Dual Cultivation: Gathering SSS-Rank Wives in the Cultivation World-Chapter 398 - Tribe’s Surrender

Gara pushed through the entrance flap of the Chief’s hut.

The sight that greeted her made her breath catch.

Bodies. Everywhere.

Copper-skinned women lay sprawled across the floor in various states of consciousness. Some twitched occasionally, their pussies still leaking thick globs of white cum. Others were completely still, eyes rolled back, drool pooling beneath their open mouths. All of them glowed faintly with residual cultivation energy.

But what held Gara’s attention was the center of the room.

Tianlong.

He had a mature woman in a brutal mating press. Her thick thighs were pressed against her massive breasts, knees hooked over his shoulders. Her ass lifted completely off the ground, supported only by his cock buried deep inside her.

But he wasn’t in her pussy.

"NGHH! AHHHN! MY ASS! YOU’RE TOO DEEP IN MY ASS!"

The woman’s scream confirmed it. His nine-inch cock was buried balls-deep in her asshole, stretching it impossibly wide.

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

His hips were a blur. Literally. Gara’s Gold Peak cultivation allowed her to perceive things beyond normal vision, but even she could barely track his movements. Each downward thrust was delivered with such speed and force that the sound of his pelvis hitting her ass cheeks merged into continuous thunder.

The woman’s face was pure ahegao—eyes completely rolled back showing only whites, tongue hanging out the side of her mouth, drool running down her chin. She looked nothing like the proud warrior Gara had trained with. She looked like a whore. A completely broken, cock-drunk whore.

"CUMMING! CUMMING AGAIN! AHHHHHN!"

GUSH!

Clear fluid erupted from the woman’s pussy like a fountain, spraying upward and outward, soaking the already-drenched floor. Her body convulsed violently, every muscle locking.

To Tianlong’s left, another woman—a young virgin judging by the blood still leaking from her holes—lay on her back. He had one hand buried in her thick black hair, gripping it like a handle while he kept his rhythm with the woman beneath him.

His other hand groped a mature woman’s breast beside him—one of the conscious ones still able to serve. He squeezed the heavy mound roughly, his fingers sinking deep into the soft flesh. Milk squirted from her dark nipple, and she moaned, grinding her pussy against his thigh.

Gara watched as he leaned down, his mouth latching onto the lactating breast. He sucked hard while his hips never stopped pounding the woman beneath him.

"MMMPHH! Y-YES! DRINK FROM ME! USE ME!" the mature woman beside him wailed, her hands pushing her own breast deeper into his mouth.

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

The rhythm was hypnotic. Mechanical. Relentless.

Tianlong’s crimson-swollen cockhead—visible each time he pulled back—looked impossibly thick. And when he drove forward, burying himself completely in the woman’s ass, Gara could see her lower abdomen bulge slightly from the displacement.

"How... how is he still going?" Gara whispered, her pussy clenching involuntarily.

She’d been standing outside for over an hour. She’d heard the screams. Counted the women who’d gone in. Watched them emerge transformed.

Twenty-three women had entered this hut.

Twenty-three women had been fucked, bred, and empowered.

And he was still hard. Still moving. Still cumming.

As if on cue, Tianlong’s pace increased impossibly further.

PAPAPAPAPAPA!

"GYAAAAHHHH!!! TOO MUCH! I’M BREAKING! MY ASS IS BREAKING!!!"

He buried himself to the hilt, his balls pressed flush against her pussy, and groaned—a deep, primal sound that made every woman in the hut shudder with sympathetic arousal. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

SPLURT! SPLURT! SPLURT! SPLURT!

The woman’s eyes flew wide open, pupils dilating so large they almost swallowed her silver irises.

"IT’S FILLING ME! OH GODS! SO MUCH! IT’S BURNING MY INSIDES!"

Gara watched in fascinated horror as the woman’s belly began to swell. Not subtly—visibly, rapidly, like a water balloon being filled. Her toned stomach rounded out, expanding until she looked months pregnant.

And still he came.

SPLURT! SPLURT! SPLURT!

"Where... where is all that coming from?" Gara breathed, her scientific mind trying to rationalize what she was seeing. "That’s... that’s not physically possible. His balls aren’t that big. Unless..."

Unless he was pulling vitality directly from his cultivation base and converting it to essence. Which would require control and power beyond anything she’d ever witnessed.

The woman beneath him went limp, completely unconscious, her belly swollen with what had to be gallons of cum.

Tianlong slowly pulled out.

Schlorp... pop!

His cockhead emerged from her gaping asshole, followed immediately by a gush of white fluid. It poured out like a broken dam, pooling beneath her.

Her asshole remained open—a perfect red circle, unable to close, smoke actually rising from the abused hole.

Gara swallowed hard, her throat suddenly dry.

That would be her soon. That broken, leaking hole would be hers if she submitted.

Could she handle it?

Tianlong straightened, his cock still rock-hard, glistening with cum and the woman’s ass juices. He rolled his shoulders, stretching, completely unbothered by the marathon of breeding he’d just completed.

He looked toward the entrance—

And locked eyes with Gara.

"Finally decided to enter?" he asked, his voice carrying dark amusement. "Come to watch? Or to participate?"

Gara’s mouth opened, but no words came out.

She watched as he casually grabbed another woman—one of the conscious ones waiting her turn. He positioned her on all fours and lined up his cock with her pussy.

SLAM!

"AHHHHHN!!!"

He buried himself in one thrust and immediately resumed his brutal pace.

