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"Relax, circulate your soul power, feel my presence." Mo Bai's voice carried a soothing tone as he began to move slowly.
Ning Rongrong forced herself to relax her body. Following Mo Bai's usual "lessons," she tried to circulate her soul power to adapt to and embrace the massive invasion. The light of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Tower gradually stabilized, and as Mo Bai moved, that light seemed to generate resonance with Mo Bai's soul power, becoming even more brilliant.
"Ah... Mm..." Ning Rongrong's pained groans gradually turned into fine whimpers. She could feel that under the assistance of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Tower, it wasn't just Mo Bai himself entering her body, but also a portion of... Liu Erlong's hot and wild fire dragon soul power? That power, transmitted through the Soul Chain Network and mixed with Mo Bai's soul power, washed through her, bringing a strange, mixed tingling sensation.
Mo Bai increased his pace. Under the enhancement of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Tower, his thrusts were even more powerful. Ning Rongrong soon threw away all resistance, sinking into waves of pleasure that grew stronger with every thrust. The tower's light flickered along with her moans and bodily tremors. Mo Bai's thick cock pistoned relentlessly into her tight pussy, stretching her narrow pink walls obscenely wide, the veiny shaft dragging along every sensitive fold before slamming repeatedly against her cervix with heavy, womb-shaking impacts that forced fresh squirts of girl-cum to gush around his girth.
This time, Mo Bai did not release inside Ning Rongrong. He withdrew during the afterglow of her orgasm and moved sequentially to Ye Lingling, Zhu Zhuqing, Dugu Yan, and Xiao Wu.
He was like a diligent craftsman, and also like a greedy king, "inspecting" and "reinforcing" his possessions one by one. Under the connection of the Soul Chain Network, every union was no longer just a physical act but a deep fusion of soul and soul power. The scent and soul power lingering from the previous woman, and even the ripples of their orgasm, would be vaguely transmitted to the next woman through Mo Bai as the "hub."
Ye Lingling's coldness turned into broken whimpers during the deep entry; her life energy and healing soul power, like the gentlest tide, washed over Mo Bai and soothed the other girls through the connection. Zhu Zhuqing's tension and endurance completely collapsed under the fierce pounding, turning into short, suppressed screams; her agility and sharp soul power provided a different kind of stimulation. Dugu Yan's allure and active cooperation, paired with her soul power carrying aphrodisiac venom, were like the most intense poison, causing one to sink. Xiao Wu's flexibility and embrace, along with her body that had long been remodeled to be exceptionally sensitive, brought the most direct and surging waves of pleasure.
In the cultivation room, the sounds of wet squelching, flesh hitting flesh, and the varying moans—sweet, suppressed, melodic, or wild—of the women intertwined. Combined with the light of the six different soul power attributes resonating, they formed a scene of debauchery and strangeness.
When Mo Bai finally released inside Xiao Wu, pouring his hot essence into the deepest part of her body, the entire Soul Chain Network seemed to reach a peak of resonance!
The hidden golden marks on the six girls' foreheads lit up simultaneously! The soul power in their bodies surged, connected, and circulated uncontrollably! Six beams of soul power light once again shot into the air from them, weaving into a complex, slowly rotating hexagonal star pattern at the ceiling of the room!
Mo Bai stood in the center, feeling the six purified and distinct soul powers feeding back through the network, as well as the marks of complete surrender and openness deep in their souls. He slowly closed his eyes.
His soul power, under the nourishment and feedback of these six forces, actually showed a faint sign of growth. Though infinitesimal, it definitely existed.
"As expected, the more 'vessels' I have and the higher their quality, the stronger the feedback to me," Mo Bai realized. "The Soul Chain Network not only strengthens control but also forms a cultivation enhancement field centered on me. In time, after gathering more and better 'vessels,' my cultivation speed will far exceed that of others."
He opened his eyes and looked at the six girls around him, slumped on the platform with blurred eyes and bodies covered in marks of passion, his lips curling into a satisfied arc.
"Take a rest." Mo Bai's voice carried a post-coital laziness and satisfaction. "In one hour, Rongrong will stay behind alone. Your Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Tower has just evolved and its foundation is not yet stable. It needs a second deep lesson to be thoroughly reinforced."
Hearing this, Ning Rongrong's tired body trembled slightly, but a flash of anticipation and determination crossed her eyes as she replied softly, "Yes, Master."
The other five girls also struggled to sit up, looking at each other and seeing each other's fatigue, satisfaction, and a deeper, strange connection. After this naked and deep "ritual," the barriers caused by unfamiliarity and shyness seemed to have been largely broken.
Liu Erlong propped up her aching waist and looked at the five "sisters" who were similarly disheveled yet in various states of mind. The last bit of unwillingness and awkwardness in her heart quietly dissipated. Fine, since she had chosen this path, since both her soul and body had been branded by him, and since these girls were all... then they would walk it together.
She walked to Ning Rongrong's side and patted her shoulder, her voice still a bit raspy. "Cooperate well with the Master and stabilize your martial soul. We... will wait for you to return."
Ning Rongrong looked up, seeing the complex but definitely not malicious expression in Liu Erlong's eyes. A warm current surged in her heart, and she nodded vigorously.
Six phoenixes had gathered; the Soul Chain was preliminarily formed. Mo Bai's "vessel" legion had thus begun to take shape. And Ning Rongrong's second lesson and soul contract would forge this shape into something even more solid.