Tang San Is Also Here?!
19: chapter 19 : Real Fun with Maids, and…
Tang San Is Also Here?!
Chapter 19: Real Fun with Maids, and…
Tang San Is Also Here?!
Tian stood in the center of his bed chamber, the soft glow of spirit lanterns casting warm shadows across the silk-draped walls.
His maids—all forty of them—had assembled before him, their eyes wide as they took in his transformed appearance.
The adorable young master they had served for years was gone.
In his place stood a man.
Six feet tall.
Broad shoulders.
A face sculpted by the heavens.
Horns of grey-gold that could appear and vanish at will.
And eyes—those terrifyingly beautiful Eyes of Time and Reincarnation—that now held a hunger that made every woman in the room shiver.
“Young Master…” Long Jin breathed, her blue eyes tracing the lines of his new body.
“You’re so…” “Handsome,” Long Rui finished, her husky voice uncharacteristically breathless.
“Get naked,” Tian commanded, his deep baritone sending shivers down their spines.
“All of you.” Not a single maid hesitated.
Robes slipped from shoulders.
Silk pooled on the floor like fallen clouds.
One by one, forty beautiful women revealed bodies that could make goddesses weep with envy.
Full breasts with nipples already pebbling in the cool air.
Narrow waists that flared into wide, inviting hips.
Long legs that seemed to go on forever.
Round, plump rear ends that bounced slightly with every movement.
Long Jin’s body was the image of gentle beauty—her golden hair cascading over shoulders that curved into full, heavy breasts topped with pale pink nipples.
Her waist was slender, her hips flared, and the golden triangle of hair between her thighs was neatly trimmed.
Long Rui’s body was her sister’s mirror yet distinctly her own—her pale gold hair sleek and straight, her breasts slightly fuller, her curves a touch more pronounced.
Her nipples were a darker rose, and her eyes held a sharp, hungry edge as she gazed at her young master.
The other maids were equally breathtaking.
Sister Lin’s forest-green hair framed a body of generous curves.
Sister Mei’s sunset-orange locks cascaded over breasts that were the largest of all.
Sister Yu’s athletic frame was lean but feminine, with toned thighs and a rear so round it seemed sculpted.
Every body type was represented—slender and graceful, mature and voluptuous, athletic and powerful, petite and delicate.
And every single woman was wet.
The scent of feminine arousal filled the chamber like the sweetest perfume.
Pussy juice glistened on inner thighs.
Nipples stood erect and aching.
Breath came in soft, eager gasps.
Then Tian disrobed.
The maids gasped as one.
Several stumbled backward.
Sister Mei pressed her hand to her mouth.
Long Jin’s eyes went so wide they seemed about to pop.
Long Rui—stoic, unshakeable Long Rui—let out a sound that was somewhere between a whimper and a moan.
Tian’s cock stood erect, hard as immortal jade, thick as a woman’s wrist, and long enough to make even the most experienced cultivator’s mouth go dry.
Thirty centimeters of rigid, pulsing flesh, crowned with a head that glistened with a bead of golden-pink precum.
The Indestructible Golden Cock, enhanced by the Immortal Kidneys and the Primordial Dragon Body, was a weapon of mass pleasure.
“Who’s first?” Tian asked, his voice a low rumble.
Long Jin stepped forward without hesitation.
“I am, Young Master.
I’ve waited the longest.” Tian’s smile was warm but hungry.
“Come here, Jin.” He pulled her into his arms and captured her lips in a deep, devouring kiss.
Slurp.
Slurp.
The wet sounds of their mouths meeting filled the chamber.
His tongue slid past her lips and tangled with hers, tasting the sweetness of the spirit fruits she had eaten earlier.
Her body melted against his, her massive breasts pressing against his chest, her nipples hard as pebbles against his skin.
His hands found her breasts.
They were so full, so warm, so impossibly soft.
He kneaded them like dough, his fingers sinking into the plush flesh.
Then he found her nipples—those pale pink buds—and pinched.
