The main hall now seemed to have transformed into a different dimension. The air was no longer simply warm, but pulsed with a thick spiritual energy and the intoxicating scent of passion. At the corners of the bed, Li Yuantong and Shen Ruolin sat cross-legged with their eyes closed, their skin emitting a faint golden glow as they digested the energy Wei Yan had provided. However, the center of gravity of the room remained in the center, where the lion was preparing to harvest his final flower.
Wei Yan crouched down, his sturdy frame looming over Ning Shuang's petite frame. Without haste, he buried his face between Ning Shuang's pure white, porcelain-smooth breasts. Ning Shuang reflexively puffed out her chest, her breath catching at the warmth of Wei Yan's breath on her skin. Wei Yan began to suck and play with Ning Shuang's twin peaks intensely; one hand kneaded gently yet possessively, while his tongue explored every sensitive inch.
"Nghhh... Master... Ahhh..." Ning Shuang moaned, her slender fingers gripping the silk sheets tightly.
While Wei Yan focused on Ning Shuang's top, Zi Lan continued to work diligently on her bottom. She remained on her knees, her tongue moving nimbly and boldly along the tip of Wei Yan's manhood, keeping her husband at peak sexual arousal. Zi Lan's wet slurping sounds collided with Ning Shuang's deep moans, creating a deadly erotic symphony.
After a while, Wei Yan raised his head, gazing at Zi Lan with a gaze filled with both affection and dominance. He gently stroked Zi Lan's messy hair.
"Enough for now, Zi Lan. Your filial piety and punishment have been more than satisfactory," Wei Yan said in a deep baritone voice. "Now, join Ruolin and Yuantong. Sit cross-legged and cultivate all the energy I've instilled in you. Don't let a single drop of that essence evaporate in vain."
Zi Lan stopped her movements, staring at Wei Yan with eyes still clouded with passion, then turned to glance at Ning Shuang, who was already in high spirits. "Yes, Husband... but make sure you teach this little Shuang-er an unforgettable 'lesson,'" Zi Lan whispered mischievously before kissing Ning Shuang's forehead and moving to the corner of the bed to meditate.
Now, only Wei Yan and Ning Shuang were left in the center of the vortex of energy. Wei Yan stared at Ning Shuang, who was trembling violently. She looked like a pure lotus awaiting the first rain. The Silver Moon mark on her forehead began to emit a faint glow, reacting to Wei Yan's Chaos Body's proximity.
"Shuang-er, don't be afraid. I'll guide you slowly," Wei Yan whispered softly.
Wei Yan positioned himself between Ning Shuang's shyly spread legs. Unlike his rough approach with Zi Lan, this time Wei Yan acted with a stark contrast of gentleness. He began to thrust slowly, giving Ning Shuang time to adjust to his "size" and incredible heat.
"AAAKHH... Master... it hurts... mmm... ughhh..." Ning Shuang whimpered, small tears forming in the corners of her eyes. She gripped Wei Yan's shoulders, her nails digging slightly into his firm skin as she felt hers being claimed for the first time.
Wei Yan paused halfway through. He let Ning Shuang breathe, gently kissing her lips to transfer a sense of calm. With a gesture of utmost respect, Wei Yan took the last white handkerchief, wiping away the bloodstain that signaled the lotus's bloom.
"You did very well, dear. Take a breath... let your body merge with mine," Wei Yan instructed.
Unexpectedly, just as Wei Yan prepared to continue at a slow pace, Ning Shuang suddenly opened her eyes, now gleaming silver. The pain she had felt earlier began to transform into a wave of heat that demanded more. The Xuanyin Body within her began to awaken, thirsting for Wei Yan's pure Yang energy.
"Master..." Ning Shuang whispered, her voice no longer trembling with fear, but trembling with the provocation of deep lust. "Why are you... so gentle? Are you afraid I'll break? Sister Zi Lan screamed so loudly just now... I also want to experience... your true strength. Don't treat me like glass... shatter me with your masculinity, my husband!"
The provocation that came from Ning Shuang's pure mouth was like pouring gasoline on the fire of Wei Yan's passion. Wei Yan grinned widely, his eyes gleaming wildly. "Oh? So this Pure Lotus has thorns that thirst for storms? Fine... if that's what you ask!"
BOOM!
Wei Yan stepped on the gas. He delivered a very hard and deep thrust, plunging all the way to the base without any trace.
