Dual Cultivation: Gathering SSS-Rank Wives in the Cultivation World Chapter 13 - The Meaning of Being a Man

Ti blurred in that sealed chamber, the aphrodisiac haze turning seconds into eternities.

I held i Ling and Lin Yue close, their bodies pressed against mine under the thin sheet, tears soaking my shoulders as they sobbed and gasped.

Their skin was fever-hot, slick with sweat and arousal, every twitch and moan a testant to the trial’s cruel magic.

But I kept my cool—jaw clenched, mind locked down like a fortress.

My cock throbbed painfully against their bellies, leaking pre-cum in steady streams that sared across the fabric, but I didn’t give in.

Not fully.

Hearts first, bodies later.

That’s how you build sothing real.

All the while, my hands never stopped "comforting" them.

Fingers rolled over their nipples—hard, pebbled peaks that begged for attention—pinching and twisting gently at first, then firr as their cries mixed with whimpers of unwanted pleasure.

i Ling’s tits were perky and full, fitting perfectly in my palm, soft yet firm with that youthful bounce; I’d squeeze one, feeling the weight shift, the texture of her skin smooth as silk under my rough fingers.

Lin Yue’s were heavier, more athletic, her nipples thicker and ultra-sensitive—I’d tug on them, making her body arch against , her breath hitching in ragged sobs.

"It’s okay," I’d whisper, voice steady and reassuring, hugging them tighter as they rubbed against instinctively.

"Let it out. I’m here. We’ll beat this."

Emotionally, I was their anchor—talking them through the haze, reminding them of their strength, our journey, the bonds we’d ford.

They clung to , hearts opening wider with every word, trust building like a fortress.

But physically? My hands road free, exploring every inch under that sheet.

Sliding down to grope their asses—Lin’s toned and muscular, clenching under my grip; i’s softer, rounder, jiggling with each squeeze.

Up their sides, tracing the curves of their waists, dipping to brush their soaked thighs, feeling the heat radiating from their dripping pussies without quite touching.

I’d circle back to their boobs, kneading them fully, rolling the flesh between my fingers, morizing every detail—the way they swelled under pressure, the tiny goosebumps on their areolas, how their nipples hardened even more when I pulled.

They gasped and twitched, tears streaming as their bodies betrayed them, but they didn’t pull away—too lost in the mix of tornt and my "comfort."

"T-Tianlong... it feels... so good, but I can’t... stop crying," i Ling whimpered, her hips bucking against my leg.

Lin Yue buried her face in my neck, sobbing.

"Make it end... but don’t stop holding ..."

The system loved every second, windows popping up relentlessly:

[Sustained Groping: Vitality 10]

[Nipple Play Bonus: Harem Points 5]

[Emotional Bond Deepening: Vitality 15]

[Full Body Exploration: Harem Points 10]

Again and again, the rewards flooded in—vitality surging, points stacking as hours slipped by.

Ten, maybe twenty—I lost count in the haze.

The chamber’s candles burned low, then reignited magically, the air growing thicker with our mingled scents.

My cock leaked endlessly, soaking the sheet, but I held back, desire clawing at my mind like a beast in a cage.

No indulgence.

Not like this.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, I gave their nipples one last pinch—pulling them outward, feeling the stretch and release, their bodies shuddering in response.

I was satisfied now.

My hands knew them intimately—their shapes, textures, every sensitive spot.

Numbers? Like cup sizes?

i Ling’s perky C’s, Lin Yue’s firm D’s—but more than that, the way they responded, the heat, the give.

It was all mapped in my mind.

I released them gently, sitting back against the chamber wall, the won collapsing against in exhausted heaps, still crying softly.

Then I looked up at the holographic woman, her form flickering with narrowed eyes, like she was judging every move.

"So how was that, you picky little demon?" I said, voice rough but triumphant.

"Do you got what you wanted?"

The hologram’s expression shifted—from smug to respectful, her ethereal form bowing deeply.

"We greet the great lord. You have passed the true test. The trial was never to indulge in desire, but to control it. The true one is he who masters his urges, not the one enslaved by them. Lust is a tool, not a chain. You have proven worthy."

