"Moans!"
In a dimly lit room, a woman with curvy, voluptuous figure was moving atop a young man's thing, his hands cupping her breasts from below, while his fingers were playing with her nipples.
"Shi Jian! I can't take it anymore."
The woman moaned and began pacing her hips faster.
"Ahhh!"
"Ahh!"
"Ahhh!"
"Ahhh!"
"Inside, Shi Jian, don't you dare waste a single drop of it!"
…
How I ended up here? Before that, let me introduce you to the woman bouncing on my thing.
She is Shui Jin, the Poison Elder's wife. One of the beauties of the Darkhaven Demonic Sect, and my master.
No, no, don't judge things so simply. I'm not her disciple; I'm just a cultivation furnace for her. Even I don't know how I ended up here, except that I was abandoned by my family and, after that, abducted by some unknown people.
Later, when I opened my eyes, Shui Jin was in front of me, naked and alluring. In the next moment, she was riding me, and I was just enjoying myself while being drained of my Yang essence.
…
Others might think, how lucky I am? I can enjoy such a beauty. Well, I accept, I'm indeed lucky, but this wasn't the case a few days ago.
Before that, I wasn't enjoying this, because I didn't have the leisure to enjoy when my weak body was deteriorate to the core by daily intercourse, and then that incident happened.
As I said, don't judge things so simply. I'm not the only furnace she had. There are others too, one crazier than the other. They would do anything just to have one session with her.
Because of my heavy yang energy, unlike them, I was used daily for the last six months while they only got to do it once or twice a month. And because of this jealousy, I was stabbed to death by one of them.
I thought I was going to die, but then he came. His name is Ren Xuan; he was an immortal who somehow fled to our world and ended up inside my body.
His initial plan was to take over my body, but before he could manage that, the Demonic Soul Binding Cultivation Method, which was used in my body to extract my yang energy through my semen, triggered, and Ren Xuan ended up dying.
But before dying, he unwillingly left me a gift. A gift that changed my life.
"Host: Shi Jian"
"Status: Mortal"
"Constitution: Yang Furnace"
"Cultivation: Dual Cultivation Method (Divine)"
"Total EXP: 1000/2000"
Shi Jian's eyes wandered over the information displayed in front of his eyes. Ren Xuan was dead, but the artifact he was carrying in his soul had merged with Shi Jian, giving him a chance to enter the cultivation world.
Shi Jian was a mortal who couldn't cultivate. Sometimes, when individuals failed to cultivate or became cripples, it was due to their certain constitution or bloodline. In Shi Jian's case, it was his constitution: the Yang Furnace Constitution.
Due to this constitution of his, Shi Jian ended up in the Darkhaven Demonic Sect and became Shui Jin's cultivation furnace.
…
"Ahhh!"
Shi Jian pulled her hair and began matching her pace. Just yesterday, he had a short session with her and gained 1000 EXP. He was so sure that with one more session, he'd see changes when his EXP reached the 2000 bottleneck.
"Ahhh… Don't pull my hair!" Shui Jin cried in pain, but Shi Jian was pumping her hard, ignoring her cries.
He had spent six months with her and knew that she was enjoying herself so much that she couldn't care less about any other pain.
This never happened before, but only after the day he inherited Ren Xuan's memories and experience and the artifact from Ren Xuan's memories, which was hidden in his soul, had merged with Shi Jian, granting him a method to cultivate through Dual Cultivation.
This was time to take control. He knew it from yesterday, when he had a session with her and she began crawling under him to suck his Yang essence, which was dripping from his thing, he knew thing were about to change.
'Since yesterday's session, she's been letting me do things to her that she would never let me, or anyone else, do—except her husband!' Shi Jian thought, then slowly let go of her hair and changed the position for climax.
He pushed her onto the ground and, from behind, began pumping her.
"Ahhh!"
"Ahh!"
"Ahhh!"
"Ahh!"
Her moans filled the room.
"AHHH! I can feel it, let it come! Fill me up with your yang essence…"
With those words, she slumped to the ground on her chest while Shi Jian pulled himself back after dripping the last bit of his semen inside her.
Meanwhile, outside the room…
"How did that bastard survive? I told you to stab his heart so no pill could save him!" The senior servant asked the man who had attacked Shi Jian a few days ago.
"I did as you said. I even plunged it to the depth of his chest, so the sword ripped his heart," he retorted.
"Then how did he come back to life? Not only is he unscathed, now we can't even see the Elder's naked body, let alone have sex with her."
The other three nodded. They were all furnaces Shui Jin had captured. They were all older furnaces and had enjoyed their time with Shui Jin from time to time, having sex with her. But since Shi Jian came to the sect six months ago, the Elder was busy with him all day or week, barely giving them a chance.
"We have to get rid of him. If we can't do this ourselves, then we can naturally borrow a sword from somewhere else," the older one spoke.
Others began speculating when he continued, "I have a way. Though at first I was sceptical about this, now it seems this is the only way for us."
"Senior brother, don't tell me you want him to…?"
"Yes, we all know that Poison Elder's senior disciple has feelings for his master's wife. What if we let him kill Shi Jian? That way, we can all avoid any future implications."
"But how? It's not like he will just kill him if we told him so. He might kill us if we approach him recklessly?" another one asked. They were all aware of the ruthless personality of Poison Elder's senior disciple.
"I have a way, listen…"
Inside, Shi Jian was busy in his Dual Cultivation, while outside, his rivals were planning to get rid of him so they could have their time with Poison Elder's wife.