“Ahhh~!” Long Jin’s moan was high and breathy, her back arching, her chest pressing harder into his hands.
“Young Master~!” The Maiden Calamity Body pulsed.
Tian’s touch carried pleasure beyond normal sensation—every caress was magnified tenfold, every pinch sent lightning bolts of ecstasy straight to her core.
Her pussy, already wet, began to drip.
Her juices ran down her thighs in thin rivulets.
The other maids watched with glazed eyes.
Their hands moved unconsciously—some cupping their own breasts, others sliding between their thighs to rub their aching clits.
The pheromones Tian’s body now produced—a side effect of the Primordial Dragon Body—acted like the most powerful aphrodisiac in existence.
Their bodies burned.
Their minds grew hazy with lust.
They wanted.
They needed.
“Young Master,” Sister Mei whimpered, her fingers circling her clit desperately, “please…
let us watch…
let us learn…” “Watch all you want,” Tian growled.
“You’ll all get your turn.” He lifted Long Jin effortlessly—ten million jin of strength made her weightless—and carried her to the massive bed at the center of the chamber.
He laid her down on the silk sheets, her golden hair spreading around her like a halo.
Her legs fell open, revealing her dripping pussy—pink and wet and ready.
“Please, Young Master,” she breathed.
“I’ve dreamed of this for so long…” Tian positioned himself between her thighs.
The head of his cock pressed against her entrance, stretching her folds.
She was so tight, so wet, so ready.
And then he thrust.
“AHHHHH~!” Long Jin’s scream of pleasure echoed through the chamber.
“So deep~!
Young Master, you’re so deep inside me~!” He began to move.
Each thrust was powerful and steady, his massive cock sliding in and out of her tight pussy with wet, obscene sounds.
Schlick.
Schlick.
Schlick.
The squelching of her juices filled the room, accompanied by her lewd, breathless moans.
“It feels so good~!” she cried, her hands clutching the sheets.
“Young Master’s cock is stretching me so perfectly~!
I can feel it in my womb~!
Ahhh~!
Fuck me harder~!
Please, fuck your loyal maid harder~!” Tian’s hands roamed her body as he fucked her.
He groped her breasts, squeezing the soft flesh, pulling and twisting her nipples until she screamed.
He leaned down and captured one nipple in his mouth, sucking hard while his hips never stopped moving.
Slurp.
Slurp.
He switched to the other breast, giving it the same attention, while his hand slid down to pinch her clit.
“Ahhh~!
Young Master~!
I’m—I’m going to—I’m CUMMING~!” Her pussy convulsed around his cock, her inner walls clamping down like a vice.
Her back arched off the bed.
Her eyes rolled back.
Her mouth opened in a silent scream of ecstasy.
And still Tian kept fucking her, riding out her orgasm, drawing out every last wave of pleasure.
“Good girl,” he murmured, kissing her lips gently.
“Such a good girl for your young master.” Long Jin could only moan in response, her body limp and trembling.
Tian’s pace increased.
He felt his own climax building, a pressure at the base of his cock that demanded release.
He thrust deeper, harder, faster, his balls slapping against her ass with wet smacks.
And then— “TAKE IT, JIN!” He erupted inside her.
Rope after rope of thick, golden-pink cum flooded her womb.
The heat of it made her gasp.
The volume of it made her stomach bulge slightly.
He kept cumming, pumping his seed deep into her until it overflowed and dripped down her thighs.
When he finally pulled out, a gush of cum followed, pooling on the silk sheets.
Long Jin lay utterly wrecked—her hair disheveled, her skin flushed, her pussy leaking a river of gold and pink.
She looked lewd beyond words.
And she was smiling.
“That was…” she breathed.
“That was worth every year of waiting…” — High above Tian’s palace, a vision bloomed.
Pink heavenly maidens—their faces hidden, their bodies graceful beyond mortal comprehension—danced in the air above the palace.
They scattered flower petals that glowed with gentle pink light.
