Chapter 53
Translator: penny
Chapter: 53
Chapter Title: The Arrival of the Heavenly Cult (1)
Late at night, Do Mun-hyang and Wi A-han visited the treatment center and found Yong Yoo and Little Fox peacefully sleeping in a spacious room barred to slaves.
Little Fox was curled up on a large, fluffy cushion. As the two women approached, it opened its eyes, stared blankly at Do Mun-hyang and Wi A-han, glanced once at Yong Yoo, and then closed its eyes again.
The two women carefully climbed onto the bed where Yong Yoo lay, settling down on either side of him.
There he was, eyes quietly closed.
Truly, it was a face that made her heart swell with happiness no matter how many times she looked.
Do Mun-hyang gazed at Yong Yoo's face, then slowly drew closer.
At that moment, Yong Yoo—who had only been pretending to sleep—wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her in.
"Kyaa!"
Do Mun-hyang let out a playful squeal as she fell into his embrace. Yong Yoo met her eyes for a moment, and she naturally closed hers, lips parting invitingly.
"Yoo Lang…."
"Hyang Mae."
"Mmwah. Smack…."
Yong Yoo tangled his tongue with Do Mun-hyang's while drawing Wi A-han in with his other arm, kneading her breasts.
Though it was sudden, the two had come already anticipating this. They naturally embraced their beloved man, entwining their legs with his, deepening the intimacy.
The women's hearts burned hot from Yong Yoo's heroic display, and he too was stirred by the fierce battle—the first intense fight since his new life in the Black and White Immortal Chronicle world.
Since ancient times, heroes aflame from the thrill of war were soothed by beauties.
Even ordinary soldiers, risking life and limb on the battlefield, would find their bodies feverish and seek a woman. How much more so for a hero with a stronger body and spirit?
Yong Yoo handled Do Mun-hyang a bit more roughly than usual, savoring her soft flesh, while his other hand explored Wi A-han's elegant form, slipping fingers between her thighs to toy with her folds.
Despite her sexual experience, Wi A-han's cultivator body remained tight as a virgin's. As Yong Yoo's fingers approached, her entrance softened like a puppy welcoming its master, and he slid in two long, thick digits.
Her wrinkled walls clenched tightly around his fingers, drooling with slick nectar.
Yong Yoo twisted them to coat every inch in the slippery, sticky fluid, then thrust roughly.
"Eut! Ahhk!"
As Wi A-han buried her face in his chest, enduring the teasing, Do Mun-hyang kissed Yong Yoo deeply, her hand sliding down to stroke his cock.
His shaft was so rigidly erect it seemed it might burst at a touch, but Do Mun-hyang naturally rubbed and stimulated it.
Soon after she began, precum leaked from the tip.
Wi A-han curled up near his cock and took the tip into her mouth, sucking eagerly. Seeing this, Do Mun-hyang reached down to gently massage his balls.
"Haa… Yoo Lang. You were amazing today."
"Thanks. I could win because you cheered me on."
After their long kiss, Do Mun-hyang chatted leisurely with Yong Yoo about the Dao Debate Tournament, all while diligently stimulating his balls with her hand.
Yong Yoo stroked Wi A-han's head with one hand and kneaded Do Mun-hyang's ass with the other as they talked.
"When Elder Brother Yeom summoned that massive wooden sword, weren't you scared?"
"I was. But backing down felt like it would mean defeat, so I countered."
"Ah…."
"I've learned momentum matters more in battle than I thought. Back when I claimed that fortuitous encounter, I faced two Core Formation Realm cultivators and pushed through with sheer presence to seize it."
"Indeed. Momentum. But what was that fog-like spell?"
"That was…."
Wi A-han devoted herself fully to servicing Yong Yoo's cock while listening to her master and mistress recount the day's heroics.
The hot, thick pillar stretched her throat, choking her breath. Tears welled from the strain, but she softened her throat as much as possible, eagerly taking him deeper.
Finally succeeding in engulfing the root with her lips, she stimulated him using her entire throat.
"Wuub… Hng… Oguuk…."
Slurp, slurp, slurp, slurp.
Bobbing her head back and forth, lips clamped tight, sucking noisily—the lewd sounds filled the room.
Do Mun-hyang blushed at the obscene symphony, unsure if it was arousing her first. Yong Yoo reached for her pussy, teasing her just as he had Wi A-han moments before.
His lower body serviced by the enchanting slave, upper body embracing his lovely Dao Companion—this was luxury beyond his past dreams.
'Becoming a cultivator has its perks like this.'
With such thoughts, Yong Yoo enjoyed Do Mun-hyang's cute moans from his touch, then firmly pressed down on Wi A-han's head.
