Ye Xian had learned how to use blissful energy, so he used the Taiji formation, sending it from his core, travelling through his medrians into his lips.
Just kissing Sheng Qianying made her feel amazing—her whole body tingled, her legs weak with pleasure.
But this time, he had a different idea.
What if he guided that energy… somewhere else?
Down there.
Yes. To his hard, throbbing length. He didn't know why the thought excited him so much, but he couldn't resist trying. What would happen if he filled himself with that power… and then pushed inside her? The idea made him even harder, his desire burning hotter.
As strands of glowing blissful energy wrapped around his cock, it pulsed with power, radiating heat. And when he finally slid inside her, Sheng Qianying gasped—then moaned louder than ever before.
Plop!~
"Aaahhhh!~"
So he held her waist, driving his dragon into her wet cave, filling it completely. Her back arched perfectly, her full breast bounce as her nails dug into the sheets as pleasure overwhelmed her. Tears spilled from her eyes, her body shaking uncontrollably as wave after wave of ecstasy crashed through her. It was too much—almost enough to make her pass out from sheer pleasure. If not for her higher cultivation she would have already fainted.
Ye Xian grinned, holding her waist tighter. As she gushes her yin essence aganist Ye Xian hardened length.
'This… was a very good idea. I am gonna give this technique a name... Heaven-Scorching Blissfire Lance. It's a bit corny but I like it.'
When Ye Xian saw Sheng Qianying's body trembling with pleasure, he realized something—her inner walls were gripping him even tighter, her heat more intense than before. He could feel her sensitivity, the way her muscles culvused around him, pulling him deeper.
Sqleech~
Unable to resist, he pulled his hips back, sliding almost all the way out—only to thrust inside again, harder this time. The moment his dragon re-entered her dripping cave, Sheng Qianying's body convulsed. A sharp, breathy cry escaped her lips as she clutched the sheets, her back arching off the bed.
"Ah—! P-please… wait… I-I'm too sensitive…!" She begged, her voice shaking.
She felt the blazing hard intruder, stretching her, and waves of pleasure surged through her as every cell in her body seemed to dance with joy. The heat from the intruder spread from her drenched cave all the way to her womb to her brain. She had never known such pleasure was even exist.
But her pleas only spurred him on. He slowed his movements, savoring the way her tight warmth clenched around him. Still, her body kept trembling, her hips twitching with every shallow thrust of his big sword.
For a moment, he considered shutting off the blissful energy—letting the natural heat between them take over. He wanted to enjoy this moment, not just for dual cultivation, but for themselves.
So he did.
With a controlled breath, he withdrew the energy from his length, letting only the friction of their bodies remain. Then, gripping her round, soft hips, he began thrusting again—slow, deep strokes, letting her feel every inch of him.
Plop~
Sheng Qianying's moans grew louder, her nails scraping his back as she gasped, "Y-Ye Xian…!"
He smirked, using blessful energy in his mouth he leans down to capture her lips in a searing kiss.
Their lips crashed together in a sloppy, desperate kiss—tongues tangling, breaths mingling, teeth scraping in heated urgency. She gasped as he licked into her mouth, the taste of him like honeyed peach and citrus, addictive. His breath burned hot against her cheek, sending shivers down her spine.
The kiss was messy, unrefined, their noses bumping, saliva smearing as she whimpered into him. Her fingers tangled in his hair, tilting his head back to take the kiss deeper, as if she could devour him whole.
Then his hands were on her, rough and demanding, gripping the back of her thigh as he wrenched her leg over his shoulder.
The stretch ached sweetly, her muscles trembling as he pinned her down, her spine pressed flush against the mattress. His weight atop her was intoxicating—the hard planes of his chest crushing her soft full breasts, his hips slotting between her spread thighs with possessive ease.
When he entered into her, her wet cave swallowed him welcoming him as this place soley belong to him, the wetness and tightness was another whole level making Ye Xian groan in pleasure.
He pulled his hips back, making her whole body trembled, then thrust forward perfectly, filling her completely. Her back tried to arch, but Ye Xian held her close. Her body jerked on the bed as waves of pleasure ran up her spine, and her nails scratched down his shoulders. Every time he moved, a broken sound escaped her lips—half a sob, half a scream—as the headboard hit the wall again and again in a wild rhythm.
Ahhhh!~
Plop~
She could feel him everywhere—the warmth of his skin sliding against hers, the tight grip of his fingers on her body, and the steady movement of his dragon inside her, hitting a spot that made her vision blur.
"Look at me," Ye Xian said. When her big blue, teary eyes met his, he gave a wild, almost animal-like grin—then thrust deep again. He could feel she was close—her cave walls tightening around him as her release neared—and he was right on the edge too.
With one last powerful thrust, he gave it his all, his hips slamming into her soft bottom, molding her shape as he buried himself completely, his hips buckling.
Plop~
The stretch was almost too much, the pleasure so intense it hurt as she fell apart under him, her body squeezing him tightly. She barely noticed her own screams, or how her legs shook while he kept going, until his own release rushed through him with a deep groan filling her to the brim.
At that moment, her yin essence flowed into him. And his Yang essence flowed into her forbidden chamber