A soft, melodious song drifted down, a hymn of love and union and sacred pleasure.
The Qin family’s disciples looked up in wonder.
The elders stroked their chins thoughtfully.
The ancestors gathered at the training compound, their expressions curious.
“What is that?” Ling Xing asked, her blue eyes wide.
“A blessing vision,” Qin Rou said, her ancient voice calm.
“It appears when a cultivator with a powerful dual cultivation physique engages in…
intimate activities for the first time.” “Brother Tian has a dual cultivation physique?!” Long Xia exclaimed. Read this novel at g.com for the best experience.
“It seems so.
It must be a Dao Grade physique—far inferior to his Immortal Bodies—which is why it didn’t manifest in the visions at his birth.” Lu Tianyi nodded.
“That explains his rapid recovery after training.
Dual cultivation bodies absorb yin energy and convert it to cultivation power.” Her pale cheeks flushed slightly.
“It appears he is…
testing it now.” The sisters exchanged glances.
Their little brother—who had been a cute, adorable child just days ago—was now a full-grown man.
With maids.
And a dual cultivation body.
“I’m going to my room,” Ling Xing announced, her face crimson.
“We all are,” Zhou Lingxi agreed.
Su Lan was already walking away, her abacus clicking furiously.
“Must recalculate.
Many variables.
Very many variables.” — Tian looked down at the exhausted, cum-filled form of Long Jin and smiled.
Then he turned to the rest of his maids.
“Who’s next?” The younger dragon sister stepped forward.
Long Rui’s pale gold hair shimmered in the lantern light.
Her amber-gold eyes—usually so sharp and watchful—were now soft with desire.
“Me, Young Master.” “Come here, Rui.” She walked to him, her hips swaying, her full breasts bouncing with every step.
When she reached him, she didn’t wait for him to take the lead.
She dropped to her knees before him, her face level with his still-erect cock.
It glistened with her sister’s juices and his own cum.
The scent was intoxicating—musky and sweet and utterly male.
“Let me clean it for you, Young Master,” she murmured.
She took him into her mouth.
Her lips stretched wide around his girth.
Her tongue swirled around the head, lapping up the mixture of cum and pussy juice.
The taste was addicting—sweet and salty and divine.
She moaned around his shaft, the vibrations making him groan.
“Good girl,” Tian breathed, his hand tangling in her pale gold hair.
“Take it deeper.” She obeyed.
She pushed forward, taking more of him into her throat.
Her nose pressed against his pelvis.
Her throat muscles constricted around him.
And still she kept sucking, her head bobbing back and forth with increasing skill.
Slurp.
Gluck.
Slurp.
Tian’s hands found her breasts.
He leaned down and groped them, squeezing the plush flesh, pinching her dark rose nipples until she moaned around his cock.
The vibration pushed him over the edge.
“Swallow,” he commanded.
He came.
A massive load of golden-pink cum flooded her mouth.
Long Rui’s eyes widened, but she didn’t spill a drop.
She swallowed greedily, her throat working to take it all.
When he finally pulled out, she opened her mouth to show him—empty.
“Good girl,” he said.
“Thank you, Young Master.” Her voice was hoarse but satisfied.
He lifted her and threw her onto the bed beside her sister.
Then he positioned her on all fours—doggy style—her round, plump ass raised in the air, her pussy dripping, her asshole a tight, pink pucker.
SMACK.
He slapped her right ass cheek.
The jade-white flesh rippled.
Long Rui moaned.
“Rui,” he said, his voice casual, “when did you last use your asshole?” Long Rui’s face flushed.
“Hundreds of years ago, Young Master.
When I first began cultivating.” note: Cultivators stop producing waste after reaching the Foundation Realm.
All food is converted directly into energy.
There is no need for such…
mortal functions.
This is why cultivation fairies always smell like flowers and taste like honey.
They literally cannot be dirty.
And now, for the first time in centuries, Long Rui’s most intimate place is about to be used for something far more pleasurable.