Holding her head steady, he unleashed his seed deep in her throat.
Spurt, spurt!!
Sensing the impending climax from his swelling cock, Wi A-han closed her eyes and worked her throat to swallow the thick, viscous semen.
His load was heavier and denser than honey, hard to gulp down, but she mixed it with her drool and forced every drop down.
"Slurrrp! Sluuurp!"
After meticulously cleaning his cock, Wi A-han rose. Do Mun-hyang straddled Yong Yoo, rubbing her plump labia along his shaft.
The freshly cleaned cock was soon coated in her juices. Without even using her hand, she guided him inside with hip movements alone.
"Unng… So hot…."
Feeling him fill her, eyes closed, Do Mun-hyang placed hands on his abdomen and began rolling her hips. Wi A-han, having rinsed her mouth with strong liquor and spells, held some in her mouth and kissed Yong Yoo.
The fiery liquor flowed from her mouth into his; he drank it eagerly while gripping Do Mun-hyang's thighs, thrusting up in rhythm.
As he bucked, she bounced to match, her massive breasts swaying dizzyingly.
The bed shook wildly, liquor spilling from their lips, filling the air with its scent.
"Yoo Lang. Me too."
Do Mun-hyang lowered herself, and Yong Yoo kissed her, passing the liquor Wi A-han had given him.
Sharing the drink heightened their arousal further. Yong Yoo savored Do Mun-hyang's depths before flooding her innermost core.
He gently laid the trembling Do Mun-hyang—reaching a light climax—on the bed, mounted her, and resumed thrusting. She wrapped her legs around his waist familiarly.
Wi A-han sat by her head, tormenting her breasts with both hands. Do Mun-hyang squirmed under the delicate feminine touch, different from Yong Yoo's.
"Ah… A-han-ah…!"
"Mistress, I'm so jealous. Such big breasts…."
"Nng… Hauk! Aang! I… haa…! envy your body more, A-han."
Do Mun-hyang gazed mesmerized at Wi A-han's graceful, supple form above her.
"But Master prefers your voluptuous figure."
"…."
"Right?"
"Ahem! Both you and Hyang Mae have your own charms."
Teased by the pair's playful banter and hands, Do Mun-hyang sang out beautifully. Soon, Yong Yoo released inside her again.
Spurt, spurt!!
After two loads into Do Mun-hyang, he stacked Wi A-han's body atop hers and plunged straight into her.
"Ugh! Hng…!"
Do Mun-hyang watched Wi A-han take him roughly atop her, then nipped at the shaking breasts before her eyes.
"Hauk?! Mistress?!"
"You did it to me…."
Arm around Wi A-han's neck, Do Mun-hyang suckled her breasts like a baby bird feeding.
"Smack. Smaaack."
"Hng, haang! Ahak…!"
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
Bombarded by stimuli from all sides, Wi A-han climaxed swiftly. Yong Yoo showed no mercy, pounding faster.
"Ugh! Uh, ah, ah, ah…! Aaaah…!!"
Overwhelmed by repeated peaks, Wi A-han collapsed into Do Mun-hyang's chest.
As their bodies rocked together, Do Mun-hyang felt as if she were the one being fucked.
"Ah, ahaang! Aa…! Master! Master!"
"Yoo Lang…! Yoo Lang, come…!"
Yong Yoo climaxed savagely amid their harmonious cries, head spinning with excitement.
Spluuurt!!!
Despite multiple releases, his vigor held; one load filled Wi A-han completely.
She smiled in satisfaction at being brimming with him. Yong Yoo laid the ecstatic women side by side, admiring them from head to toe before inserting into Do Mun-hyang and fingering Wi A-han.
Thrusting steadily, he gauged their reactions, timing stimuli for simultaneous climax. Moments later, they peaked together.
"Aaaaah! Yoo Lang! Yoo Laaang!!"
"U…! Haaaaang…!!"
Afterward, he enjoyed Wi A-han once more, fucked Do Mun-hyang from behind on all fours like a bitch.
He kissed Do Mun-hyang tenderly like lovers while ravaging Wi A-han, or teamed with Wi A-han to test how many consecutive climaxes Do Mun-hyang could endure.
Until the moon waned and sun rose, they reveled in passion. Finally, he had them kneel between his legs for dual oral service.
Do Mun-hyang and Wi A-han serviced devotedly—softly like kissing each other, fiercely like cats fighting over food. Thus sated, Yong Yoo ended with a fulfilling release.
"I'd love more, but… Upper Ancient Secret Realm in a few days. This'll do."
"Mmph, yes…."
"Yesss…."
Mouths full of semen, they swallowed diligently in response. Yong Yoo stroked their heads affectionately.