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

Gara forced herself to speak. "The... the other tribes. Their scouts are watching."

Tianlong’s hips didn’t slow. "So?"

"So they’ll—nghh—" She paused, realizing she’d moaned at the sight of his ass clenching with each thrust. She cleared her throat. "They’ll demand the same power. Or they’ll attack."

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

"Let them come."

"You don’t understand. There are hundreds of them. Thousands. The barrier and treaty can hold them off for now, but if you choose their women too, if you breed them, then we lose our advantage—"

Tianlong’s hips stopped.

Complete. Sudden. Stillness.

The woman beneath him, who’d been moaning rhythmically, suddenly whimpered at the loss of movement.

"P-please... don’t stop... I was close..."

But Tianlong ignored her.

The entire hut fell silent. Every conscious woman stopped moving, stopped breathing, sensing the shift in atmosphere.

Even outside, the line of women waiting fell quiet.

Chief Kaira, who’d been resting in the corner, suddenly sat up. Her blind silver eyes snapped toward Tianlong, her enhanced senses detecting the change in his energy.

"Tianlong?" she called out, concern in her voice.

Gara felt it too. The pressure in the room had intensified. The air became thick, heavy, almost suffocating.

Tianlong’s head turned slowly toward her, and when his crimson-gold eyes met hers, she felt like prey caught in a predator’s gaze.

"You think," he said, his voice low and dangerous, "that I would breed other tribes’ women?"

"I... I just thought..."

"You thought what? That I’m some mindless stud? That I’d fuck anyone who spread their legs?"

His hand, still gripping the hair of the mature woman beside him, tightened. She gasped in pleasure-pain.

"Let me make something very clear," Tianlong continued, his eyes never leaving Gara’s. "All of you—every single woman in this tribe—you’re my bed pleasure maids."

The room erupted in shocked gasps.

"Because your Chief," he gestured toward Kaira, "is my wife. Not the other way around."

Kaira’s breath hitched. Even though they’d discussed it, hearing him claim her so publicly, so possessively, made her pussy clench with need.

"I don’t breed random women," Tianlong growled. "I breed my women. My tribe. My family."

He looked down at the woman beneath him, still impaled on his cock.

"And right now," he said, his hips suddenly slamming forward, "I’m breeding my newest pleasure maid."

BOOM!

"GYAAAAHHHH!!!"

He resumed his brutal pace, somehow faster and harder than before.

PAPAPAPAPAPA!

The woman’s face twisted in ecstasy, her eyes rolling back, her tongue lolling out.

His balls—heavy and swinging—slapped against her thighs with wet, meaty sounds. They clenched and tightened, pulling up against his body.

SLAP-SLAP-SLAP-SLAP!

Then they disappeared, sandwiched between his muscular thighs and her hips as he bottomed out completely.

"CUMMING!" he roared.

SPLURT! SPLURT! SPLURT!

Thick ropes of cum erupted inside her pussy this time. Her belly swelled just like the last woman’s, rounding out obscenely.

"AHHHHH!!! SO HOT! IT’S MELTING MY WOMB!!!"

She shrieked, her body convulsing, before going completely limp.

Unconscious.

Gara watched this display, her mind reeling. Her pussy was drenched, her juices running down her inner thighs. Her nipples were so hard they hurt against the rough leaf fabric.

She’d come here to argue. To negotiate. To maintain some semblance of control.

But watching him—watching his dominance, his power, his absolute confidence—something inside her broke.

Her hands moved to the knot holding her leaf bra in place.

She untied it.

The fabric fell away, exposing her massive breasts—large and firm, dark nipples erect and leaking slightly with arousal.

Next, she untied her short leaf skirt.

It dropped, revealing her pussy—covered in thick black hair, but visibly glistening with wetness.

Every eye in the hut turned toward her.

Tianlong pulled out of the unconscious woman beneath him, his cock swinging heavily, cum dripping from the tip.

He watched with interest as Gara approached.

She stepped over bodies, her powerful Gold Peak Body moving with predatory grace. She reached the woman lying beneath him and pressed her thick thighs on either side of her unconscious form.

Then she reached up and grabbed Tianlong’s face.

She pulled his mouth away from the lactating breast he’d been sucking, turning his attention fully to her.

Their eyes met—gold-crimson meeting silver.

"Can I," Gara whispered, her voice trembling but determined, "be your best pleasure maid?"

A slow, wicked smile spread across Tianlong’s face.

His hand shot up, gripping her breast with bruising force.

"Ahhhhn!" Gara moaned but didn’t break eye contact.

"I will fuck you," Tianlong said slowly, emphasizing each word, "until your pussy breaks. And then I’ll decide if you’re tough enough or not."

Gara trembled. Her legs shook. Her pussy gushed, fluids dripping down to mix with the lake of cum on the floor.

But she didn’t back down.

Instead, she leaned forward, her lips hovering just above his.

"Why," she whispered, her breath hot against his mouth, "have I never seen a man like you—"

He kissed her.

Hard. Brutal. Dominating.

His tongue invaded her mouth, claiming it, exploring every corner. His hand on her breast squeezed tighter, his fingers sinking into the soft flesh.

"Mmmmnnghhhhh~~~!"

Gara moaned into the kiss, her eyes rolling back, her body melting against his.

Behind them, Chief Kaira slowly moved as other women started to retreat feeling intense energy.

The last warrior had fallen.

The tribe was completely breeded by this man in just two days.