"AAAHHHH! YES! THAT! AGAIN! KEEP GOING!" Ning Shuang screamed hysterically. Her expression changed drastically; from a shy girl to a very expressive woman under Wei Yan's guidance. She wrapped her legs around Wei Yan's waist, pulling him in deeper. Every impact of their skin created a deafening sound in the silent hall.
"Harder, Wei Yan! Give me all your strength! Ahhh! Mmm!" Ning Shuang continued to provoke, her head thrown back, revealing her long neck, now covered in sweat.
Wei Yan was holding back. He pumped at a brutal pace, utilizing his peak stamina. Ning Shuang responded with wild moans, her body trembling violently as the Xuanyin energy within her began to interact aggressively with Wei Yan's Chaos Body. The Silver Moon mark on her forehead now shone brightly, illuminating the entire hall with a cold silver light.
This session was far more intense than before. Wei Yan felt Ning Shuang's womb greedily sucking up his energy. Their union was reaching a critical point. As Wei Yan reached his climax, he let out a loud growl, releasing all his life essence deep into Ning Shuang's inner core.
"OOOHHH—SHUAANNGG-EERR!"
A burst of cold, silvery energy erupted from their point of union, enveloping them both in a cocoon of light. However, unlike the previous session, Wei Yan didn't immediately release himself. In keeping with his advanced meditation technique, Wei Yan remained inside Ning Shuang in a very intimate position.
This post-climax session lasted for a very long time. Wei Yan closed his eyes, fully focused on the Absorption Mechanism. He began drawing the frigid Pure Yin essence from Ning Shuang's newly unsealed Xuanyin Body. Streams of silver energy flowed into Wei Yan's meridians, cooling his blazing Yang energy, creating an absolute balance he had never achieved before.
"Nghhh... Master... I feel... so full..." Ning Shuang sighed weakly, but her eyes revealed immense adoration. She felt her own cultivation base soaring along with the energy exchange.
After nearly an hour in that intimate meditative position, their energies finally stabilized. Wei Yan slowly pulled away, and just then, beneath Ning Shuang's navel, a Golden Seal appeared, shining the brightest among all the wives. The seal was not only golden, but had a beautiful silver edge, signifying the perfect synchronization between the Chaos Body and the Xuanyin Body.
Ning Shuang collapsed, her body utterly limp but her spirit incredibly refreshed. With what little energy she had left, she crawled slowly, following in the footsteps of her senior sisters. He gave his final devotion to Wei Yan's inner thigh, kissing it gratefully.
"Thank you... for picking me... my husband," Ning Shuang whispered sincerely before she finally fell asleep in Wei Yan's warm arms.
Wei Yan slowly moved Ning Shuang's limp, deep-sleeping body to one side with a peaceful smile on his lips. He then sat cross-legged in the middle of the bed, closing his eyes for a moment to stabilize the surging energy he had just absorbed. In that brief moment of meditative silence, he felt a drastic change in his meridians and dantian; the pure Yin essence of his Xuanyin Body had perfectly fused with his Chaos Body, creating a cosmic balance that allowed his cultivation base to surge beyond its previous limits. Every drop of his blood now pulsed with a far more dense and pure power, signifying that he had reached a new level of understanding in the path of dual cultivation.
After feeling his energy calm, Wei Yan opened his eyes and glanced toward the other side of the bed. There, Ao Ningyan, the dragoness, and Feng Xiuyi, the phoenix, were in a state of utter disarray and provocative intimacy. Both had completely removed their clothes, revealing their heavenly curves, now glistening with sweat and love juices. It was clear that, while witnessing Wei Yan and Ning Shuang's union, they had been unable to contain their own passions; Their faces were flushed, their breaths were ragged, and the lingering afterglow of multiple orgasms from self-masturbation was still visible in the subtle trembling of their wide-spread thighs.
Wei Yan smirked faintly at the sight of two beautiful predators staring at him with unconcealed lust, while their hands occasionally groped their own bodies as if seeking unfulfilled release. He stood proudly in the center of the giant bed, letting his aura of dominance sweep across the hall, pressing down on every corner with an unwavering force. He stared alternately at Ao Ningyan and Feng Xiuyi with a piercing gaze that made both powerful women groan in anticipation.
"Oh? You predators are so hungry for my essence, huh? Looks like this seat will have to teach you what it feels like to be dominated and submissive!"