Milfs: Dual Cultivation - Chapter 11
Chapter 11: The Yang Energy -2
Nodding with steadfast determination, Lady Yun tightened her grip around Xian Tian’s swollen staff, her nimble fingers coaxing forth the excess Yang energy that threatened to overwhelm his vital meridians.
“Fear not, young master,” she murmured, her dulcet tones soothing as a mother’s lullaby. “I shall expunge this malicious buildup of vitality from your body, restoring your natural harmony,”
With measured, rhythmic strokes, Lady Yun worked to draw out the potent Yang energies that had become dangerously imbalanced within Xian Tian’s form.
Her expert touch was firm yet gentle, like a master cultivator guiding the flow of Qi.
As her hand glided along his throbbing length, Lady Yun could feel the pent-up energies beginning to stir, surging with unbridled potency.
She knew she must act quickly to prevent any further complications.
Leaning in closer, the ripe, earthy scent of his masculine essence filled her senses, igniting a primal hunger within her own being.
Yet, she fought to maintain her composure, her focus unwavering as she attended to her duty… Her another hand almost went to touch her own cunt.
“That’s it, young master… Nhmm,” she cooed reassuringly, her voice laced with a maternal warmth.
“Release the excess Yang, and let it flow from you,” she uttered to sleeping Xian Tian…
Or is He?
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The steady tempo of her artwork increased, her palm caressing the sensitive flesh with a practiced fluidity.
Lady Yun could feel the tension building within Xian Tian’s loins, the telltale signs of his imminent release evident.
Through motion comes ejaculation, it’s a well known universal fact.
Steeling her resolve, she continued her task.
…
As Lady Yun skillfully guided Xian Tian through his climactic release, her mind drifted back to memories of her late husband, the Dao companion who had once shared her bed.
The pain of his loss still lingered deep within her heart, a constant reminder of the fragility of life and love, humans are nothing but fragile creatures.
“Hmmm…”
To open her heart to the possibility of love.
A love doesn’t necessarily mean a sexual love, she believed she could help Young Master and guide him as a maternal love.
‘Come to think of it, My son would have been the same age as Young Master if only my husband could plant the seed in me,’ She thought.
Settling herself beside Xian Tian’s sleeping form, she allowed her fingers to trace the strong contours of his face, committing every detail to memory.
Perhaps, in time, this young man could become more than just a fleeting companion.
Perhaps he could be the one to mend the aching void within my soul.
A maternal desire to raise a kid.
Every woman wishes to raise their kids and watch them grow and learn, she was no exception, not to mention, that she was already helping him grow.
She was satisfied to see a boy learning the ways of worlds and Dao under her guidance.
‘For now, I would simply bask in his comforting presence, allowing the warmth of his scent to soothe the lingering shadows that haunted my thoughts. With him by my side, I felt a sense of security I hadn’t experienced in far too long…’
With that,
Closing her eyes, she allowed herself to be lulled into a state of tranquility, her heart swelling with a newfound hope for the future.
However, to her surprise, her body suddenly began to glow, as her Qi became violent.
She was making a breakthrough.
‘Huh? Increase in cultivation? How is this possible? My Dao companion is long dead…’ Her eyes widened, as she watched her body covered in a dazzling golden aura.
She instantly looked at Xian Tian… It was his Yang Energy, his Semen that helped her make a breakthrough… But it’s impossible.
Aside from Dao companion, others can’t help you make a breakthrough… Not to mention, it even backfires and kills you instantly.
Feeling confused, she hurriedly left the room to make the breakthrough, that way, Xian Tian wouldn’t be disturbed.
As soon as she left,
Xian Tian woke up, his eyes sharp and cold as he inhaled the feminine scent of Lady Yun lingering in the ai