Chapter 599- Creating a Demonic Cultivator
He grabbed her jaw.
His fingers dug into her cheeks, forcing her mouth open. She struggled, her hands beating against his chest, but his grip was absolute. He placed the pill on her tongue.
"Swallow," he said.
"MMMPH~!! NO~!! MASTER~!! THAT’S MY~!! THAT’S MY MOTHER’S~!!"
"It is power now," he said. "And you need power."
He pressed her mouth shut and held her nose.
Meihua choked. She swallowed. The pill went down her throat in a single, desperate gulp. She felt it land in her stomach with a cold, spreading weight. Then the heat began. A burning, corrupting warmth that spread through her meridians like poison.
She fell to her knees.
Coughing, gagging, her hands at her throat. "What... what did you..."
Tianlong looked down at her.
"You would never ascend," he said. "Not with your soft heart. Not with your tears for your mother. Not with your sentimentality." He knelt behind her. His hands found her hips, pulling her ass upward. "This world is not kind to the weak. This world devours the gentle."
He pressed his cock against her anal.
"So I will make you cruel."
He slammed.
PAH!
"KYAAAANNNGGHHHH~~~!!!!"
The anal thrust was brutal, unlubricated, tearing. His cock entered her bowels with the full, devastating force of a man who was not fucking for pleasure but for transformation. Meihua’s face hit the grass. Her hands clawed at the dirt. Her small tits were pressed flat against the ground.
"MASTER~!! IT BURNS~!! SOMETHING IS BURNING INSIDE ME~!!"
"The pill," he said, driving deeper. "The blood of your mother’s unborn child. Refined into demonic essence. It is rewriting your meridians. It is burning away your weakness."
He grabbed her hands and pulled them behind her back.
He held both wrists in one large hand, pinning them at the small of her back. His other hand grabbed her hair, pulling her head up, forcing her to look at her mother’s unconscious, bleeding form.
"Look at her," he commanded. "Look at what your love did. Look at what your softness cost. She was pregnant with village trash because you were too weak to stop them. Because you were too busy being a good daughter to be a killer."
PAH PAH PAAH! PHACCK!
"AAANGHH~!! OUNGH~!! HIEKK~!! MASTER~!! PLEASE~!! I DON’T WANT TO BE CRUEL~!!"
"You will be," he said. "Or you will die."
He began to inject demonic energy through his cock.
It was not the pink-gold light of the Plum Blossom technique. It was crimson. Black. A corrupting, malevolent qi that poured from his lower dantian into her bowels, spreading through her meridians, staining her cultivation base. Her skin began to flush. Her eyes went wide.
"MY BODY~!!" she screamed. "IT’S CHANGING~!! I CAN FEEL IT~!! HNNGH~!!"
Her pussy, pressed against the grass, began to leak a dark, crimson fluid. Her anal walls gripped his cock with a new, desperate heat. The demonic energy pooled in her womb, corrupting it, transforming it into a vessel for dark cultivation.
Tianlong fucked her harder.
PAH PAH PAH! PAAH! PHACCK!
"AAANGHH~!! OUNGH~!! HIEKK~!! MASTER~!! I CAN’T THINK~!! MY MIND IS~!! HNNGH~!!"
"Good," he said. "Let it burn. Let the sentimentality burn away. Let the daughter who cried for her mother become the bitch who only cares for power."
He leaned over her.
His chest pressed against her back. His mouth found her ear. "Aren’t you thankful?" he whispered.
Meihua’s eyes were streaming tears.
But they were no longer clear. A red tinge was spreading through the whites. Her pupils were dilating. Her breath came in ragged, desperate gasps.
"Yes," she sobbed. "Yes, Master. I’m thankful."
"Louder."
"YES~!!" she screamed. "I’M THANKFUL, MASTER~!! THANK YOU FOR MAKING ME STRONG~!! THANK YOU FOR TAKING MY WEAKNESS~!!"
He came.
