Dual Cultivation: Gathering SSS-Rank Wives in the Cultivation World-Chapter 437- Dual Cultivation with a Mermaid
Saliva ran in strings from the corners of her stretched lips, pooling on the mattress beneath her. Her eyes were half-rolled, her body undulating with each push, her tail swinging in sluggish, overwhelmed arcs.
Tianlong gripped her tail gently, steadying her.
"That’s a good girl," he murmured, and kept going.
GLUCK—GLUCK—GLUCK—
[SYSTEM NOTIFICATION]
Water Affinity Response: 14%... 18%
Yang Qi Absorption Increasing. Partner’s Spiritual Channels Opening.
Estimated Breakthrough: Pending.
The water on the floor was now moving in slow spirals. Without current, without wind, it orbited the bed in a lazy, unconscious rotation.
Sai couldn’t see it. Her eyes were rolled.
He pulled free from her throat.
SCHLORP.
A thick rope of saliva connected his tip to her swollen, wrecked lips for a moment before it broke. Sai gasped—a raw, animal sound—her gills flaring to full extension, her whole body shuddering as oxygen flooded back in.
"Hahh—hahh—’hahh’—"
Her lips were swollen. Her jaw ached. Her eyes streamed tears even as they slowly refocused.
She should hate him.
She should be ’terrified’.
Instead, her cloaca was soaking the mattress beneath her and she couldn’t stop her hips from moving in slow, searching circles.
Tianlong looked down at her throat—still slightly flushed, still bearing the faint impression of his shape—and then at her face. Something moved through his expression. Not quite tenderness. Closer to ’ownership’, worn comfortably, like a hand around a familiar hilt.
"Sit up," he said.
She sat up. Her body obeyed before her brain caught up, and that too was a fact she refused to examine.
He lay back.
Not flat. Propped on one arm, his muscular body extended along the bed, his cock standing rigid against his abdomen. A statue given breath. All that golden skin and carved muscle and unhurried ’certainty’.
Sai stared.
"Come here," he said, patting his lower abdomen.
She understood and didn’t understand simultaneously. "I’m not built to—my tail—"
"Bring your tail over my chest," he said. "Knees—or whatever passes for them—on either side of my head. Your face goes down there." He gestured casually at his cock. "You know what to do."
She blinked.
He waited.
She moved.
It was ungainly. Merfolk weren’t made for land, and finding the position took a moment of adjustment—her tail arching over his torso, both her caudal fins draping past his shoulders, the scaled length of her lower body pressing against his chest and abs. Her cloaca, still flushed and leaking, hovered above his face.
Her face hovered above his cock.
His hands came up and gripped her tail—not restraining, just ’holding’, steadying her in the position. His thumbs found the ridge of scales at her hips where skin met tail and pressed there, gently.
She exhaled.
His tongue found her cloaca.
"MNNGH~!!"
Her entire body lurched forward, one hand slamming against the mattress. His tongue pressed directly into her opening, tasting, exploring, the flat of it dragging across her sealed entrance before finding that sensitive bud above it.
"Hnhh~!! Aahh~!!"
Her tail convulsed around his torso, scales scraping skin, her fins snapping against the mattress on either side of his head.
"’Eat it properly’," he murmured against her, his breath warm and devastating. "I’m waiting."
She grabbed his cock.
It was hot in her hands. Impossibly hot, like holding something that generated its own heat. She wrapped both palms around the shaft—still too thick for her fingers to meet—and lowered her mouth.
SLURP.
Her tongue dragged the underside of his head. She tasted herself again, mixed with him. Something in her hindbrain responded to that—some deep, embarrassing part that made her hips grind down against his face.
LICK—SUCK—SLURP.
His tongue answered by pressing ’harder’ against her entrance.
She moaned around his cock, and that vibration made him groan too, low and quiet, and the feedback loop of it made her thighs—her ’tail’—clench.
SUCK—GLUCK—SUCK.
She took him deeper. One inch. Two.
His hands gripped her tail tighter, his tongue working her with methodical thoroughness, and the sounds that filled the room—wet, broken, constant—were entirely indecent.
"Mmh~!! Nngh~!! Haahnn~!!"
Her muffled moans vibrated the length of his shaft. Her hips rocked, fucking his face involuntarily, and he ’let’ her, his tongue never stopping, his body patient beneath her while she lost herself.
[SYSTEM NOTIFICATION]
Water Affinity Response: 31%... 38%
Spiritual Channels: Widening.
New Ability Detected: Hydrokinesis — Dormant → Awakening
The water circling the bed began to ’rise’.
A thin sheet of it lifting off the floor, droplets floating upward in defiance of gravity, catching the light and scattering it across the walls in shifting patterns. A slow, unconscious aurora, drawn entirely by the power building in Sai’s body with each passing second.
She didn’t notice. Her eyes were rolled.
When he finally stopped—when he gripped her tail and lifted her off him—Sai was already trembling on the edge of something enormous. Her cloaca was soaked through, her walls contracting and relaxing in urgent waves.
"On your back," Tianlong said.
She rolled. Heavy. Boneless.
He positioned himself between her tail, his cock finding her entrance without guidance now—both of them slick enough, open enough, ’familiar’ enough after the last hour for the geometry to work itself out.
He pressed in.
PAH!
"HAANH~!!"
Not the tentative penetration from before. This was confident, full-depth on the first thrust, nine inches burying home in one motion that punched the air from her lungs.
PAH! PAH!
"NGHH~!! AANHH~!! OUH~!!"
