy little fox. Can’t live without me, can you?” Fu Yilan reddened but stayed quiet.
Pulling her along, they walked to the storeroom, where they disrobed. By now, she could get wet on command, and she bent forward against a wall, beckoning him into her. “Please fill me up, Daddy Xu,” she purred. He obliged and rammed his length into her.
“How can I say no to my Yilan. I can’t! Here, I even got you a movement art like I promised!” He slapped her behind with a leather-bound manual. Fu Yilan moaned when he did that, exaggerating it only slightly. Her body was getting more and more sensitive, and the pleasure she was feeling was real. Yang energy flowed into her body smoothly, mixing with her yin, and refining her vessel. The qi that trickled up the roots to her Moonlight Flower got added as well, pushing her closer and closer to the second stage.
The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the storage area as they kept at it. Each thrust made sent waves of pleasure shooting up her spine. Fu Yilan had to admit, that she was starting to enjoy fucking him. He wasn’t appealing to her visually but his yang energy and above-average dick size, combined with her body that was being molded to crave pleasure, made for very enjoyable sex.
Biting her cheek, Fu Yilan caught herself. She was slipping. Slowly, she would truly turn into a pleasure addict, the type of slut Daddy Xu had been training her to be. And why was she even calling him Daddy? He was her disgusting senior, who had assaulted and raped her. He thrust in deep, and those hate-filled thoughts turned slippery. It was as though they were difficult to grasp, some part of her wanting to give herself to the man inside of her.
This martial art was truly devious. It seemed like there was significant risk associated with it. Daddy Xu came and all her worries melted away as his seed poured into her. Warm and pleasantly filling. The Void Lotus drank it all up, letting the energy refine her body further. She was becoming irresistible and losing herself in the process.
By now, Fu Yilan had increased control of her pussy, and let it contract to make it feel as though ripples were running along the dick inside of her, coaxing out every last dribble of cum. It was fun, hearing the man groan behind her, controlling him completely through his dick. He hardened again, and they kept going.
“I can really feel those pleasure arts at work. You been practicing extra diligently for me?”
“Hah, hnn, yess, just for you, so you can feel even better and fill me up more often!” she half moaned, half screamed. Small orgasms were racking her body, and she could feel a big one approaching. Like menacing rainclouds at the end of summer promising a downpour, the dick pistoning in and out promised pleasure greater than she’d felt before. “Yes, ram me harder! Cumming, I’m cumming!!”
The world went white as she crested the peak. Strong arms reached out and held the orgasming beauty steady. Fu Yilan squirted on the floor as her tongue lolled out. Daddy Xu kept on moving, his hips not stopping despite her clenching down on him hard during climax. After all, she was a lot weaker than him. When she came back to her senses, the spasming tightness of her pussy had brought him to orgasm as well, and the sperm, combined with all that concentrated yang energy, sent her over the edge once more.
Setting her down, his last two spurts of semen landed on her lips, and she licked it up, mind not quite there yet. The smell, combined with the pleasure and the Void Lotus Demoness Art’s effects pushed her body even further, making mouth lips more sensitive. There was a lot of yin energy though due to the two heavy orgasms, and a lot of yang energy as well, so it went further. Qi kept trickling up into her Moonlight Flower, but the remaining energy was used to optimize her further into the lustful demoness.
Fu Yilan kept licking up the semen around her lips. It suddenly tasted good. Really good. She reached out for the dick in front of her and started sucking out what remained of his delectable essence. Sucking greedily, she used all the tricks she’d read about to coax another load out of his balls. When she got it, she drank greedily, before her rational brain turned back on. Her pussy was wet, this time from genuine arousal instead of her conscious decision. The yang energy had increased control over all sexual organs, asshole included, for whatever reason. Not that she’d ever use it.
“Thank you for taking my mind off things”, she said before rushing off. She had to get away from him quickly. He appeared next to her with his movement technique. Right, the manual.
“You forgot something,” he said, and handed it over. Then with a smack on her ass that sent butterflies through her stomach, he rushed ahead.
Fu Yilan took a few moments to steady herself again, leaning on a few large crates. This was dangerous. Both mind and body seemed like they weren’t her own. It was terrifying, seeing herself react to stimuli in ways she didn’t want to. All because of this accursed body formation art. She let her fingers comb through her hair, pulling it against her scalp. It let her calm down a bit. No more seduction before she hadn’t gotten a handle of things.
In her room, she sat on her bed, meditating on her body and mind. She was looking at the Void Lotus Demoness Art with new eyes. The word Demoness should have told her to be more careful, but the possibility of a path out of her powerlessness, right when she needed it most, had made it seem like a gift from the heavens. Rereading it with her different mindset made parts jump out at her that had previously seemed unimportant.
Some changes to her body? When he’d been fucking her, she would have done everything for him. Combining her yin energy and his yang energy to increase her strength? To increase the amount of yin energy she released, her body would have to be made more sensitive. Seemingly without an upper limit. Now, even her tongue and throat felt pleasure from giving head, and the taste of cum made her wet. She couldn’t keep going like this.
There didn’t seem to be a solution in the manual. Maybe the previous cultivator of this art hadn’t been a peerless master after all. Maybe she had been a pleasure-seeking whore, always on the hunt for a man to fill her up. Killing someone like her had probably been child’s play. Fu Yilan cursed herself, her stupidity, her desperation.
The way the Void Lotus Demoness Art was interacting with her body wasn’t how it did in the manual though, she noticed. For one, it had connected to her cultivation method, presumably thanks to her physique. She tried pushing qi down into it and it worked, making some of the white glowing roots spreading out across the surface of her lake dim and look hollow. She didn’t have any yang energy within her at the moment though to try out her theory, but she already had an idea for that.
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Fu Yilan felt like the air was stale below the clouds, separating the high-qi environment on the mountain to the regular levels below. It was amusing how quickly she had gotten used to the air up top, making the air she’d been breathing all her life feel worse. Now that she was below the clouds, she quickly found the Horned Spikewort. It was funny how easy it was getting the required number. Making sure the leaves and root were undamaged, she carefully laid them side by side in her bag and took a swig of water from her gourd.
Instead of heading up the mountain though, she descended further, until she found a lone gatherer in his late thirties, combing through the forest for valuable herbs. He might have been some sort of apothecary, but she could only guess. When he noticed Fu Yilan, he bowed deep, hands cupped in front of his sternum.
“How can I help the esteemed cultivator?” he asked, not daring to look up. Once again, she was reminded of the status she had gained with those she had once dreamed of learning from.
Fu Yilan let her robes fall to the floor, showing her perfect body to the mortal man in front of her. “Undress, I need to test something.” The face of the man went beet red, but he complied, not hesitating, rather, expectant. Of course he was, all men were the same.
She pushed him to the soft forest floor, moss underneath them. His dick was already erect, and he was breathing quick, fear and excitement evident in his eyes. It was probably every man’s dream to have an immortal fairy come from the mountains and want to bed them. Fu Yilan realized that she hadn’t even asked the name of the man whose dream she was fulfilling. She found she didn’t care. He was a test subject after all.