Hahh… Hahh…
Bai Lund's chest rose and fell heavily, skin still flushed and glistening with sweat. His eyes were half-lidded, vision blurry from the lingering haze of brutal pleasure. The extreme exercise had finally ended. The lower bark of the tree was completely painted in thick, sticky white ropes of his seed — some of it still warm, slowly dripping down the rough wood in long, filthy strands.
His knees gave out. He sank down until his bare, sensitive ass lightly grazed the soft grass. Cum still leaked sluggishly from the tip of his half-hard cock, leaving a shiny trail on his thigh. "Where did she go?" he muttered, looking forward, then left, then right. His eyes were wide, lips trembling, heart still racing from the memory of her tight, greedy cunt milking him dry over and over.
"Was she a ghos—?"
Fear clawed at his chest at the thought that the silver-haired beauty who had bounced on his cock like a possessed slut might have been a ghost. The idea was cut short by a loud, clear mechanical chime that echoed inside his head.
[Ding!]
[Congratulations to the Host for Contracting with a "Yin Moon Flower Spirit!"]
[Yin Moon Flower Spirit — A spirit born from a pure Yin Flower that has been bathed in moonlight for thousands of years. An extremely rare spirit capable of increasing her partner's cultivation by leaps and bounds through dual cultivation.
They are constantly hunted because of how heaven-defying they are. Dual cultivating with one for a single night can produce the same results as thousands of ordinary nights of bitter training.]
Bai Lund stared at the floating text in pure shock, still feeling the phantom grip of her soft, fluttering walls around his cock. He had only just transmigrated and already contracted a spirit? And not just any spirit but a super-rare one that can actually dual cultivate!! Had his luck finally changed?
"But… when did I form a contract with her?"
[Yin Moon Flower Spirits are very special. In a sense they are immortal — they can live forever and heal from almost any injury as long as they possess even a little Yin power.
At the same time, they are cursed. The only way they can cultivate is by absorbing Yang energy directly from men — preferably through their cunts and mouths. They are completely dependent on men for their growth. However, not every man is worthy of them. Only those who possess a special Yang-related physique can truly claim and survive them.
Although the Host does not possess a pure Yang physique, you possess the Infinite Yin-Yang Cauldron — the ultimate origin source of pure Yin and pure Yang. No creature of Yin or Yang can resist the urge to be fucked and claimed by you.
To form a contract with a Yin Moon Flower Spirit, one must make her reach a true climax. It is nearly impossible for them to orgasm without being flooded by pure, thick Yang essence deep inside their wombs.
Note: They are also known as "Man Devourers." Once a normal cultivator has the misfortune of sinking his cock into one, his destiny is certained to be milked, drained, and sucked completely dry until nothing remains but a withered husk.] This story is hosted at novelping.com.
Bai Lund gulped, the mixed lump of saliva and residual fear sliding down his throat as he reread the explanation. He could barely believe it.
That silver-haired woman who had killed the previous owner of this body — the same woman who had bounced her fat ass on his cock, and screamed while he flooded her womb — was actually such a heaven-defying yet perverted spirit. She could only cultivate by fucking men, taking their cum, and absorbing their Yang… and she usually drained them to death?
A full-body shiver ran through him. Then a deep breath of relief followed.
"Good thing I have infinite cum… otherwise I really would have been sucked dry like a fucking juice box. Wait… is that how the previous owner died? Sucked dry by her while his cock buried in her cunt?"
The idea wasn't completely ridiculous. In fact, it was almost darkly funny. The original Bai Lund got cucked, watched his own mother get railed and creampied by his two best friends, and then died by being fucked senseless and drained dry by a cock-hungry spirit under the moonlight.
What kind of cursed, pathetic luck was that?
He felt immense pity for the original soul. Both of them had been miserable. Bai Lund realized that without the Infinite Yin-Yang Cauldron constantly refilling his balls, he would have followed the original owner straight into death — probably while still moaning from how good her cunt felt. Once again, it was his own fortune that had saved him.
"System, where did she go?"
[Spirits reside in their host's spiritual space.]
"So I can summon her outside?"
[You can, but not yet. A spirit evolves the moment it forms a contract. She is currently in the evolving phase, her body and power reconstructing around the pure Yang you flooded her with. It is strongly advised not to disturb her.]
"Evolution…!" Bai Lund could only stare blankly at the cum-painted bark of the tree, still smelling the thick scent of sex in the air.
"Why do I feel like she's the one who got luckier by meeting me?" He shook his head with a self-mocking smile. That spirit had gotten a partner who could cum buckets without drying up. She must be in heaven right now.
The first rays of sunlight filtered through the leaves and touched his cheeks, forcing him to close his eyes for a moment. The light glinted off the drying cum still streaked across his stomach and thighs.
"Ah—!" Once his vision adjusted, he looked up at the brightening sky.
"Morning has arrived. Probably around four. I should go back. I haven't been home for two days… my mother would be worried—"
The words left his mouth before he fully registered them. He had spoken exactly like the original Bai Lund. He had referred to that woman...thar slut as his mother. Enjoying the story? Read on at novelping dot com.
Disgust crawled up from the pit of his stomach, hot and bitter. His eyes turned ice-cold. He slammed his fist into the ground hard enough to send a jolt of pain up his arm, just to vent the sudden burning rage in his chest.
"That slut is not my mother!!"
"That bitch is not my girlfriend!!"
"I have no one in this world. No one!!"
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Bai Lund walked back toward the large structure the previous owner had called home. He wore the same clothes he had arrived in, now dirty, wrinkled, and faintly smelling of sweat but they were all he had.
As he walked, he continued communicating with the system inside his mind,
"System, does every host of a Yin Moon Flower Spirit gain cultivation stages this quickly? Can they all learn techniques from their partners and obtain two different kinds of spiritual energy just from flooding her cunt?"
He needed answers. Knowledge in the village was extremely limited, and the cultivation world was deliberately kept mysterious from ordinary people. No one in Yellow Leaf Village was a cultivator, so there was no one he could ask even if he wanted to.
He was especially confused about the realms. From what he remembered from the original Bai Lund's memories, the Qi Essence Realm was not the lowest starting realm. One first had to cultivate the Mortal Body Realm to the ninth stage before even hoping to step into Qi Essence. The original Bai Lund had only been at the sixth stage of Body Tempering. So how had he jumped straight into the Qi Essence Realm after a single night of dual cultivation?
[Host, first understand this: Nobody is as special as you.]
[Only you can climb the stages of a cultivation realm within a single day. Nobody else can.
Only you can learn cultivation techniques directly from the women you fill. Nobody else can.
Why?
Because of the Dao Seed of Yin and Yang.
After its integration—]
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