Dual Cultivation: Gathering SSS-Rank Wives in the Cultivation World-Chapter 357- Yuna really is gone case

"YESH! PLEASHE! GIVE IT TO ME! GIVE ME YOUR SHEED! MAKE ME PREGNANT! I WANT—HNNNGH—I WANT YOUR BABY!"

Her words were barely recognizable through the sobbing and screaming, but I understood.

She was trying to mimic Yu Xiang.

Naturally, I can guess both would not have any better relationships after what that woman did to her, but I care less.

My balls tightened impossibly, pulled up close to my body. That familiar pressure built at the base of my spine—hot, urgent, demanding release.

PHAACK! SCHLKH! PHAACK!

"Here it comes," I grunted, burying myself to the hilt one final time. My cockhead punched through her cervix completely this time, entering her womb directly.

"GYAAAAAAHHH~! SHO DEEP! YOU’RE INSHIDE MY—AAAAHHH!"

Then I came.

The first rope of cum exploded directly into her womb, thick and hot. I felt it splash against her inner walls, coating everything white.

"HNNNNGH! SHO HOT! IT’SH BURNING INSIDE ME! TOO MUCH! MY WOMB ISH—IT’SH FILLING UP!"

Spurt after spurt followed, each one just as thick as the last. My cock pulsed inside her, pumping load after load directly into her deepest place.

Her pussy clenched violently, milking every drop from me. Her own orgasm crashed through her simultaneously—violent, earth-shattering, mind-breaking.

"AAAAHHHNNNNYAAAAAANNNGH~!"

Her scream echoed off the mountain peaks, carrying across the valley below. Birds scattered from nearby trees. The very air seemed to vibrate with the intensity of her release.

I held her there, pinned against the rock, my cock twitching and spurting inside her womb until my balls were completely empty. Her stomach distended slightly from the sheer volume of cum I’d dumped inside her—a small, visible bulge just below her navel.

When the last pulse finally subsided, I felt it.

That familiar sensation—power flowing back into me. But different this time. Weaker.

[DING!]

A translucent blue window materialized in my vision, floating in the air between us.

[DUAL CULTIVATION COMPLETE]

Partner: Yuna (Cat-Kin, Deflowered)

Realm: Bronze Body → Silver Body (Instant Advancement!)

Rewards Gained:

- Vitality Points: +18,500

- Harem Points: +12,000

- Body Cultivation Insight: Basic Feline Bloodline Integration (Tier 1)

- Beast Affinity: +5% (Cat-Kin specific)

Current Status:

- Vitality: 8,547,200 / 15,000,000

- Harem Points: 2,762,000

[ Status: Heroine is Undesignated and Artificially Created ]

’!’

’Artifical?’, I stared at the numbers, my expression neutral even as Yuna hung limp in my arms, like a rag doll but soft and fucable.

Eighteen thousand vitality points.

Twelve thousand harem.

My mind flashed to the last time I’d fucked Akane—the nine-tailed woman whose Void Returning realm had given me over two hundred thousand vitality points in a single session.

Forget her Great Mahayana Realm in this world.

Yu Xiang’s breakthrough to Divine Transformation had netted me nearly three hundred thousand.

This is nothing.

The thought wasn’t cruel—just factual.

Yuna was Bronze Body, barely at the threshold of true cultivation. The rewards reflected that reality.

But she’s an investment, I reminded myself, pulling back slightly to look at her wrecked face.

Her mother is Peak Diamond Body and if I can breed her and leave a heir while take away Yuna with me.

I might leave an heir here too.

The Cat Clan has resources. And more importantly—she’s emotionally vulnerable now. Perfectly positioned.

The system window flickered again.

[NOTICE]

New Bond Established: Yuna (Tier: SS-Rank)

Upgrade Potential: High (Virgin imprinting + Emotional dependency + Pain-to-Pleasure conversion = Optimal loyalty trajectory)

Recommendation: Continue cultivation sessions to advance bond tier and unlock bloodline synergies.

I dismissed the window with a thought.

Sabrina will be worth fifty times this, I calculated coldly. And when I finally get to Mamoon... a matriarchal clan leader? That’s where the real gains begin.

I pulled back slightly to look at her face.

Completely wrecked.

Her eyes were rolled back, showing only whites. Drool ran freely from her open mouth. Tears streaked her flushed cheeks. Her whole body hung limp in my arms, kept upright only by my cock still buried inside her and her legs weakly locked around my waist.

But she was smiling.

A broken, satisfied, utterly ruined smile.

"Good girl," I murmured, brushing a strand of sweat-soaked red hair from her forehead. "You did well for your first time."

Now... time to set the hook deeper.

I carefully lowered us both to the grass, keeping my cock inside her as I laid her down gently.

Her pussy twitched weakly around me, cum already leaking out around my shaft despite me still plugging her entrance.

’Sigh... Have I really reached the Safuration?’, It was almost as if my potency for women reached a threshold where, rather than making me feel pleasure, I was more in control and the women around me felt more like glass.

I needed someone as a challenge, pleasurable rather than just someone who pounds me; I want to feel too.

The words hit me like ice water despite the heat still radiating from our joined bodies.

"Professor, I am sorry, I am not enough."

My head snapped up.

Yuna was crying—not the overwhelmed tears from before, but something deeper. Something that twisted in my chest unexpectedly. Her golden eyes, normally so bright and eager, were dim with self-loathing.

She knew.

Somehow, through her fucked-out haze, she’d felt it. The disappointment. The calculation. The cold assessment that she wasn’t what I needed.

’Fuck.’

Before I could process it, her trembling hand reached down between us. Her small fingers wrapped around my cock—still hard, still buried inside her cum-filled pussy—and used it like a handle to support herself.

My eyebrows rose.

She pulled off me with a wet SCHLRRP, cum immediately gushing from her gaped entrance. Then, gasping and shaking, she pressed her forehead against the grass, hips thrust up high, presenting herself.

Her tail wagged frantically despite her exhaustion. Her thighs spread wider, showing me everything—her swollen, abused pussy leaking my seed in thick white streams, her puckered asshole clenching nervously above it.

"Please," she whispered, voice cracking. "Do it until you are satisfied, Master."

Something in her tone—desperate, pleading, willing to break herself completely just to be enough—made my cock throb.

’Well... maybe one more round won’t hurt.’

I chuckled low in my throat, the sound dark and promising.

My hand shot out and grabbed her tail at the base.

"NYAAA—!"

Her whole body went rigid. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth involuntarily, drool dripping onto the grass. The sensitive appendage sent shockwaves through her nervous system when I squeezed it firmly.

"I might never be satisfied," I said, lining my cock up with her presented entrance. The mixture of blood and cum made it easy to find my mark. "But let’s do it until you lose consciousness."

I plunged in.

PAHHHKKK!

"NYANANGHHHH!!"

Her scream tore across the mountainside as I buried myself balls-deep in one brutal thrust. Her pussy, already tender and oversensitive from the first round, clenched around me like a vice.

The angle was different now. Deeper somehow, despite the anatomical impossibility. With her face pressed to the ground and hips elevated, gravity worked in my favor—my cock struck places inside her that made her body seize up.

SCHLKH! PAH! SCHLKH!

I didn’t give her time to adjust. My hips snapped forward in rapid succession, each thrust punctuated by the obscene sound of flesh meeting flesh. Her ass rippled with every impact, the pale globes already reddening from the force.

"GYAAAAH~! T-TOO ROUGH! YOU’LL—HNNGH—BREAK MY INSHIDESH!"

"That’s the idea... Yuna."