Dual Cultivation: Gathering SSS-Rank Wives in the Cultivation World Chapter 258 - Yu Xiang’s Corruption

Tianlong’s breath ca ragged as he stared at the system notification, his cock still buried in Xiang’s bleeding pussy. Each throb sent weak spurts of cum deeper into her womb.

He dismissed the window and leaned down, his chest pressing against her trembling back. His lips brushed her ear. "Was it... too rough?"

"Mnnngh..." Her whimper was barely audible against the silk sheets, her face twisted in a grimace of agony, tears streaking down her flushed cheeks as her full lips quivered.

Then her eyes widened. Her spiritual sense turned inward, and despite the tearing pain between her legs, she felt sothing impossible.

"My cultivation... ahn... it’s rising—hnngh..." Her voice cracked, punctuated by sharp gasps. "How is this—ohh..."

She had expected to lose everything. The pain was too intense, especially since she knew she was going to beco mortal. But now, as she felt the heat within her dantian increasing, her eyes widened even more, pupils dilating wildly, a mix of terror and euphoria cracking her porcelain mask of suffering.

Yet sohow, her mind seems rather focused on the power she has always craved; her constant desire to beco better seems to be redirected from increasing her power level towards this single thought.

Through tears and blood-bitten lips, she looked back at him, her neck craning awkwardly, strands of disheveled black hair sticking to her sweat-slicked face. "Was I... hngh... better than—ahh—Akane?"

Tianlong blinked. "What?"

"You just... mmph... lost to —ahn—didn’t you?" Sothing dark flickered behind her tears, her voice husky and strained, lips curling into a pained, triumphant sneer. She ant him climaxing on the first thrust—sothing that had never happened with anyone else.

He nuzzled against her face. "Kind of.... you just caught offguard."

"Hehe... ohh..." The broken chuckle made his cock twitch inside her. "Yes. I’m—hnngh—better than that woman."

’Huh? What?’, Tianlong blinked, given her pussy was indeed so tight but rather seed to be textured in a way which he did not expect and fell for while he was trying to focus on thoughts to deal with that woman.

But he didn’t expect Yu Xiang to say sothing like that, strangely enough, that didn’t match with how she was crying right now.

DING!

[HEROINE CORRUPTION PROTOCOL ACTIVATED]

The system blazed to life before his eyes.

[Protocol: Villain’s Route - ACTIVE]

Target: Yu Xiang (HEROINE STATUS CONFIRD)

Corruption thod: Internal Insemination

Status: CATALYST TRIGGERED

WARNING: Heroine-class targets experience exponentially accelerated corruption through the Villain’s Route. Your seed inside her womb has activated a psychological degradation cascade.

Effect: Her mind will deteriorate into obsession at 500% normal speed

Duration: Permanent

Side Effect: Target will develop extre competitive fixation with other won in Host’s harem ]

’So this is why...’ Looking towards the system window, he suddenly realized why Yu Xiang seed to be talking strangely, as if the pain she had was becoming calr.

He pulled back slowly, feeling her torn walls cling to him desperately, then thrust forward.

SCHLICK!

"AAAHHHNNN~♡!"

The sound was different now. Not just pain. Her mouth fell open wide, a guttural cry escaping as her eyes rolled back, pleasure and agony twisting into sothing that broke her mind.

He captured her lips, tongue invading as he established a slow, deliberate rhythm. Each thrust pushed his cum deeper, coating her cervix, binding the corruption into her flesh.

Squelch... squelch... squelch...

Her moans vibrated against his mouth as he ground into her, feeling her pussy start to respond—clenching, pulling, trying to keep him inside.

When he pulled back from the kiss, saliva connected their lips in a filthy string.

He released her pinned hands and straightened up, spreading her ass cheeks wide with rough palms, exposing the raw carnage: his massive cock, veined and throbbing, slick with her blood and his cum, plunging into her ruined pussy.

Her labia were stretched impossibly wide around him, painted with blood and cum and dripping juices that ran in rivulets down her trembling thighs.

Then he started pounding.

PAH PAH PAH!

"HNNNGH~♡! Ahn—ahh—AAAHHH~♡!"

Xiang buried her face in the pillow to muffle her screams, but her body betrayed her—arching her back sharply, pushing her ass higher, the pale globes rippling with each brutal impact.

Her tits dragged against silk, flat nipples scraping until they ached.

The cultivation energy between them spiraled higher, golden light mixing with pink mist, but her focus shattered as pain-laced pleasure surged through her core.

