Mysterious Power
The higher a woman's cultivation, the faster she accumulated Yuan Yin energy through practice, and the longer she cultivated, the more she gathered.
Though this Yuan Yin from cultivation wasn't as pure as what the body naturally produced, its effects were still excellent.
The purest Yuan Yin, however, could only be slowly accumulated over time—martial artists didn't gather it any faster than ordinary people.
In short, even with a regular person, the first dual cultivation session would yield great results, and the effect only improved with age.
But there was a catch: unlike cultivators who stayed eternally youthful, ordinary folk aged. If they were too old, Wang Yue simply couldn't bring himself to go down on them.
Since Wang Yue had arrived too early, it was just past seven in the morning.
He didn't sneak away. Instead, he boldly left with his big aunt, heading toward his grandmother's main residence.
Unlike the populous Wang family, the Su family now had only seven members—and one of them, Su Mengqing, rarely stayed home.
With so few people, they made a habit of eating breakfast together every morning.
They hadn't gone far before running into Su Mengqing. Due to the special circumstances, she'd returned yesterday and hadn't gone back to the Adventurers' Association.
"Yue'er, what brings you here?" Su Mengqing lit up with surprise and joy at the sight of Wang Yue. She was growing more loving and dependent on him by the day. Even after such a short time apart, she missed him terribly and longed to throw herself at him... well, pull him into her arms.
But with her big sister right there, she held back the impulse.
This was just Su Mengqing feeling guilty, though—after all, an aunt hugging her nephew was perfectly normal. No one would think twice.
Seeing her little sister hesitate, Su Mengyun chuckled. "Come on, drop the act."
Su Mengqing's heart skipped. "Act? What act?"
"Playing coy." Su Mengyun grinned. "Your saucy pussy's been fucked by him how many times now? And you're too shy for a hug?"
"Huh?" Su Mengqing blinked, stunned, glancing at her beaming big sister and Wang Yue's smiling face. Realization dawned.
Su Mengyun continued, "I spoiled you rotten since you were little, and you don't even share something this good? Hogging it all for yourself."
Ignoring the teasing, Su Mengqing lunged forward, wrapping Wang Yue in a tight embrace and lavishing her affection. "Well, well, kiddo. Got her already, huh?"
Wang Yue's hands roamed her back and plump ass as he laughed. "Nah, she got me. Big Aunt took charge today—I got reverse-fucked."
"That wild?" Su Mengqing gaped at her big sister in shock.
Su Mengyun flushed, shooting Wang Yue a glare. "Blame this brat. He had a plan but wouldn't spill it, leaving everyone worried. And it forced me to... boost my cultivation right before the fight."
"Knew there was a plan. I figured it out yesterday," Su Mengqing said smugly. "Good thing I kept quiet."
"Why not say it if you knew?" Su Mengyun grumbled. "You let us all fret."
"Would you have reverse-fucked our Yue'er if I had?" Su Mengqing giggled. "Even if you didn't, he'd have found a way to fuck you eventually—but that takes time. So I let you enjoy our nephew's big dick early. Shouldn't you thank me instead of blaming?"
Su Mengyun blushed furiously, stubborn as ever. "Like it's some big treat. As if anyone's dying for it."
"Not dying for it?" Su Mengqing stifled a laugh, feigning scolding at Wang Yue. "Yue'er, you must not have tried hard enough with Big Aunt. She doesn't crave your cock? Clearly, you didn't fuck her good enough."
Su Mengyun, fresh off her first time with Wang Yue, wasn't as bold in front of him as Su Mengqing. The teasing left her red-faced.
Wang Yue patted his little aunt's bouncy ass, ending the hug. "Alright, quit teasing Big Aunt."
Su Mengqing laughed. "What, new girl's already replaced the old one?"
"New girl? I'm her sister," Su Mengyun shot back.
Su Mengqing grinned. "In the Su family, sure. But we're all Yue'er's women now. By initiation order, you should call me big sis."
Su Mengyun rolled her eyes. "By that logic, I'd have to call Jin'er and Xiuer 'big sis' too?"
"Mom, what're you talking about? What big sis?" A voice chimed in—Su Jin'er and Su Xiuer, the twin sisters, arrived together.
Su Mengyun jolted. She couldn't hide her relationship with Wang Yue from her daughters forever, but getting exposed like this? She'd die of shame—especially after lecturing them yesterday over the same thing.
"Nothing," she said quickly. "Just scolding this brat."
The sisters assumed Mom was mad at their cousin over their incident.
"Mom, we told you—it wasn't his fault. We wanted it," Su Jin'er said hastily.
"And with everything going on, let's focus on the Tianhai Zhang family first," Su Xiuer added. "We can talk about the rest later."