His hands wrapped around the base of her tail, pulling her hips into each thrust, using the leverage to add depth to every stroke.
PAH! PAH! PAH!
"HIEKK~!! AAHH~!! NHHGH~!!"
Her fins slapped the mattress. Her fingers clawed silk. Her eyes rolled completely white before dragging back down, focusing on his face—on that ’calm’ expression, that complete, devastating composure—and rolled again.
He looked like he was taking a pleasant stroll.
She was being ’unmade’.
"Do you know," Tianlong said, not breaking rhythm, "that in the lower realms, wedding nights have rituals?"
PAH! PAH!
"’HNGH~!! AAAHN~!!’"
"The husband speaks vows." A thrust. "The wife speaks vows." Another. "They promise things." Another. PAH. "’NGHH~!!’" "I find that inefficient."
He gripped her tail harder and ’drove’ forward.
PAH! PAH! PAH! PAH!
"AAAHHHNN~!! NGGGH~!! HIEKKK~!!"
"’This’," he said, and his voice was still unhurried, still warm, "’is my vow.’"
Something cracked open in her chest.
Not pain. Worse than pain. Something that had no business existing between a woman who’d been bought at auction and the man who’d bought her.
Fresh tears spilled down her temples.
"You’re ’horrible’," she sobbed.
"Probably," he agreed.
PAH! PAH!
"’AANH~!! MNNGH~!!’"
"’But you’re mine.’"
[SYSTEM NOTIFICATION]
Water Affinity Response: 67%... 71%
Hydrokinesis: ACTIVE
Cultivation Stage: Unknown → Bronze Body — First Stage
Yang Qi Overflow: Channeling into Partner’s Meridians.
WARNING: Cultivation Acceleration Detected. Rate: Anomalous.
The water was fully airborne now.
The entire volume from the shattered tank hung suspended in the room—a silent, floating sea of salt water orbiting the bed in slow revolution, catching formation-light and throwing it across every surface. Prismatic. Impossible.
’Beautiful’.
Tianlong felt it. His divine sense tracked the water responding to her, the way each pulse of his yang qi flooding into her sparked something new in her channels—pathways opening that had been sealed since her capture, atrophied from starvation, now blooming under a torrent of energy she had no framework to understand.
He could feel her cultivation climbing like temperature in a sealed room.
He kept going.
PAH! PAH! PAH!
"HAANH~!! NGHH~!! HIEKKK~!!"
Her body shook with each thrust now, the aftershocks visible from her torso all the way to the tip of her tail. Her small breasts bounced, pale pink nipples rigid, her scales catching the prismatic light thrown by the floating water and scattering it across his chest and face.
She was ’glowing’.
Not metaphorically. Her skin held a faint luminescence—deep blue-green, pulsing in rhythm with her heartbeat, brightest along the scales on her ribs where her spiritual channels sat closest to the surface.
"Wh—what’s happening to me—" Sai’s voice cracked on the words. "I feel—I feel like I’m—"
"Breaking open," Tianlong said, and the warmth in his voice was genuine. "That’s what it is."
PAH! PAH!
"’AAAHNN~!!"’
He shifted the angle—hips rolling upward, finding the spot where his ridges caught against the cluster of nerves at her deepest point—and ’ground’ there.
"GYAAHH~!! WAIT—THERE—THAT SPOT—DON’T—"
He pressed harder.
"AAAHHHNNNN~!!"
Her tail went ’rigid’. Her fins spread flat. Every scale on her body flared like feathers. The water orbiting the room suddenly ’lurched’—spinning faster, droplets breaking off and catching in impossible spirals—
Her body clenched down on him so hard his breath caught.
Then she ’broke’.
"AAAHHHNN—NGHH—HNNH—MNNGH—!!"
Wave after wave, her cloaca contracting in rhythmic pulses so strong he could feel each individual ring of muscle squeezing and releasing. Her fluids gushed around his shaft, soaking them both, and the glow on her skin ’spiked’—blazing blue-white for one full second before settling into a steady, warm light that didn’t fade.
Tianlong watched her face through it all.
The way her eyes rolled back and then, slowly, came forward again. The way fresh tears carved paths down her temples. The way her mouth stayed open, silent now—past the point of making sounds, past conscious reaction, just ’feeling’.
He kept moving.
PAH. PAH. PAH. Slower now. Deeper. Each thrust long and deliberate.
"Hahh... hahh..." Sai’s breathing came back in stuttering pieces. "I... can’t... anymore... I’m already..."
"Almost," Tianlong said.
"’Please’—"
"Almost."
PAH! PAH!
"’MNNGH~!! NHHH~!!’"
He drove forward one final time—full depth, his pelvis grinding flat against hers—and held there, unmoving, his cock wedged against her cervix.
He released.
Hot seed flooded her.
SPLURT—SPLURT—SPLURT—
Sai’s back arched off the mattress so severely only her shoulder blades and tailfin remained in contact. Her gills flared to maximum, wide open, working desperately. The light on her skin ’blazed’—
"’AAAHHHNN~!!’"
The water in the room ’exploded’ outward, every droplet rocketing to the walls simultaneously, splattering across stone and glass in a single enormous impact, the sound like a wave breaking against cliffs.
Then silence.
[SYSTEM NOTIFICATION]
Dual Cultivation: Session Complete.
Partner Cultivation: Bronze Body First Stage → Silver Body Third Stage
Water Affinity: 71% → 94%
Hydrokinesis: Stable. Active.
Vitality Points Earned: 47,000 ]
