Elizabeth and Samuel both stood in front of the building with such a focus on cauldrons that it lit up like the sun in his senses. The thing that bothered Samuel and to a lesser extent Elizabeth was the entrance fee.

The deeper one went into their cultivation path the raunchier it became, a fact both the master and the disciple kept conveniently forgetting. Even though their activities were not chaste by any stretch of the imagination. But one barely knew anything because of her youth and shallow cultivation and the other was a reclusive introvert who could barely keep track of his one 'friend'.

If anything, Elizabeth had more of an understanding of all the stories and gossip than Samuel who had a very unique ability to ignore anything he did not find relevant.

The entry fee was free for cauldrons, 10000 essence stones for disciples, a single ejaculation from male masters, and a full burning of an incense stick of suckling from female masters. Not even the invitation exempted him from the fee(which they recognized), only membership to their group.

Samuel had two options, go full, 'I am a master! How dare you not show me face!' or accept the offer and move on.

Much to the shock of everyone present he chose to just move on with his life. He had always found the prideful nature of the cultivation world to be a tad overblown.

The pretty guard at the golden core stage asked with more than a little shock.

"I can just suck... No involving the sect elders or anything?"

Elizabeth was no less confused, after all, he had never seen her master interact with others before and the disparity between expectation and reality was not easy to swallow.

Samuel only raised his eyebrows, he was already slightly irritated at the delay this was causing. Paying the toll was only right, wasting his time was not.

"Are you keen on wasting my time?" He asked with authority and a bit of power.

The difference between the six or so guards was vast. So much so that he would not even need to move through them back into the cycle of reincarnation.

The minuscule display worked. Without so much as another breath, the female guard fell to her knees and grabbed the robes to shift them to the side. Modesty was a myth in the immortal path and few even batted an eye as the female cauldron went to town on his dick. Sure she could not increase her cultivation base through this action but her master could. The essence that she would consume would stay in her unused before the heaven's chosen she was bound to could pluck it from her increasing his strength and subsequently hers.

His thoughts briefly went to Elizabeth doing this for him before the thought completely shut down. Even the thought of sharing Elizabeth sent unknown emotions through his psyche and none of them were pleasant. Another thing he could puzzle later he supposed.

While he was deep in thought the woman kneeling in front of him was having the time of her life.

His essence, through the use of the 'World Seed', had absurd medicinal properties. Even as her mouth continued to bob back and forth to stimulate the organ the essence oozed into her channels. Being so augmented by a mythic destiny it had a small amount of partial sentience and it did not like how 'poor' the vessel it now housed was. Like with Elizabeth, it started to 'fix' what it felt was not 'perfect' for the cultivator.

This process was not painful by any stretch, the essence was too sophisticated for that. Instead, all her pleasure receptors were set on fire as the miracle power worked its magic.

Before she even knew it, her body exploded in orgasm while the appendage was still in her mouth, something that was not technically pleasurable for the performer. Her mouth clamped down on the dick as the pleasure far surpassed anything she had ever felt in her life. Thankfully, Samuel's body was much tougher than hers, and she did not bite his dick.

After the orgasm, though, her mouth slid off his dick and fell flat on the ground her body losing all strength as the pleasure continued to wring her body dry of its vitality. Samuel's essence did not help as it too was using her vitality to fuel the 'refining' process now that it was cut off from its source.

"Mara!" The other guards shouted angrily and then looked at the drunk cultivator. Everyone realized that she was not hurt but blissed out of her mind. The gaze then shifted from the barely conscious female cultivator to the exposed phallus. The females unconsciously licked their lips while quite a few clicked their tongues in annoyance. The medallion on his shoulder made him hetero sexual master.

Elizabeth went from slightly irritated to shocked to proud to smirking all in a matter of 30 seconds. This incident felt much superior to the people standing in front of her. After all, she did not know that Samuel was not restricting his essence as much as the cultivator was much more able to house his power. Neither did she know that like Samuel she was a walking super pill(though to a much lesser extent) and she would be processed into medicine in a heartbeat if people knew and she did not have his protection.

Without a preamble, another female cultivator engulfed his manhood. Still, Samuel had enough of his time being wasted so he just willed himself to ejaculate, uncaring of what it would do to the female cultivator. Turns out, it broke her. The sheer density of his life essence was enough that every pleasure center was pushed past its limits.

The cultivator's eyes rolled to the back of her head; unlike the other, she was completely lost to oblivion. Her body still needed to vent so much stimulation and it did so by spasming rapidly, even her bowel muscles had completely lost all control. She could only thank her lucky stars that as a golden core such bodily functions were no longer necessary and the tanks were empty.

Needless to say, Samuel caused another scene, one that was much more public and much more enticing for most of the population. After all, degeneracy rang in the blood of cultivators and only deepened the further up they went.