"That's exactly what I mean," Su Mengyun said, relieved to dodge the bullet. "He had a plan all along but kept it secret, stressing everyone out. Deserves a beating, right?"
Oh, that. The sisters relaxed and nodded. "Totally!"
Su Mengqing stifled a laugh at the mother-daughters' deflection.
Wang Yue spoke up. "Actually, I did it on purpose."
"Why?" all four women asked in unison.
"Isn't this a golden opportunity?" Wang Yue said. "The three great families have ruled Jinling forever—everyone's polite to our faces. Hard to tell friend from foe. Now we see who's who."
The women nodded; it made perfect sense.
Su Mengqing sighed. "Pity—no one's on our side."
Su Mengyun countered, "Human nature. If it were us, we'd stay neutral unless it hit the other two families. Those who didn't side with the Zhangs? Worth keeping."
"True," Wang Yue agreed.
"As for the traitors," Su Mengyun continued, "the distant ones? Fine. But those close to us, who took our favors and flipped the moment trouble hit? After this, they don't get to stay."
Her commanding aura returned, fierce and dominant. Su Mengqing, Su Jin'er, and Su Xiuer gazed at her in awe.
Wang Yue's mind wandered: God, I wanna grab this unstoppable Big Aunt and fuck her senseless—turn the lofty queen into my little sex slave, begging 'Master.' That'd hit hard.
"Big Aunt, Little Aunt, Jin'er Sis, Xiuer Sis, Cousin." Another voice greeted everyone.
It was Wang Yuyao and Su Jiaojiao, mother and daughter. Su Jiaojiao beamed; Wang Yuyao scowled.
Up close, Su Jiaojiao stuck her tongue out at Wang Yue. Wang Yuyao grabbed his ear. "Brat, come with me. We need to talk."
Guessing from his cousin's apologetic look, Wang Yue said, "Auntie, we're all family. Say it here."
"Family?" Wang Yuyao paused, then got it. "You've dual cultivated with them all, huh?"
"Yep. All family now," Wang Yue nodded honestly.
His candor didn't calm her—it hurt more. "Am I even your real aunt?"
"Then why treat me different?" she fumed. "You fucked all your relatives' saucy pussies. Why skip mine?"
Wang Yuyao was bold as ever—bluntly spilling it in front of everyone, no shame.
Knowing "loose lips" would backfire, Wang Yue flipped it. "So fucking my pussy's just for dual cultivation? Fine, pick: future pussy-fucks or dual cultivation?"
"Pussy-fucks, duh," Wang Yuyao blurted, then caught on. "Wait—no! Jiaojiao said dual cultivation doesn't stop pussy-fucks—makes 'em better. Don't trick me, brat!"
"Yuyao, why fixate on dual cultivation? As long as it feels good, right?" Su Mengyun advised. "He admitted he planned for the Zhangs—no need for us to fight. Cultivation level won't matter."
"It does matter! You strong ones get more years to enjoy. Me, weak? You'll all be young while I'm old."
Everyone chuckled. That was her hang-up.
"Auntie, it's not like we'll never dual cultivate," Wang Yue laughed. "Early or late, no big diff."
He explained dual cultivation's ties to age and cultivation: more sessions better under equal conditions, but marginal unless a huge gap caused qualitative change.
"Oh, that? No problem then!" Wang Yuyao beamed, anger gone.
That was her charm—straightforward, quick to rage, quicker to cool.
"Auntie, dual cultivate next time?" Wang Yue promised, charmed.
"Why wait? Start now." Wang Yuyao's boldness unchanged—she'd fuck her nephew in broad daylight, in front of all.
Not from nymphomania, but logic: all his women now, no secrets. Do what you want.
Wang Yue sighed. "Breakfast time. Grandma's probably waiting. We'll worry her."
"Dual cultivate while eating." Wang Yuyao shrugged. "Eating's hands and mouth—not pussy and cock. We can fuck and feast."
"Auntie, you're the daughter-in-law. Fucking another man in front of your mother-in-law? Cool?" Wang Yue teased.
"No outsiders," she said, then paused. "Wait—you haven't claimed Grandma yet, have you?"
Realizing her slip—with Su Mengyun and Su Mengqing there—she froze.
Su Mengyun laughed. "Yeah, you're slacking."
Wang Yue blinked. "Big Aunt, you support it?"
"Of course—I'm Jin'er and Xiuer's mom."
"What's that got to do—"
"Duh. My girls honor their mom; I honor mine," Su Mengyun said. "Didn't know how good you were before. Now? Share the joy. Unlike Qing'er, hogging it."
"Sis, again?" Su Mengqing groaned. "Don't forget—I pushed him to you all."
"True?" Su Mengyun asked Wang Yue.
"Yep. Little Aunt was my first blood relative. Without her nudge, no way I'd touch kin. It's incest."