“Then it’s time to remind you what it’s for,” Tian said.
He positioned his cock at the entrance of her asshole.
The head pressed against the tight ring of muscle.
Slowly—so slowly—he pushed forward.
Long Rui gasped.
Her fingers clutched the sheets.
The stretch was intense, almost painful—but the Maiden Calamity Body was already working, transforming discomfort into pleasure, making every nerve ending sing with ecstasy.
“Ahhh~” she moaned as he sank deeper.
“Young Master~ your cock is stretching my ass so perfectly~” “You like that?” Tian growled, beginning to thrust.
“Yes~!
Yes~!
I love it~!
Fuck my ass, Young Master~!
Make me your lewd maid~!” His pace increased.
His cock slid in and out of her tight asshole, the sensation different from her sister’s pussy—tighter, hotter, more forbidden.
His hands gripped her hips, pulling her back onto his shaft with every thrust.
“Whose lewd maid are you?” he demanded.
“Yours~!
I’m yours~!
Only yours~!” SMACK.
He slapped her ass again.
“Louder.” “YOUNG MASTER’S~!
I’M YOUNG MASTER’S LEWD MAID~!
MY BODY BELONGS TO YOU~!
MY ASS BELONGS TO YOU~!
EVERYTHING~!
EVERYTHING IS YOURS~!” Satisfied, Tian buried himself to the hilt and came.
His cum flooded her bowels, hot and thick and endless.
Long Rui collapsed onto the bed, her ass still raised, cum leaking from her stretched hole.
The two dragon sisters lay side by side—Long Jin with cum dripping from her pussy, Long Rui with cum leaking from her ass.
Both were utterly exhausted, utterly satisfied, and utterly beautiful in their lewdness.
Tian squeezed each of their breasts one more time.
They both moaned weakly, then slipped into unconsciousness, the pleasure too intense for their bodies to handle.
He turned to the remaining maids.
Thirty-eight women, all naked, all aroused, all watching him with desperate, hungry eyes.
Pussy juice dripped down their thighs.
Their hands worked frantically between their legs.
Their breasts heaved with labored breathing.
“Who’s next?” he asked.
Sister Mei stepped forward.
Then Sister Lin.
Then Sister Yu.
Then all of them.
And Tian showed no mercy.
— For four days and four nights, the bed chamber of the young master became a realm of pleasure.
Tian fucked every maid.
Not just once—multiple times.
He took their virginities from every hole.
He made them scream his name until their voices went hoarse.
He filled their wombs with cum until their bellies swelled like they were six months pregnant.
He used their mouths as cocksleeves, their pussies as sheaths, their asses as tight, forbidden sheaths.
He made them beg.
He made them moan.
He made them cum until they couldn’t move.
And through it all, the pink heavenly maidens danced above the palace, their song never fading, their petals never ceasing.
He explored every position.
Missionary.
Doggy style.
Cowgirl.
Reverse cowgirl.
Standing.
Against the wall.
In the bath.
On the floor.
He fucked two at once—one on his cock, one on his face.
He made them pleasure each other while he watched.
He made them line up and present their asses like a buffet of flesh.
And they loved every second of it.
“Young Master~ harder~!” On of the naked maid said lewdly .
“Please, fill me with your cum~!” Another one of the maids said as she raised her ass high .
“I want to bear your child~!” Another maid said lewdly as she is kissing qin tian lips .
“Use me~!
I’m yours~!” Another maid with masochist body type yell as qin tian slapped her big ass .
The chamber filled with the sounds of sex—wet slaps of flesh against flesh, squelching of juices, moans and screams and pleas.
The scent of cum and pussy juice became so thick it was intoxicating.
The sheets were soaked through and replaced a dozen times.
By the end of the fourth day, every maid lay scattered across the massive bed and the cushions on the floor.
Their bellies were swollen with cum.
Their pussies and assholes leaked rivers of gold and pink.