Before I could respond, system windows exploded in my vision, one after another, like fireworks:

[Inheritance Acquired: Horny God’s Legacy]

[New Power: Infinite Stamina - Never tire during intimate acts, recover instantly from exertion]

[New Power: Birth Control Aura - Prevent conception at will, or enhance fertility on command]

[New Power: Pleasure Amplification - Heighten sensations for yourself and partners, turning touches into ecstasy]

[New Power: Essence Bonding - Permanently link with partners, sharing qi and vitality for mutual growth]

[New Power: Aphrodisiac Emission - Release controllable pheromones to arouse or calm targets]

[New Power: Body Refor

mation - Reshape physique to peak perfection]

[ Dinsional Space Acquired - Pleasure Palace ]

And more kept coming—dozens of sex-related abilities, from size adjustnt to multi-orgasm triggers, all tied to the "Horny God" the.

Vitality maxed out, harem points overflowed, and a rush of energy flooded my body.

Then the reconstruction hit.

My skin cracked like dry earth, old wrinkles splitting open as fresh tissue pushed through.

Bones popped and realigned, muscles bulging and defining themselves—rippling abs, broad shoulders, powerful arms like a Greek god carved from marble.

My gray hair darkened to a rich black, growing longer and lustrous.

Eyes blinked rapidly as vision sharpened to inhuman levels.

Height stretched a few inches, posture straightening into sothing commanding, regal.

And my cock? It grew even more impressive—9 inches now, thicker, veins pulsing with raw power.

The pain was intense but brief, like being reborn in fire.

When it ended, I stood there transford—not the withered old emperor anymore, but a peak specin of masculine perfection, body glistening with ethereal light.

The two won lay sprawled beside on the cold stone floor, their exhausted bodies finally succumbing to the relentless toll of the aphrodisiac haze.

Their hands clutched desperately at their sore, reddened breasts, where my persistent pinching and twisting had left vivid marks.

i Ling’s perky mounds were flushed a deep crimson, her nipples swollen and erect, still sensitive from the hours of attention, while Lin Yue’s heavier, more athletic tits bore the imprints of my fingers in stark relief against her bronzed skin.

Their breathing ca in shallow, ragged gasps, lips parted and glistening with saliva that had dribbled down during their fits of uncontrollable lust.

Below, their hands wandered lower, timidly rubbing at their slick, swollen pussies—fingers dipping into the wet folds, stirring the juices that still leaked profusely down their thighs.

Their eyelids fluttered, heavy with exhaustion, tears staining their cheeks as sleep crept in like a rciful thief.

Gradually, their heads lolled closer to my shoulder, bodies going limp, the last remnants of their rubbing slowing to nothing as unconsciousness claid them fully.

I shifted carefully, my newly reford muscles flexing with effortless power as I knelt down and lifted them both into my arms together.

Their thick, round asses settled perfectly into my large hands—soft yet firm, the flesh yielding under my grip like warm dough.

i Ling’s was plush and curvaceous, jiggling slightly with each movent, while Lin Yue’s was toned and muscular, clenching instinctively even in sleep.

With a smooth, controlled motion, I carried them to the grand bed and eased them down onto the silky red sheets.

They landed with soft thuds, legs sprawling open in limp abandon, bodies fully exposed in their vulnerability.

i Ling’s delicate, rose-glow skin arched gracefully, her waist curving into wide hips, thighs parted to reveal her glistening pussy lips, still swollen and leaking faintly, the warm tone of her body like polished ivory under the light.

Lin Yue’s athletic form lay taut yet relaxed, her bronze skin highlighting the elegant lines of her toned legs and hips, pussy exposed with a raw, inviting sheen, soft hair visible, her overall look one of powerful sensuality now subdued into peaceful repose.

They looked hot, vulnerable, their unique colors and tones painting a picture of raw beauty—i Ling’s soft femininity contrasting Lin Yue’s fierce strength, both marked by the trial’s remnants and my touch.

"Master, if you want you can still enjoy—" ca the voice of that holographic woman, but just my hand stopping her.

Given, I just breathed seeing both won were all right.

As I turned and snapped my finger incidentally vanishing the assistant of this room which was the dinsional palace I acquired.

"Now, should I wear so clothes...."