《Lord of cauldrons》Chapter 5.5: How smart(stupid) one could be when they thought with their little brain
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"Angh! Ah! Hanh!"
Very lewd sounds combined with a very sweet and angelic voice made for a very erotic scene. Sadly only one of the two participants could enjoy the joys of this union. The other was deep in meditation channeling his essence based on his unique cultivation method to cycle their essences between the two bodies to progress and accelerate their cultivation. Each orgasm was a burst of essence that needed to be used to strengthen the girl. They both were at the peak of the foundation stage and this cultivation could progress them no farther till they broke through the Qi condensation stage. However, unlike the young master who avoided every single arte like they were the plague and could coast on his soul abilities alone his little Bai had to engage in learning, mastering, and equipping suitable manuals all of which required one to cultivate. Turns out she was not very good at cultivation or mastering her abilities and spent most of her time just either thinking of her master or being impaled on him. If that was not enough her body still needed to be purified constantly as unlike him whose sheer essence and inner essence generation quantity cleansed his body of any filth hers constantly absorbed essence from the world which was filled with impurities he made sure to clean daily.
So to kill two birds with one stone he turned sex with him as a sort of reward system. She would get a minimum of one hour of sex per day but being the horny bunny she was that was not nearly enough. He saw how her eyes lit up when he mentioned she could increase her time based on how well she learned her artes and how well she performed. The holy grail of which was if she beat him in their weekly sparring matches, he would do it for a day straight. This kept him motivated to not be beaten as well because unlike his partners he felt nothing during the process and all the sensations hit him at once when he came out of meditation and he often would instantly shoot out fountains of his stuff directly into her. Thankfully, his cultivation method made him effectively sterile or he would have to suffer another part of the cultivation world he deliberately blocked his mind from. His sperm was essentially a super concentrated essence pill that either progressed your cultivation or boosted your essence if it was low except much stronger.
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Today was no different as the moment he came out of his meditation all the sensations paralyzed him as he shot thick ropey sperm directly into her womb unable to even scream. Bai had no such limiter as she screamed so loud that the whole sect would have probably heard if not for the silencing enchantment he formed around his whole house. That day he had sex elsewhere still burned him with shame as half the elders came to see the source of such screaming only to leave in a huff as they gave him a warning while he still impaled the girl. No disciple would say it to his face other than Junli but everybody talked behind his back and that little incident was still a hot topic so many months later.
That was not even the worst of his problems, remember one sex bunny took a chunk of his day, there were two more that were rapidly developing in all aspects and he was running out of reasons to prolong the inevitable. When he had made his first and second soul ability along with his cultivation method he was thinking with his little brain, now that he was sowing the fruits of his labor he thought he might have fucked up just a bit.
The man himself underestimated just how 'fucked' he was going to be. In his teenage lust combined with the great comprehensive ability granted to him by his skill, he had made three great 'errors'.
First, his cultivation method even trace amounts of his gargantuan essence like a super addictive aphrodisiac and as an added benefit it made those affected more attracted to him and less attracted to everyone else, the two base cultivation methods he had merged to make his own were very sinister and some of those functions that he thought to be harmless was still left over, this 'harmless function' being one of them. His gift made his essence quantity 10 times the size of even the most gifted cultivator at his stage and if that was not bad enough he generated around 1.9% every second. To clarify he did not regenerate as in taking it naturally from outside like normal but he generated from within his soul, something cultivators much later down their cultivation and at a much slower pace. This meant when he did not control his essence it spewed out like a fountain and 'corrupted' most females thankfully his godlike control prevented it from spewing one bit. What he forgot to account for was that nothing was controlling that essence when he was asleep and there was so much that it seeped into the very walls of this hut. The culprit did not notice as it was a part of him and so he felt nothing amiss other than feeling his hut to be a part of him, a big reason as to why he did not move to one of the inner sect chambers. The other members were not so lucky as they were essentially pumped with horny and had only one outlet, him.
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Second, his God's mist had a function at the mythic level that strengthened others based on attracted they had to him, he had designed it for inanimate objects to allow for better attunement to his magical items and make it harder for others to wield them without realizing it affected the living too. And since there are always invisible threads of God's mist all around him anyone who thought positively got a small unnoticed power bump and he taught in front of a largely female audience all of whom got small benefits whenever they thought how hot he was or how right he was. Human psychology is a deeply mysterious thing but when you combined something you wanted to do with something that was good for you and reinforced that slowly for over so many months and you find it to be a small miracle that they cared about his face as their 'unofficial' teacher more than their libido to turn him into public property. Now multiply that by a factor of 10 to three girls who spent most of their day with him and anyone could be forgiven for how they acted.
To top it all off his second soul ability was focused on body augmentation. Two of that ability's functions focused on regeneration and physical perfection both passively and actively. His thoughts were that he could regenerate his limbs and never need to exercise to stay at his physical. At that point, he was already getting more than enough attention from girls to not care about the topic any longer. Here lies the issue, these two functions working in tandem pretty much made him a male supermodel with no blemishes at all to his looks.
One has to wonder just how high he stacked the deck that now it worked against him. One can only pray he makes no more choices that can influence this any further but given the young master's track record all we can hope for is that he comes out the other side in one piece.
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