Chapter 42: Ch 42 Very good.

[Status]

[Name: Wan Ling]

[Age: 28]

[Cultivation path: Dual Cultivation]

[Cultivation rank: 3rd stage of the Qi gathering Realm.]

[Spirit Root: Eternal Frost]

[Comprehended Techniques: Yin and yang Exchange (17%), Fairy Dance Sword technique(15%), Master level Alchemy(7%)]

[Comprehended Spirit roots:, Eternal Frost Heart( 50%)]

[Comprehended bloodline: Eternal Frost Heart bloodline(50%)

[Comprehension points: 1000]

[System store]

While the two maidens were still panting and recovering from their recent releases, Wan Ling took the chance to extract the pure Yin from their cum and absorb it into his body.

Doing this undetected in a room filled with cultivators in the Qi transformation realm was basically asking himself to get caught but that didn’t happen because both Lingyun and Feiying were too disoriented to think or so much as sense Qi so he extracted everything their orgasm had produced but he didn’t cultivate with it.

He was certain he had enough for a breakthrough but it would take days so he decided to do it in his own time and kept the qi boiled up within his body.

Having finished his extraction, he opened his eyes and first glance at Feiying.

The black haired beauty was the first to regain her composure, she then fixed her panties and dressing then stood up.

She caught Wan Ling’s gaze lingering on her but she ignored it for her own sanity and returned back to the living room.

As for Lingyun, she laid on the bed completely spent and panting heavily.

Wan Ling, seeing this, realized he might have gone a little overboard.

"Well I was just following orders!" She shrugged and pushed the blame onto Hei Wumei.

She told him not to hold back and that he did.

He just didn’t expect her walls to crumble so fast but looking at it again most cultivators were weak to his touch because of their ideology.

In their pursuit of the dao, they abandon everything most common of them all being pleasure and like elder Han Lie once the wall is broken, there is no fixing it.

"Lingyun are you alright?" He asked slightly concerned.

Drapping one hand over her face, the blonde beauty nodded, her lips curling into a knowing smile.

"Yeah... I’m good. I think I need to rest a little though." She informed Wan Ling who nodded and rose up.

"By the way.....you pay. Collect it from Feiying. Tell her I’ll pay her later." She managed to squish out those words before passing out completely.

Wan Ling sighed and grabbed one of Hei Wumei’s blankets to cover the spent cultivator with.

Seeing her all cozy up within the bed, he found himself wondering why she was so cute until he remembered she could completely rip him apart with her fingers if she wanted.

Shaking his head at such a grim future, he looked at the exhausted Lingyun once more before stepping out of the bedroom.

Walking into the living room, he caught sight of Feiying who was unable to meet his gaze because of the shame of what she had done.

Wan Ling also didn’t speak of it and calmly sat down.

" The massage, do you wish to do it?" He asked and she quickly shook her head.

" No.... let’s postpone the date of mine."

A faint blush crept alongside her cheeks as she explained.

Wan Ling merely shook his head but he wasn’t angered.

In the end he got what he needed from here, now he just needed his pay so he could focus on breaking into the third realm of Cultivation, the Qi tempering stage.

At that stage his ability to manipulate Qi will increase exponentially and he could expand Qi way outside his body to amplify his senses.

"So how much will you charge?" Feiying asked.

"One high grade spirit stone would do!" He responded.

Such an amount was quite pricey for a mere massage but Feiying had bore witness to the wonders his fingers brought and what happened to those touched by such divine fingers and judging by the pure bliss on her friends face, she would definitely be coming for seconds so she grabbed the money from her purse and gave it to Wan Ling whom gladly received it.

"Pleasure doing business with you ladies!" He stood up and bowed respectfully after which he left Hei Wumei’s home.

Right upon his leaving, Hei Wumei seemingly appeared out of nowhere and grabbed his shoulder, almost making him flinch.

"Woah senior you scared him." He sighed as he turned and saw her.

Hei Wumei in a modest blue silk gown trembled with anticipation as she spoke.

"So tell me Junior, how did it go?"

Wan Ling’s lips curled into a pleasant smile and he began.

He narrated every single detail of the massage to her, earning an array of reactions as he went on.

She grinned when he informed her about Lingyun’s first moan.

Blushed when he recollected what he did to Lingyun’s breast.

She paled upon mentioning the spanking session and finally her expression twisted into horror when he told her about sultry words Lingyun spoke off during their session.

He did not disclose the part about Feiying because he felt Hei Wumei might actually pass out if he did.

In the end though, Hei Wumei who felt her entire world had flipped upside down didn’t know what to say.

She did the bet out of pride and yet in the end here she was not even happy she had won because to her the true victor had been Lingyun all along.

She forsaken her pride halfway and turned into a deranged pervert.

She was true to herself, something Hei Wumei couldn’t see herself doing.

"Tsk.... why is this so hard?" She bit her lips a bit dissatisfied.

Wan Ling seeing this was filled with concern.

"Is everything alright Senior, you don’t look pleased. Did I disappoint?"

Hei Wumei shook her head and sighed.

"No... it’s just you did your job too well to be exact."

Wan Ling gave her a confused look and wanted her to elaborate but....

"Wan Ling something came up. I’ll see you later."

Without much of an explanation she slipped away leaving Wan Ling to ponder if she was expressing jealousy or not.