Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 2121 - 441: Screwing the Transcendent Realm! 1

After the True Qi managed to connect and endure the first fierce outburst, the deadliest obstacle had been overcome.

Now, Wang Yue just needed to gradually blend his vital force with Yu Suxin's, subduing the ferocious, uncontrolled power inside her. By pulling her disordered Qi into himself and refining it via his Dual Cultivation method, he could then return it to her to mend her injured meridians and internal organs using the harmonious Yin-Yang forces.

Because of his latest advancement in cultivation, Wang Yue avoided the fatigue that had overwhelmed him before. Rather, an unusual burst of energy filled him as he seized complete command of the procedure.

With the method now running automatically, the burden on his mind lightened, and he allowed himself to unwind completely.

'Yingying, it’s working. Our True Qi is locked in. Just a little more Dual Cultivation and your Master will be back with us,' Wang Yue said, swiftly relaying the positive update to Li Yingying, who waited nervously beside the bed.

Joy exploded in Yingying, but that joy was rapidly eclipsed by overwhelming shame. Previously, she had lingered to aid her brother-in-law in positioning his cock into her insensate Master purely to preserve her life. Yet, with the crisis averted, remaining would position her directly in view, observing her cherished man ravaging her most honored guide.

She rose to her feet, shifting uncomfortably. 'I... I should probably head out then.'

'Wait, don’t,' Wang Yue halted her at once. 'Your brother and the others are right outside. If you open that door now, they’ll see everything. Besides, I still need your help for the next part.'

'My help? With what?' Yingying asked, truly intrigued.

'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 appeared doubtful, yet her trust in Wang Yue was unwavering. 'But Master is in a deep coma. She can’t feel anything, can she?'

'Don’t worry about that. Once I stabilize her Qi, she’ll drift from a deep coma into a shallow sleep. She won’t be ’awake,’ per se, but her body will regain its senses and start reacting instinctively,' Wang Yue explained.

'Oh...' Yingying nodded, comprehending only partially, but she remained in place.

Wang Yue stayed deeply embedded within Yu Suxin, holding a constant rhythm while directing the energy circulation. Her meridians continued in disarray; he couldn't yet entrust it wholly to the technique's automatic function.

As their energies merged, they formed a unified, indivisible power. Beneath their shared impact, the 'wild' Qi inside her was slowly shattered and tamed, incorporating into the flow and steadily amplifying the potency of the Dual Cultivation True Qi.

As a Transcendent Realm powerhouse, Yu Suxin delivered enormous advantages to Wang Yue through this cultivation. Even during this preliminary balancing period, his cultivation base began ascending at an evident pace.

Yu Suxin reaped equal rewards. The energy concentrated not on brute force but on revitalizing her fractured meridians, her Dantian, and her profoundly injured organs.

Following another half-hour of vigorous energy circulation, the turbulent power was at last subdued. Right then, Wang Yue's body quivered subtly.

He propelled beyond the late stage of the fourth level in the Mortal Shedding Realm, attaining the peak of that level without effort, and the surge persisted onward.

'Alright, it’s time. Let’s get started,' Wang Yue instructed Yingying.

He didn't pause for her to act before launching into his own tempo. Having been firmly gripped inside her for close to three hours, he at last started plunging his thick cock in and out of Yu Suxin’s tight, elite little snatch.

Yingying had never witnessed such a sight. She froze in place, eyes widened, turning to Wang Yue for cues.

Wang Yue flashed her an encouraging smile. He bent forward, seizing one of Yu Suxin’s full breasts, squeezing and shaping the pliant tissue. He drew nearer, capturing a nipple between his lips to suck and flick his tongue over it. 'Come on, Yingying. She’s your Master, don’t be shy.'

His actions stirred Yingying's curiosity. She imitated him, clasping her Master’s other breast, kneading it before lowering herself to nurse the remaining nipple.

Moments later, Wang Yue grabbed a small jar he had prepared earlier. 'If just sucking on them feels a bit plain, we can add some flavor,' he joked.

He uncapped the jar, gathered a portion of the dense, sticky material, and applied it to Yu Suxin’s nipple before resuming his attentions.

Captivated, Yingying inspected the nearby jars and bottles. They contained cream, honey, and assorted fruit jams. These were plainly not for 'medical' purposes, nor lubricants—their intent was solely to be licked from her Master’s skin.

Doubts arose in Yingying about Wang Yue’s real intentions. 'Is doing this... really helping Master?'

'Of course it is. Haven’t you noticed? Her nipples are already getting hard,' Wang Yue murmured, his voice dampened by the breast against his lips. 'And her pussy is reacting too. It’s starting to get wet, and she’s actively clenching around my cock. Shit, it feels so good!'

He spoke no lies. Yu Suxin’s inner walls were innately constricting, but with her body now responding on instinct, they throbbed with each drive. The silky, tight passage gripped his shaft like a suction, rendering every motion a pleasurable challenge.

Wang Yue observed more: it was no longer only his technique coursing through her. A different energy within her had roused and started flowing—a energy carrying its own natural Dual Cultivation qualities.

While Yu Suxin’s internal art was scarcely one-tenth as powerful as Wang Yue’s superior Dual Cultivation technique, their interaction produced a profound enhancement in quality.

This not only almost doubled the healing process's efficiency but also magnified the physical delight of each penetration to exponential heights.

Though Yu Suxin remained insensate and unable to engage willfully, the intense pleasure Wang Yue derived from thrusting into her rivaled or exceeded those with his most skilled, enthusiastic companions.

At Wang Yue’s words, Li Yingying’s eyes lowered to their union. Indeed, each time Wang Yue’s enormous shaft withdrew from her Master’s small, firm slit, it drew forth a heavy, creamy fluid.

This was evidently not the lubricant she had aided in applying before; the shade was wrong, and the quantity excessive. Virgin or not, Yingying wasn't ignorant—especially after her bus 'incident.' She recalled the mortifying rush of fluids from that blissful clash.

Her Master's such leakage confirmed she was immersed in that very same overwhelming rapture.

No, Yingying reflected, Master must be experiencing it far more intensely. On the bus, she had merely been pressed against through layers of cloth. Her Master was presently skewered deeply within.

For an instant, a twinge of jealousy hit Yingying toward her Master, but gladness soon overtook it. Her Master not only enjoyed supreme ecstasy but channeled it to repair her ravaged body. It formed an ideal mutual gain.

Completely persuaded by Wang Yue’s explanation, Yingying acted promptly. She chose her preferred fruit jam, ladled a hefty amount, and spread it across her Master’s flawless, ivory breast and the vivid, sheer nipple crowning it. She inclined forward, lapping it away gradually like a voracious kitten.

Beneath their united efforts, the slumbering Yu Suxin’s breaths grew labored swiftly. Her seductive, elite-cultivation form began to twist reflexively, her rounded hips rising and pressing up to welcome Wang Yue’s robust cock amid every pounding rhythm.