Dual Cultivation: Gathering SSS-Rank Wives in the Cultivation World Chapter 395 - Tribal Ladies One by One

Her pride warred with her desire. But watching Nara’s glowing body decided it.

Kasi dropped to her knees. "Please. Please fuck . Please make strong. I’ll do anything."

"Anything?" Tianlong’s cock, still rock-hard, bobbed in front of her face.

She didn’t hesitate. She opened her mouth and took him in, tasting the mixed fluids of every woman he’d already bred. She gagged imdiately—he was too big—but she forced herself to take more, tears streaming down her face.

"Good girl," Tianlong said, gripping her hair. "But I’m not finishing in your mouth."

He pulled out and flipped her around, bending her over one of the unconscious bodies.

SLAM!

He entered her from behind with no warning.

"FUCK!"

"That’s your pride breaking," Tianlong said, beginning to thrust. "Feel it crumble."

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

Kasi’s one good arm clawed at the floor. Her broken arm, healed but weak, hung uselessly. Until—

CRACK!

The bone restructured itself mid-fuck. The poorly healed break realigned, grew stronger, reinforced itself with the energy flooding her body.

"My arm!" she gasped, flexing it. "I can move my arm!"

"I told you," Tianlong grunted. "Power."

Her breakthrough was slower than the others, but more thorough. Bronze Body Peak to Silver Body Peak. Her entire skeletal structure reford, every old injury erased, every weakness purged.

When she ca, she scread so loud the walls shook.

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Outside the hut, dozens of tribal won had gathered.

They huddled in small groups, whispering frantically to each other, their eyes constantly darting toward the large structure where their chief resided. But now they could feel sothing else. The air itself was changing. Growing heavier. Charged.

"AHHHN! YES! FUCK ! BREAK !"

A loud, unrestrained scream echoed from inside.

The won outside flinched.

"That’s... that’s Nara," one whispered, recognizing the voice. "The gatherer?"

"She’s always been so quiet. So shy."

"Not anymore, apparently."

"The Chief ordered all of us to be bred by that man," another said, her voice trembling. "Every single woman in the tribe. Today."

"But... but why? What is he?"

"I don’t know, but I saw him. He’s..." She trailed off, her face flushing. "He’s not like any man I’ve ever seen."

An older warrior nad Gara pushed through the crowd. Tall, scarred, with arms thick as tree branches, she was known as one of the tribe’s fiercest fighters. Her Peak Gold Body cultivation made her one of the strongest warriors in the region.

"This is madness," she declared, loud enough for everyone to hear. "We’re being ordered to whore ourselves out like breeding sows. Have you all lost your minds?"

Several won nodded in agreent, but more stayed silent, their curiosity overcoming their pride.

Unable to resist, several won crept closer to the hut. They found small gaps in the woven walls—places where they could peek inside.

What they saw made their breath catch.

A man—pale-skinned, muscular, radiating raw power—stood in the center of the room. His body was a sculpture of perfect masculine beauty. Every muscle was defined, carved, flexing with each movent. His cock—massive, veined, glistening—drove into a woman’s pussy with rciless efficiency.

But it was the woman that made them gasp.

Kasi. The failed warrior. The cripple.

She was on her back, legs spread wide, and she was glowing. Actually glowing, golden light pouring from her skin. Her previously broken arm was flexing, fingers clenching and unclenching as she tested her restored strength.

And she was cumming. Hard.

"GYUUUHHH! CUMMING! CUMMING AGAIN!"

Her body convulsed.

He had her in a mating press now, her legs hooked over his shoulders, her ankles crossed behind his head. Her body was folded in half, pussy completely exposed and vulnerable. He lood over her, his weight pinning her down, his hips driving downward with earth-shattering force.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Each thrust created shockwaves that rippled through her body. Her breasts flattened against her chest. Her face was twisted in ecstasy—eyes rolled back, tongue hanging out, drool pooling.

The won watching felt their pussies clench involuntarily. Heat pooled in their cores. Their nipples hardened against the rough leaf fabric.

"He’s... he’s a god..." one whispered.

"Look at how he moves. His hips... they’re blurring..."

"And the won... they’re all unconscious. Dozens of them."

Indeed, the hut floor was littered with bodies. Won lay sprawled in various positions, all naked, all leaking cum from their used pussies. So twitched occasionally. Others were completely still, lost in post-orgasmic oblivion.

And they were all glowing faintly.

But more than that, the won outside could feel the pressure now. The ambient energy in the air had grown so thick it was almost suffocating. Each breakthrough sent a pulse through the atmosphere, a wave of power that made even the strongest warriors shiver.

"Wait..." one of the watchers gasped. "Do you feel that? The energy coming from inside?"

"It’s... body cultivation energy. They’re all breaking through!"

"That’s impossible. It takes years to break through a realm."

"Look at Kasi! Her arm is healed! She’s glowing gold!"

Gara pushed forward, shoving won aside until she reached a gap in the wall. She pressed her eye to it and froze.

Inside, the man pulled out of Kasi, who imdiately went limp, unconscious. But her body continued to transform. Silver beca Gold, her musculature defining itself, her skin taking on the characteristic tallic sheen of a Gold Body cultivator.

"Impossible," Gara whispered. "She jumped two minor realms and a major realm in minutes."

The man—Tianlong—straightened up, his cock still rock-hard despite having just bred at least a dozen won. He rolled his shoulders, as if warming up, and his eyes swept across the room.

Then he looked directly at the wall where Gara was watching.

Their eyes t through the gap.

Gara jerked back, her heart pounding. Could he see her? No, impossible. But that gaze...

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Inside, Tianlong smiled. He could feel every woman outside. Their lust, their fear, their curiosity. The body cultivation energy in the air was so thick now it was visible—golden mist swirling around the room like smoke.

The unconscious won were still absorbing it, their transformations continuing even in their sleep. The hut was becoming a cultivation chamber just from the ambient energy of repeated breakthroughs.

He grabbed another woman—a mature fighter in her thirties with thick thighs and heavy breasts. This one was different again. Confident. Experienced. She’d been watching with hooded eyes, waiting her turn.

"Your na?" Tianlong asked.

"Saka," she said, her voice steady. "And unlike these girls, I know what I’m getting into."

"Oh?"

She walked up to him, hips swaying, and ran a finger down his chest. "I’ve been breeding stock before. Multiple n at once. But they were all weak. Pathetic. You though..." She gripped his cock with both hands. "You’re different."

"Then you should have no problem taking it," Tianlong said.

She smirked. "Make scream like the others. If you can."

Challenge accepted.

He bent her over, pressing her face into the pile of unconscious bodies. Her ass lifted high into the air, presenting her pussy to him.

He thrust in from behind.

SCHLORP!

"FUCK! SO BIG! IT’S SPLITTING !"

So much for confidence.

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

He fucked her doggy-style, his hands gripping her wide hips, pulling her back onto his cock with each forward thrust.

"AHH! AHH! MY WOMB! YOU’RE HITTING MY WOMB!"

Her massive tits swung beneath her like pendulums, slapping together rhythmically.

SLAP-SLAP-SLAP-SLAP!

"What happened to all that confidence?" Tianlong taunted. "Thought you could handle ."

"I—NGHH!—I can! I just—AHHN!"

He reached forward and grabbed a fistful of her hair, yanking her head back. "Admit it. You’ve never been fucked like this."

"NEVER! GODS, NEVER!" Saka scread. "THEY WERE ALL WEAK! YOU’RE—YOU’RE BREAKING !"