"How'd you start with Little Aunt?" Su Jiaojiao asked curiously.
As they walked to the main house, Wang Yue recounted his story with Su Mengqing.
The women envied her a bit—saved at death's door, pure love blooming then.
Theirs? Kinship sparked lust, lust love. Complex, beautiful—but not pure.
Still, they'd choose this path again: kinship, love, lust intertwined beat pure romance.
When they arrived, Chen Lingwei was waiting.
"Yue'er, why're you here?" she asked, puzzled by the group.
"Grandma, Cousin's here to say no worries about the Tianhai Zhangs," Su Jiaojiao piped up.
Wang Yue outlined his plan.
Chen Lingwei nodded, pleased. "Yue'er's grown up. Turning crisis to advantage—well done."
She waved them to sit for breakfast.
Su Jiaojiao bit into a bun, mumbling, "Grandma, if Cousin's grown, can he marry yet?"
Chen Lingwei smiled. "Not yet. Mature mind, but only fifteen—body's not ready. Too early."
"But lots of family kids marry at twelve or thirteen. Why not Cousin at fifteen?"
"Name one core heir or prodigy who does," Chen Lingwei said. "Early marriage harms the body. Side branches without talent? Pushed to breed quick."
Su Jiaojiao gaped. "That's brutal—ruining lives!"
"Not ruin. Low talent? Might as well marry young, enjoy life."
"Marriage is just living together, right?" Su Jiaojiao pressed. "How's that 'enjoying life'? Can't you without?"
Chen Lingwei faltered. Explain sex to her grandson?
Su Mengyun cut in. "Not one-size-fits-all. Yue'er might be gifted—age no issue."
Gifted?
Chen Lingwei glanced at Wang Yue, heart stirring.
Not lust for her grandson—just old urges stirred.
She was a woman, ripe and vigorous. Needs unmet since that incident thirty years ago—no sex since.
Hands helped sometimes, but faked it. Today, granddaughter and daughter poked it awake—with "gifted," her mind wandered.
Wang Yuyao's mind raced too. Quick three orgasms with nephew unsatisfied her; dual cultivation talk itched her. Big sis's words fanned the flames.
She wolfed breakfast, yanked Wang Yue. "Mom, got stuff with Yue'er. Excuse us."
Ignoring if he'd finished, she dragged him out.
"Me too!" Su Jiaojiao chased—knowing exactly for what.
Too full from yesterday, but thrilled. She loved watching Mom and Cousin fuck—exciting even as spectator.
Chen Lingwei shrugged at their whirlwind ways.
Su Mengyun added, "Mom, Jiaojiao's right—Yue'er's marriage-ready. And multiple wives, since he's the last male heir."
"Too soon. Few more years," Chen Lingwei said. One wife worried her; multiples? He'd ruin his foundation in bed.
"What if he's gifted?" Su Mengyun grinned. "Coordinate with Chen family first. If ok, marry Jin'er and Xiuer to him."
"No—cousins. Kids?" Chen Lingwei frowned.
"Qingluan might help," Su Mengqing said. "She's got insights on inbreeding fixes—but as a non-marrier, didn't pursue. I can ask."
Su Mengqing meant Miao Qingluan, one of Jinling's Four Absolutes, divine doctor. Miao family, medical dynasty, stayed neutral—elevated by her.
No close ties, but she and Su Mengqing bonded as non-marrriers. Association president dealt with Miao often—adventurers got hurt constantly.
Su Jin'er and Su Xiuer beamed inwardly—official status!
They adored Cousin body and soul, destined together—but secretly, as cousins.
Solve inbreeding? Openly his, sans gossip—even if Chen Xi sole wife.
Indecisive Chen Lingwei relented. "We'll see."
As the Sus plotted Wang Yue's twins' future—and he dual cultivated with aunt at her place—the Tianhai Zhangs gathered again.
Mostly yesterday's crowd, plus a white-haired elder and stern middle-aged man.
The elder: Zhang family Old Ancestor, Mortal Shedding Realm mid-5th layer, near-300-year super-strong ancient.
He could look young easily—even reverse age. But kept the aged look, for reasons unknown.
Middle-aged: Third Ancestor, Mortal Shedding Realm late-1st layer, current head Zhang Jianyuan's grandpa.
Unlike yesterday's apathy, all grave—including ancestors.
Gathered because: yesterday afternoon's dispatched Second Ancestor group, due in Jinling pre-dawn, vanished. No contact.
Last sighted near a Zhang-controlled small city. Zhang Jianyuan alerted them immediately; report back.
As head, Zhang Jianyuan spoke first. "Checked thoroughly—no battle traces for dozens of li. Can't contact them. Two possibilities: they shut off flight locators and detoured, or a powerhouse killed or captured them."
