Chapter 630- Method of Sucking Qi
Lin Xue stroked. Her hands moved — slowly, awkwardly, her fingers sliding along the thick shaft. She felt the cock respond. The tissue thickening. The shaft hardening. The weight increasing as blood and divine qi rushed into the organ.
Tianlong’s hand rested on her head. His fingers threaded through her blonde hair. He didn’t push. Didn’t pull. Just held her.
He looked past her. At the crowd of naked women watching.
He pointed at another disciple.
She was petite — small, slim, with a delicate frame. But her tits were thick. Disproportionately large for her small body — heavy, round, the nipples dark and stiff, the areolae wide. Her body was compact, her waist tiny, her hips curved. Her pubic hair was dark and trimmed — a neat triangle above her pussy, the lips visible and pink. Her name was Hua Mei.
"You," Tianlong said. "Come."
Hua Mei’s thick-titted body trembled. Her dark nipples hardened — visible even from the back of the crowd. Her dark-furred pussy clenched. She walked forward, her thick tits swaying with each step, the heavy mounds bouncing against her chest. She stopped beside Lin Xue, kneeling on the stone, her face level with Lin Xue’s hands on Tianlong’s shaft.
Tianlong grabbed her hair. He pulled her face toward his balls.
"Suck," he said.
Hua Mei’s mouth opened. Her lips touched his sac — the heavy, cum-filled balls, the skin warm and wrinkled. She took one into her mouth, her tongue swirling across the surface. The taste was salt and skin and something electric — the divine qi tingling on her tongue, flooding her senses.
Lin Xue continued stroking. His cock was hardening in her hands — the shaft thickening, the head swelling, the crimson darkening to purple. The weight was enormous. She could feel the pulse — the heartbeat echoing through the cock, the blood pumping through the veins beneath her fingers.
Tianlong spoke. His voice carried across the training ground, reaching every naked woman’s ears.
"In this world," he said, "there is no orthodox and demonic. There is no righteous and unrighteous. There is only power. Those who have it. Those who serve it. Those who are devoured by it."
He looked at the crowd. His gold-crimson eyes swept over a hundred naked bodies — tits of every size, pussies of every shape, hair of every color. All trembling. All wet. All aroused by his presence.
"The cultivation world devours the gentle," he said. "Mercy is weakness. Purity is a lie. The sects that attacked us — they called themselves orthodox. Righteous. And they planned to enslave every woman here. To fuck you. To breed you. To use your bodies until you broke and then discard you."
A murmur ran through the crowd. Fear. Horror. Recognition.
"The only way to survive in this world," Tianlong continued, "is to become powerful. And the fastest, truest path to power — the path I offer you — is to serve someone who already has it."
His hand tightened on Lin Xue’s head. Her stroking hands faltered. She looked up at him, her blue eyes wide, her blonde hair falling across her face.
"Serve," he said. "With your bodies. With your cunts. With your mouths and your tits and your asses. The divine qi in my seed — in my saliva, in my sweat, in my touch — will transform your cultivation bases. Every drop I give you will make you stronger. Every thrust will widen your meridians. Every orgasm will condense your spiritual sea."
He paused.
"This is dual cultivation. And I will demonstrate."
The word hit the crowd like a thunderbolt.
"Dual cultivation?" Jia Ying whispered from the back, her small pink tits heaving, her blonde-furred pussy dripping. "But — but isn’t that — we were taught that dual cultivation is —"
"A myth?" Fanxue said from the platform. Her naked body was tense, her heavy tits rising and falling. "It is no myth. The ancestor has perfected it. His Horny God Physique — his divine body — generates qi that can be transferred through physical intimacy. Through sex. The more intense the contact, the more qi is transferred. The more the body surrenders, the more the cultivation base absorbs."
"We have never heard of this," Xu Ran said, her heavy tits bare, her thick-furred pussy glistening. Her voice was skeptical but her body was betraying her — her dark nipples were hard, her thick lips were parted, her thighs were soaked. "Dual cultivation is — it’s a legend. A rumor. Something charlatans use to seduce naive disciples."
"Watch," Tianlong said.
He nodded at Fanxue.
The elder descended from the platform. Her naked body moved with purpose — her heavy tits swaying, her dark nipples hard, her thick-thighed stride confident. She knelt beside Lin Xue, her face level with Tianlong’s cock.
"This," Fanxue said, her voice carrying the practiced tone of a teacher, "is the first method. Oral. The ancestor’s cock carries concentrated divine qi. By taking it into the mouth — by sucking, by licking, by swallowing his fluids — the divine energy enters through the oral meridians and spreads to the dantian."
She leaned forward. Her tongue extended — pink, wet, broad — and licked the length of his shaft. From the base to the head. Slowly. Her heavy tits swung beneath her, the dark nipples dragging across Lin Xue’s thigh.
"The tongue carries the qi through the mouth’s meridian network," Fanxue said, her lips wet with his precum. "Feel for the energy. Let it flow. Do not resist."
She took the head into her mouth. Her lips stretched around the crown, her cheeks hollowing, her tongue swirling. She sucked. The sound was wet, obscene, loud enough to carry across the silent training ground.
"Mmm~" Her moan was muffled but genuine. Her heavy tits heaved as the divine qi hit her dantian — a familiar rush, the energy she had already experienced dozens of times. Her eyes half-closed.
Lin Xue watched. The blonde disciple’s hands were still on the shaft, stroking, but her eyes were locked on Fanxue’s mouth — on the elder’s lips stretched around the ancestor’s cockhead, on the way her cheeks hollowed, on the way her heavy tits swayed with the motion.
"Lick the shaft," Fanxue said, pulling off briefly, her chin wet. "Follow my method. The qi flows through contact. The more of his cock you touch, the more qi you absorb."