Their faces wore expressions of utter, blissful exhaustion.
And every single one of them was smiling with bliss .
— Tian stepped out of the shower, refreshed.
Thirty minutes of hot water and spiritual cleansing had washed away the evidence of four days of debauchery.
He wrapped himself in a robe and returned to his bed chamber.
The maids were stirring.
Their cultivation—Supreme Realm—gave them terrifying healing abilities.
They were already recovering, their swollen bellies slowly flattening as their bodies absorbed the spiritual essence contained in his cum.
“Clean the room,” he said gently.
“Then rest.
You’ve all earned it.” As he knows even if there bodies have recovered there mind should still be very tired.
“Yes, Young Master,” they chorused, their voices hoarse but happy and love for there young master .
They bowed and departed for the bath house—the massive pool that could fit all of them with room to spare.
Their laughter and excited chatter echoed through the corridors as they discussed everything that had happened.
Meanwhile, Tian lounged on his bed, feeling the pleasant ache in his muscles.
Four days of nonstop sex had been satisfying beyond words.
And yet— ‘System.
I’m feeling horny again.’ Qin tian said with tone like a child .
[The Host has the Immortal Kidneys and the Indestructible Golden Cock.
His stamina is literally infinite.
His refractory period is non-existent.
Yes, Host.
You will always feel ready for more.
Your wives and slaves are truly blessed.] Qin Tian laughed.
” i am Blessed indeed very blessed .” — In the bath house, the maids were making a discovery.
“Sisters!” Sister Mei called out, her voice excited.
“My cultivation!
It’s increased!” “Mine too!” Sister Lin added.
“I was at Low Supreme Realm.
Now I’m at Mid Supreme!” “I went from Mid to High!” Sister Yu exclaimed.
The maids compared their progress.
Every single one of them had made a breakthrough.
Those at Low Supreme had reached Mid.
Those at Mid had reached High.
The gains were consistent and undeniable.
“It must be the Young Master,” Long Jin said, her gentle voice thoughtful.
“He must have a dual cultivation type of Dao Body.
When he…
when we…
his yang energy nourished our yin.” “And his cum,” Long Rui added bluntly.
“It’s filled with spiritual essence.
Our bodies absorbed it and used it to strengthen our cultivation.” The maids blushed at the memory.
The cum that had leaked from their holes had been absorbed through their skin, converted into pure cultivation power.
Even now, they could feel the remnants of it circulating through their meridians.
“So…” Sister Mei said slowly, a new heat kindling in her eyes, “if we do it again…
we’ll get even stronger?” The maids looked at each other.
Then, as one, they began to rub their thighs together they all are now feeling horney .
“The Young Master did say he would always feel ready…” one of them said .
“And we do want to get stronger…” another maid said with tone that is not very convincing.
“It’s for cultivation purposes…” another one said firmly “Yes its Purely scientific…” another maid said with now a little confidence .
Long Jin sighed, but she was smiling.
“We’re hopeless.
All of us.” ALL THE AMIDS SMILED “Absolutely hopeless,” Long Rui agreed.
“Now let’s hurry up and get back to him THE YOUNG MASTER MUST BE WAITING.” And the maid then clean themselves and head back to there beloved young master .
— In his bed chamber, Tian opened his eyes.
“System, my cultivation realm increased.
I’m at Mid-Level Foundation Realm now.
How?” [The Host has once again forgotten the effects of his own physique.] The system’s voice was helpless.
[The Maiden Calamity Body—which the Host once declared was his ‘number one body’—is also a dual cultivation physique.
When the Host has intercourse, both partners benefit.
The yin energy of the maids nourished the Host, just as the Host’s yang energy nourished them.] ‘Ah.’ Tian smiled.
“The fusion.
The Yin-Yang Maiden Calamity Body.
I did forget.” [The Host forgets many things.
This system is here to remind him.] ‘That’s what you’re for.’ He paused.
‘System.
Show me Xiao Ye.