All knew option one was delusion—Second Ancestor had no reason.
Old Ancestor spoke. "To erase or nab Hongtao silently? At least Mortal Shedding Realm 3rd layer—maybe my equal. Thoughts on the force?"
"Hua family ambush?" a guess—most likely.
Zhang Jianyuan shook head. "Unlikely. We feud, but killing Mortal Shedding greats? Eternal vendetta. They flew full speed; even if spies alerted, Hua reaction and Old Ancestor mobilization takes time—can't catch pre-Jinling."
Made sense. Hua had three Mortal Shedding ancestors too, but only one could stealth-kill three.
Like Zhang Old Ancestor, Hua's was a pillar—rarely moved.
"Powerful force found treasure there? Conflict?" another guessed.
Zhang Jianyuan: "No—even treasure emergence leaves bigger traces than battle. We'd spot."
"Mysterious power shielding Jinling three families?" one joked, laughing first.
Zhang Jianyuan nodded. "I suspect that. Remember Liu family's son-in-law mysteriously dying in Jinling? Liu dropped it—not just indifference; probably this fear."
Still, Zhangs balked. Such backing, why stay in tiny Jinling? Not contest super-city Tianhai?
Seeing no consensus, Old Ancestor spoke. "Don't act rashly till clear. We're big in Tianhai, but stronger abound. Don't get arrogant."
Long-lived feared death most. Mortal Shedding lifespan unknown—first batch still alive, deaths accidental.
Return to Truth Realm: ~300 years. Old Ancestor hadn't even hit that—cautious, avoiding strong foes.
Zhang Jianyuan—wait, Zhang Cheng? cried, "My son's doomed? Grandpa, your great-grandson!"
Third Ancestor his grandpa; couldn't sway Old Ancestor, but kin tugged Third.
"This..." Third Ancestor glanced at Old.
Old Ancestor nodded. "Send one more to Jinling—investigate, retrieve. Low cultivation; don't alert mystery."
"Thanks, Ancestor," Zhang Cheng bowed.
Zhang Jianyuan pondered. "Zhang Hong, you. Your level won't alarm them. You've met Jinling three families—perfect."
"Oh?" Old Ancestor eyed Zhang Hong. "You know them? Ideal. Probe covertly—no clashes. Report if mystery protects."
Zhang Hong's mind screamed: This fucker Jianyuan's burying me! Li Chonghe weaker than me—still erased!
But refusing Old Ancestor? Suicide. He accepted, vowing in Jinling: tail between legs. No offending—even small families.
Zhang Hong prepped till near noon, then low-key left with two aides.
Wang Yue, compensating aunt: 7:30am to 11:30am, four hours abed with her and daughter.
Nonstop pounding? Even tough Wang Yuyao'd break.
He didn't. Total fuck-time under an hour; rest flirting.
Su Jiaojiao loved watching—exhausted but helped: sucking Mom's tits, licking her saucy pussy. Bliss.
Wang Yuyao shattered: eight squirting orgasms under duo-assault, legs jelly. Cultivation surged—from Spirit Condensation Realm past Earth Palace Realm to Heavenly Origin Realm 2nd layer.
Wang Yue gained too: purer True Qi, near Return to Truth Realm 9th peak.
Each new partner boosted him hugely.
But harem finite; henceforth, grind slow.
Near noon, he left for parking lot, drove from Su Family Manor.
Wang Yuyao rested, then with Su Jiaojiao to main house—lunch soon. Post-seclusion, Sus ate together.
Lunch not ready; Su Mengyun's absent; Su Mengqing at Association.
"You two? Where's Yue'er?" Chen Lingwei asked, noting no Wang Yue.
"Back to Wangs—hasn't shared plan. Can't worry them," Wang Yuyao said.
"What'd you drag him for all morning?" Chen Lingwei pried.
"Started training, then grilled him." Wang Yuyao smirked—half-real; no acting skill. Plotting mother-in-law.
"Grill what?" Chen Lingwei wondered. His aunt—knows all.
Training? Routine—none succeeded with Wang Yue yet; always tried.
"Big Sis said gifted? Checked if true," Wang Yuyao said.
Chen Lingwei chuckled. Su Mengyun joked; Yuyao took literal—with Jiaojiao there?
But her excitement infectious. "Results?"
"Big Sis right—Yue'er is gifted!" Wang Yuyao beamed. "He'll boom the families' lines."
Chen Lingwei blinked. "How gifted?"
"Cock this thick, this long." Wang Yuyao gestured.
Chen Lingwei startled. Fifteen-year-old nephew's dick? Absurd!
But size? Laughed. Bull—rare even adults.
"Got it," she humored.
Wang Yuyao bristled. "Don't believe? Lucky I have pics." Wrist-comm out, tapped.