Once the True Qi successfully bridged and withstood that initial violent surge, the most lethal hurdle was cleared.
From here, all Wang Yue had to do was slowly merge his essence with Yu Suxinâs, taming the wild, rampaging energy within her. He would draw her chaotic Qi into his own body to harmonize it through his Dual Cultivation technique, then cycle it back into her system to repair her damaged meridians and organs with the balanced Yin-Yang energy.
Thanks to his recent breakthrough in cultivation, Wang Yue didnât collapse from exhaustion like he had last time. Instead, he felt strangely invigorated as he took full control of the process.
As the technique shifted into autopilot, the mental strain eased, and he finally let himself relax.
"Yingying, itâs working. Our True Qi is locked in. Just a little more Dual Cultivation and your Master will be back with us," Wang Yue said, immediately sharing the good news with Li Yingying, who was waiting anxiously by the bed.
Yingying was ecstatic, but that relief was instantly followed by a wave of crushing embarrassment. Earlier, sheâd stayed behind to help her brother-in-law guide his cock into her unconscious Master out of pure necessity to save her life. But now that the danger had passed, staying meant sheâd be front-row center, watching her favorite man plow her most respected mentor.
She stood up, fidgeting. "I... I should probably head out then."
"Wait, donât," Wang Yue stopped her quickly. "Your brother and the others are right outside. If you open that door now, theyâll see everything. Besides, I still need your help for the next part."
"My help? With what?" Yingying asked, genuinely curious.
"With stimulating your Master," Wang Yue grinned. "The thing about this Dual Cultivation method is that it thrives on pleasure. The more intense the sensation for both parties, the better the results. It supercharges the healing process."
Yingying looked skeptical, but she trusted Wang Yue implicitly. "But Master is in a deep coma. She canât feel anything, can she?"
"Donât worry about that. Once I stabilize her Qi, sheâll drift from a deep coma into a shallow sleep. She wonât be âawake,â per se, but her body will regain its senses and start reacting instinctively," Wang Yue explained.
"Oh..." Yingying nodded, only half-understanding, but she stayed put.
Wang Yue remained buried deep inside Yu Suxin, keeping his pace steady as he guided the energy flow. Her meridians were still a mess; he couldnât leave it entirely to the techniqueâs autopilot yet.
As their energies fused, they became a single, inseparable force. Under their combined influence, the "wild" Qi within her was gradually broken and "domesticated," joining the cycle and making the Dual Cultivation True Qi grow increasingly potent.
Yu Suxin was a powerhouse of the Transcendent Realm. Cultivating with someone of her caliber provided Wang Yue with massive benefits. Even in this early stabilization phase, his own cultivation level was beginning to climb at a visible rate.
Yu Suxin was benefiting just as much. Instead of raw power, the energy was focused on nourishing her shattered meridians, her Dantian, and her heavily traumatized internal organs.
After another thirty minutes of intense cycling, the chaotic energy was finally tamed. At that exact moment, Wang Yueâs body shuddered slightly.
He surged past the late stage of the fourth level of the Mortal Shedding Realm, hitting the peak of the fourth level effortlessly, and the momentum wasnât stopping.
"Alright, itâs time. Letâs get started," Wang Yue told Yingying.
He didnât wait for her to move before he started his own rhythm. After being clamped tight inside her for nearly three hours, he finally began to drive his thick cock in and out of Yu Suxinâs tight, elite little snatch.
Yingying had never seen anything like this. She stood there helpless, eyes wide, looking at Wang Yue for direction.
Wang Yue gave her a reassuring smile. He leaned down, cupping one of Yu Suxinâs heavy breasts, kneading and molding the soft flesh. He leaned in, taking a nipple into his mouth to suck and swirl his tongue around it. "Come on, Yingying. Sheâs your Master, donât be shy."
Watching him made Yingying curious. She mimicked his movements, grabbing her Masterâs other breast, massaging it before leaning down to suckle on the other nipple.
After a moment, Wang Yue reached for a small jar he had set aside earlier. "If just sucking on them feels a bit plain, we can add some flavor," he joked.
He opened the jar, scooped out some thick, gooey substance, and smeared it over Yu Suxinâs nipple before diving back in.
Intrigued, Yingying checked the other jars and bottles nearby. They were filled with cream, honey, and various fruit jams. These definitely werenât for "medical" use, and they certainly werenât lubricants. Their only purpose was to be eaten off her Masterâs body.
Yingying began to wonder about Wang Yueâs true motives. "Is doing this... really helping Master?"
"Of course it is. Havenât you noticed? Her nipples are already getting hard," Wang Yue mumbled, his words muffled by the breast in his mouth. "And her pussy is reacting too. Itâs starting to get wet, and sheâs actively clenching around my cock. Shit, it feels so good!"
He wasnât exaggerating. Yu Suxinâs walls were naturally tight, but now that her body was reacting instinctively, she was pulsing with every thrust. The soft, snug canal was vacuum-sealing around his shaft, making every stroke a delicious struggle.
Wang Yue also noticed something else: it wasnât just his technique running through her anymore. Another power within her had awakened and begun to circulateâa power that seemed to have its own innate Dual Cultivation properties.
Although Yu Suxinâs own internal technique was barely a tenth as effective as Wang Yueâs high-tier Dual Cultivation art, the synergy between the two created a massive qualitative shift.
Not only did it nearly double the overall efficiency of the healing process, but the sheer physical pleasure of each thrust became exponentially more intense.
Even though Yu Suxin was still unconscious and couldnât consciously participate, the raw sensation Wang Yue felt while plowing her was easily on par withâif not better thanâthe sessions he had with his most experienced, fully active partners.
Hearing Wang Yueâs words, Li Yingyingâs gaze drifted down to where the two were joined. Sure enough, every time Wang Yueâs massive shaft pulled out of her Masterâs petite, tight slit, it dragged out a thick, milky-white fluid.
This clearly wasnât the lubricant she had helped apply earlier; the color was off, and the volume was way too high. Yingying might still be a virgin, but she wasnât cluelessâespecially after her own "incident" on the bus. She remembered the shameful flood of nectar sheâd produced just from the pleasure of that encounter.
Seeing her Master leaking like this was proof enough that she was feeling that same explosive bliss.
No, Yingying thought, Master has to be feeling it even more. Back on the bus, she had only been grinded against through her clothes. Her Master was currently being impaled deep inside.
For a split second, Yingying felt a pang of envy toward her Master, but it was quickly replaced by relief. Not only was her Master experiencing peak pleasure, but she was using it to mend her broken body. It was a perfect win-win.
Now fully convinced by Wang Yueâs logic, Yingying didnât hesitate. She picked out her favorite fruit jam, scooped out a generous dollop, and smeared it all over her Masterâs snow-white, crystalline breast and the ruby-red, translucent nipple at its peak. She leaned in, licking it off bit by bit like a greedy kitten.
Under their combined efforts, the sleeping Yu Suxinâs breathing quickly became ragged. Her sexy, high-cultivation physique began to writhe instinctively, her plump backside arching and thrusting upward to meet Wang Yueâs heavy cock with every rhythmic slam.