I want to see what that protagonist is doing now.’ A screen materialized.
Xiao Ye was—predictably—being mocked by his family members.
The same scene as before.
The same humiliation.
The pendant around his neck still dormant.
‘Boring.’ Tian waved the screen away.
‘He won’t start for years.
Search for another protagonist.
Use points to accelerate.’ [Oh?] The system’s voice was teasing.
[My cheap Host has suddenly become so generous?
Willing to spend Luck Points?] Tian coughed.
“Just do it.” [DING!
30,000 Destiny Points consumed.
Searching for nearest active or soon-to-activate protagonist…] A new screen appeared.
This one showed a boy about Tian’s current physical age.
He had an ordinary appearance—not ugly, but utterly unremarkable.
He sat in a simple cultivation chamber, practicing a basic breathing technique.
NAME: Tang Lu AGE: 14 CULTIVATION: Body Tempering Realm (3rd Stage) PHYSIQUE: Blue Silver Grass Spirit Body (Dao Rank — Dormant) LUCK VALUE: Gold (Will rise to Red upon halo activation) SCRIPT: BLUE SILVER DESTINY Tang Lu is the half-human, half-spirit child of a Blue Silver Grass Spirit and a mortal cultivator.
His mother sacrificed her cultivation to give him life, leaving behind only a fragment of her soul within a ring she wore.
Tang Lu will grow up unaware of his heritage until a fateful encounter awakens his Blue Silver Grass Spirit Body.
He will rise to become the leader of the Blue Silver Spirit Clan, master the Dao of Grass and Life .
And He will fall in love with a single woman.
A member of the Three Lives Cat Clan.
She will be spirited, mischievous, and utterly devoted to him.
And one day, she will sacrifice herself to save his life, burning her 3 lives to ashes for his sake.
Her death will be the catalyst that awakens Tang Lu’s ultimate power and sets him on the path to becoming a legend.
— Tian’s eye twitched.
Then it twitched again.
“System,” he said slowly, “first there was Xiao Ye, who is clearly a copy of Xiao Yan from ‘Battle Through the Heavens.’ Now there’s Tang Lu, who is clearly a copy of Tang San from ‘Douluo Dalu.'” [The Host is well-read.] “Will there be a boy named Ben 10 who says ‘Hero Time’ and beats me to death with his alien watch someday?” The system giggled—a bright, musical sound.
[No, Host.
There is no Ben 10 in the Primordial Realm.
The protagonists are drawn from cultivation novel archetypes.
The Host is safe from alien watches.] Tian sighed in relief.
Then he looked at the screen again.
At Tang Lu.
At his Blue Silver Grass Spirit Body.
At the script that promised him a devoted cat-girl wife who would literally burn her lives for him.
A smile spread across Tian’s face.
It was not a kind smile.
It was the smile of a predator who had spotted his prey.
“Another target,” he murmured.
“And this one…
this one’s closer to activating than Xiao Ye.” [Correct, Host.
Tang Lu’s Blue Silver Grass Spirit Body will awaken within approximately two years.
The Three Lives Cat Clan member destined to be his wife is already alive and cultivating in a nearby territory.] “Two years.” Tian’s eyes gleamed.
“Plenty of time to prepare.” His mind was already spinning with plans.
The Blue Silver Grass Spirit Clan.
The Three Lives Cat Clan.
A devoted heroine who would burn nine lives for her beloved.
If he could steal her before Tang Lu ever met her…
‘Good,’ he thought.
‘Another target.
Another opportunity.’ He closed his eyes and leaned back against his pillows.
Outside, the pink heavenly maidens had finally faded, their song complete.
The palace was quiet.
His maids were still in the bath house.
And somewhere out there, two protagonists were living their ordinary lives, completely unaware that a villain had them in his sights.
‘Enjoy your peace while it lasts, Xiao Ye.
You too, Tang Lu.
Because when I come for you…’ His smile sharpened.
‘…you won’t even see it coming.’ — END OF CHAPTER 19