The blast into her bowels was not divine seed. It was demonic essence, thick and black and corrupting. It flooded her intestines, mixed with the pill’s power, completed the transformation. Her body convulsed. Her back arched. Her mouth opened in a scream that was half ecstasy, half agony.
"KYAAAANNNGGHHHH~~~!!!!"
He pulled out.
Her anal gaped, leaking black and crimson fluid. Her body twitched in the grass. She turned her head to look at him, and her eyes were no longer human. They were crimson, the whites filled with blood, the pupils slit like a demon’s.
"You’re the best Master," she whispered. Her voice was different now. Lower. Huskier. "You’re the only one for me."
"Yes," he said. "And you will remember it."
He stood.
His cock, still hard, glistened with demonic fluid and her blood. He walked to Lihua. The unconscious woman lay in the grass, her pussy still leaking from the violent extraction, her womb empty, her body broken.
He spread her legs.
The healed, pink lips were stained with blood. The entrance gaped, ruined. He pressed his cockhead against her cunt.
"No," Meihua whispered from the grass.
Then, louder: "Do it, Master."
Tianlong looked at her.
The demon-eyed daughter nodded, her crimson gaze fixed on her mother’s spread cunt. "Impregnate her. Fill her with your seed. Make her yours completely."
Tianlong smiled.
It was a dark smile. A demonic smile. He drove into Lihua’s bleeding pussy.
PAH!
Lihua’s eyes snapped open.
"AAANGHH~!!" she screamed, waking to the brutal intrusion. "MASTER~!! WHAT~!! WHAT HAPPENED~!! WHERE IS MY~!! HIEKK~!!"
"Your baby is gone," he said, grabbing her enormous tit and squeezing until milk sprayed. "I took it. I crushed it. I fed it to your daughter." He drove deeper, his cock entering her empty, bleeding womb. "Now I will give you a new one. Mine."
"NO~!!" Lihua shrieked. "YOU MONSTER~!! YOU KILLED MY~!! HAAIYAANGH~!!"
"Sit up," he commanded.
He grabbed her shoulders and pulled her upright. Her pregnant belly was gone, collapsed, but her tits were still enormous, still leaking. He forced her onto his lap, impaling her on his cock, her legs wrapping around his waist with involuntary desperation.
"Take what I give," he said.
He began to bounce her.
Her heavy body rose and fell on his cock. Her tits slapped against his face. He bit her nipple, hard, drawing blood. She screamed, her hands clawing at his back, her empty womb receiving his seed in thick, pressurized ropes.
"AAANGHH~!! OUNGH~!! HIEKK~!! YOU’RE FILLING MY EMPTY WOMB~!! YOU’RE REPLACING MY BABY WITH YOUR SEED~!!"
"Yes," he said.
He fucked her with the relentless, brutal pace of a demon. The grass tore beneath them. The pond water rippled with the force of their motion. Lihua’s screams filled the clearing, mixing with Meihua’s demonic moans as the daughter watched her mother being re-impregnated by the monster who had destroyed them both.
PAH PAH PAAH! PAAAH! PHACCK!
"KYAAAANNNGGHHHH~~~!!!!"
He came.
The seed flooded her womb in a final, devastating blast. Lihua’s head fell back, her eyes rolling, her body convulsing. She was unconscious again, her empty womb now filled with divine-demonic seed, her body claimed, her mind broken.
Tianlong laid her down.
He stood, his cock dripping with blood and seed and the fluids of transformation. He looked at the two women—mother and daughter, one unconscious and re-impregnated, one transformed into a demonic cultivator with crimson eyes.
"The cultivation world," he said, "has no room for mercy."
Meihua crawled to him.
She pressed her face against his thigh, her crimson eyes looking up at him with absolute devotion. "No mercy," she whispered. "Only you, Master. Only power."
He placed his hand on her head.
"Suck it like a bitch."
"As you say.... Mass... Aaaummnnghh~~!!"