But beneath the pillow, she was whispering with every thrust, pushing her body up, thrusting, making her ass jiggle and clap back against his thighs. "Yes... hnngh... yes... I’m better—ahn—than everyone..."

The corruption was taking root.

PAH! PAH! PAH!

"Oungg~! Umnhh~!! Hnnmghh~~!!"

"Urgh..." While Tian Long was fucking her, pounding from behind, his thumb rubbing over her puckered asshole, circling the wrinkled ring that clenched under his touch. Yet, her pussy was as tight as her asshole, making him grunt and mutter. "Shit... you are really tight, aren’t you Xiang..."

"Tighter—hngh—ahh..." she gasped, her eyes rolling back, as if muffling her face on the pillow wasn’t hiding her intention, as if she ordered herself. "I could be—mmph—TIGHTER!"

Her pussy obeyed her command, clamping down like a slim flesh fist, the walls rippling in vise-like waves that milked his length from base to tip.

"I have to be—ahn—better..." Her voice grew desperate, each word punctuated by his cockhead slamming into her cervix. "Better... ohh... I’m the—hnngh—BEST..."

PAH PAH PAH!

Cream frothed around the base of his shaft, bubbling out with each plunge. Her eyes rolled back completely, tongue lolling from her mouth in a dumb, ahegao expression, saliva dripping onto the pillow as her body shook uncontrollably. She looked like a bitch in heat—mindless, existing only for the cock destroying her pussy.

"I AM THE—ahn—BEST, AREN’T I—hnngh—TIAN~! Ungh... LONG~♡!"

The words, the impossible tightness, the way she scread his na with pure possession—it pushed him over the edge.

"Fuck! Yes!"

Her body went rigid, every muscle locking as her back bowed impossibly. "IIIIEEEEKKKK~♡♡♡!"

She squirted. Clear fluid gushed around his cock, spraying the sheets in hot arcs as her entire body convulsed violently.

SPURT SPURT SPURT!

His cock erupted inside her for the second ti, thick ropes of cum painting her womb, flooding her depths until it leaked out in creamy rivulets around his buried shaft.

He buried himself to the hilt, balls emptying as her pussy milked him with rhythmic contractions.

"Gnnnhh... fuck..."

SMACK!

His hand cracked across her ass, leaving a red handprint. "Indeed. You are really in another league."

Xiang didn’t respond. Couldn’t. Her mind was fragnting between overwhelming pleasure and the corruption rapidly rewriting her psyche.

One thought played on repeat: ’I won. I’m better than her. Better than all of them.’

Tianlong gripped her waist and flipped her onto her back, her soft, sweat-slicked skin sliding against the sheets as her massive tits jiggled from the sudden motion.

For the first ti, she could see him properly—sweat glistening on his muscular chest, dark eyes burning with hunger as they road her body like a predator sizing up prey. His cock twitched inside her, still rock-hard and throbbing.

He was looking at her like he wanted to devour her whole, his gaze lingering on her flushed face, her parted lips gasping for air, and the way her thighs trembled around him.

Without warning, his mouth closed around her left boob, the flat pink nipple already hard. He sucked it deep, his hot tongue lashing the sensitive bud while his hands pinned her hips down.

"Aaahhhnnn~♡!" Her face twisted in shock and ecstasy, brows furrowing as her eyes squeezed shut, mouth falling open in a wide, desperate O.

Her body arched instinctively, back bowing off the bed, her fingers clawing at the sheets before flying to his head, tangling in his damp hair and pulling him closer despite the sting.

His hips never stopped. Slow, deep thrusts that made her feel every veiny inch dragging against her sensitive, torn walls—the fat head bullying its way in and out, coated in her creamy juices and flecks of blood.

The pain was still there, sharp and burning, but waves of building pleasure were drowning it out, making her pussy flutter and drip even more.

POP!

He released her nipple with a wet smack, leaving it shiny and swollen, before moving to the other breast, this ti biting down harder, teeth sinking into the soft flesh around the peak.

"W-wait, I—hnngh—AAAHHH~♡!" Her cry was raw, face contorting in agony-laced bliss—eyes widening in panic, tears pricking at the corners as her cheeks burned crimson.

Her body jerked violently, legs kicking out before wrapping around his waist, heels digging into his ass to pull him deeper.

Her pussy clamped down involuntarily like a vice, milking his cock and making him groan around her breast.

’He’s so hungry for ,’ she thought, her back arching higher, spine curving like a bowstring as sweat beaded on her forehead. ’Is he like this with his wives too? I don’t think—’

"Aaaooohhh~~!!"