Dual Cultivator with a cultivation system



The receptionist cautiously entered the dimly lit room where Feng Chang and Wang Ming were practicing Dual Cultivation. As she walked in, a familiar scent invaded her nostrils, causing her cheeks to flush with embarrassment.

"Excuse me, Elder Feng Chang, are you here?" she asked in a hushed voice but received no response. Her gaze wandered around the room until it landed on the bed, and her eyes widened in shock.

Feng Chang lay motionless on the bed, resembling a lifeless figure. Occasionally, her body would convulse, and she was covered in a milky white substance from head to toe. Furthermore, a trickle of the same liquid could be seen seeping from her pink lower mouth

"This... This can't be real," she exclaimed, her voice trembling with disbelief. The sight before her breathing intensified seeing such a scene, it looked like Feng Chang had taken a bath in Yang Qi.

* Gulp* 

She swallowed hard, feeling a dryness in her throat, as she cautiously approached the motionless figure on the bed.

"Elder... Elder Feng Chang," she called out timidly, her voice tinged with trepidation. As she neared, she couldn't help but inhale the intoxicating aroma of the Yang Qi that enveloped the room, surprised by its exceptional quality.

"Elder Feng Chang, please wake up," she gently pleaded, lightly shaking the elder's body. To her relief, she received a response from the previously still figure.

"Hmm," Feng Chang wearily opened her eyelids, struggling to gather her strength and sit up.

"Where... Where am I? And what are you doing in my room?" Feng Chang asked in a confused tone, still in a dazed state from their previous session.

"Um, Elder, are you alright?" the woman asked, her voice trembling with concern. She couldn't help but feel bewildered by the fragile state of the woman who had earned the title of 'Yang Demon.' Her mind wandered, contemplating what Wang Ming might have done to bring her to such a vulnerable state, and could feel her lower lips releasing a trickle of drool 

"Why wouldn't I be alright? And where am I? And who are you, disciple?" Feng Chang's voice carried a stern frown as she addressed the woman. "Don't you know it's incredibly rude for a disciple to barge into an elder's room without permission? I could even consider expelling you from the sect for such behavior."

The woman stammered nervously, her voice barely above a whisper. "Elder... This is not your room. It's the message room. Don't you remember? Not long ago, you entered with a new disciple to assess his massage abilities. And if you don't believe me, just take a look at your body."

As the words sank in, Feng Chang's eyes widened in shock. Hazy memories of her previous actions started to resurface in her intoxicated mind. She glanced down at her own naked body, and her shock deepened as she discovered the evidence of the white liquid that covered her

Her face flushed in embarrassment when she remembered her begging for his penis, and what shocked her was how much he cummed on her body 

"Disciple, I must stress that you are strictly forbidden from disclosing anything you have witnessed here to anyone. If you dare to breach this trust, the consequences will be severe. Do you understand?" Feng Chang's voice carried a stern warning, causing the disciple to nod hastily in agreement.

"By the way, where is he?" Feng Chang inquired, noticing the woman's nervous demeanor.

"He is waiting outside for you," the woman replied, her voice tinged with apprehension.

"Very well. Leave now. I will join you shortly to announce the results," Feng Chang instructed, the disciple hurriedly exited the room, leaving Feng Chang alone to gather herself before facing the awaiting individual.

" Fuck... I want more of his penis" Feng Chang said in a sultry tone as she started scooping the cum on her body into he mouth with heavy breathing 

Outside the room, anticipation filled the air as everyone eagerly awaited the receptionist's return. They were desperate to uncover what Wang Ming had done to Feng Chang, as his enigmatic smiles in response to their inquiries had only fueled their annoyance.

Finally, their wait came to an end as the woman who had entered the room emerged. Sensing the expectant gazes upon her, she lowered her head in embarrassment while stealing lustful glances at Wang Ming.

"Hey, what happened inside?" one person from the crowd couldn't resist asking.

"Where is the elder?" another voice called out, seeking answers.

"Did that guy pass the test or not?" a disciple chimed in, unable to contain their curiosity.

The woman let out a dismissive snort. "Hmph, if you're so curious, why don't you go inside and see for yourselves? But let me warn you, she made it clear that anyone who dares to enter will be expelled or denied entrance to the sect."

The crowd fell silent, some tempted to satisfy their curiosity by entering, but ultimately deterred by the severe consequences that awaited them.

As the crowd's impatience reached its peak, the long-awaited figure finally emerged from the room. However, their anticipation quickly turned into astonishment as they stared at the person before them, their mouths agape.

"Oi, am I seeing things?" one disciple questioned, rubbing their eyes in disbelief.

" No, I think I am also seeing the same scene" another disciple replied 

"I can't believe it either," another person replied, equally shocked 

Feng Chang limped as she made her way forward, and it didn't take a genius to figure out the reason behind her condition—a grueling Dual Cultivation session, which caused Feng Chang's cheek to turn red when seeing all the gazes that fell on her 

' How embarrassing ' Feng Chang thought in her mind as she never expected there would be a day when she would limp due to excessive pounding that she will receive from the opposite gender 

On the other hand, Wang Ming activated his technique Soul Eyes to see if any change occurred within her