Dual Cultivation

Yang Hao shifted uneasily. "So, how exactly do I give you my lifespan?" he asked.

Seisa paused, her gaze steady. After a moment, she replied, "By engaging in dual cultivation with me. Through that process, I can absorb your lifespan essence."

"Dual cultivation?" Yang Hao tilted his head in disbelief. "Are you saying... is that really what it is?"

Seisa nodded. "Yes," she said firmly. "But we have to hurry."

Yang Hao frowned. "Hurry? Why the rush?"

Seisa glanced around at the dense forest. "We're out in the wild. Although Meisa and I fought my enemy which made local beasts run away, they would be coming back soon. We don't have the strength to fight them."

Yang Hao nodded. He asked while taking off his pants, "If you don't mind, then could you tell me how strong you were before?"

With a measured motion, Seisa pulled up her robe to reveal her thick legs. "You'll understand what realm we were in later," she explained.

Yang Hao listened to her words silently. In his mind, he had always imagined that those of the high realm would be graceful and beautiful. Yet, here before him, these women were nothing like that. It seemed after losing their cultivation, they became mortal, and their true figure and face were revealed.

Yang Hao's eyes lingered on Seisa's naked lower half. She lay sprawled on the forest floor, legs parted, her face turned away from him. Her jaw was clenched tight. Don't look at me, she screamed silently in her heart. Don't see me like this.

"Hurry up," she said, her voice cold as iron. "Finish inside me. Don't waste time."

Yang Hao was surprised by the sudden cold tone but nodded. He had been ready to die, but now that he could live by giving up some of his lifespan, he didn't mind this.

It was his first time, though, and with this woman. He looked down at his cock—it was still soft. Seisa was a fat woman with an unattractive face, so he didn't feel aroused. He closed his eyes and pictured a beautiful woman instead. He thought of smooth skin, long hair, and a curvy body. Soon, his cock got hard. He opened his eyes and walked to Seisa.

He knelt between her legs, his hands sweaty as he grabbed her hips. He pushed his cock against her entrance and slid inside. Seisa sucked in a breath. It's not sharp pain, she thought, just a dull ache. This is humiliating. Her fingers dug into the dirt, pulling up grass and soil.

Yang Hao started moving. His thrusts were clumsy and uneven. He pushed in deep, then pulled back, trying to find a rhythm. Seisa stared up at the gray sky, her eyes fixed on nothing. Don't feel it, she told herself. Don't let it matter. She felt his cock sliding in and out, stretching her. Her body reacted even though she didn't want it to. Her pussy got wet, and a warm feeling started building inside her. I hate this, she thought. She bit her lip hard until it bled, trying to stop herself from making any sound. But a small gasp slipped out when he thrust in harder. Disgusting. Weak.

Yang Hao kept going. He grabbed her thick thighs and spread them wider, pushing his cock in as deep as it could go. Seisa's hips moved a little, lifting up to meet him, even though she didn't mean to. Why am I doing this? she screamed in her mind. Stop it! Her pussy tightened around him, and she felt disgusted with herself. She could hear the wet sounds of him moving inside her, his cock slick with her juices.

He started going faster. His hands gripped her hips tight, pulling her against him with each thrust. Seisa felt her breasts bounce under her robe with every movement. This should've been his, she thought. She remembered a man—his bow after a duel, his respectful smile, the way his eyes lingered on her. Not this. Not him. She clenched her teeth, trying to ignore the heat growing between her legs. Yang Hao's breathing got loud and rough. He slammed into her harder, his cock hitting deep inside. Seisa's body shook with each thrust, and her pussy pulsed around him. I'm betraying myself, she thought, shame burning through her.

Finally, Yang Hao groaned and pushed in one last time. She felt his cock twitch as he came, spilling hot seed inside her. It's done, she thought, her throat tight. Her pussy clenched tight around him, and she felt a mix of his cum and her own wetness leak out. I hate how it felt good. I hate me.

When he finished, Yang Hao stayed still for a second, his cock still inside her. Seisa used that moment to take his lifespan. She focused, and her pussy tightened around him even more, like it was sucking him in. Take it and be done, she thought. Yang Hao gasped, feeling the strange pull, but then it stopped. He pulled out, his cock soft now, and saw blood smeared on her thigh—her lip had bled, and some of it had dripped down.

Seisa yanked her robes back over herself, covering her legs and hiding the mess between them. She didn't look at him, her face was hard and closed off. Yang Hao sat back, breathing heavily, unsure what to say..

"Now, it's your turn. Sit cross-legged," Seisa commanded, her voice cold. She avoided his gaze, fingers tightening imperceptibly on the fabric of her robe. Between her thighs, the sticky wetness of blood and seed clung to her skin—a reminder of what she'd surrendered. Focus. This is the price of survival.

Yang Hao hesitated, studying her stiff posture. "How about we go back home? I'm not in a hurry to get the Element Seed," he said softly. He'd noticed the blood, the way her hands trembled as she covered herself.

Seisa closed her eyes, exhaling slowly. When she opened them, her tone had softened, though her spine remained rigid. "No. We do this here. If others witness the transfer, they'll target us." She knelt, ignoring the dull ache in her hips. He saved your life. Be grateful. "Stay still."

Yang Hao also sat crossed in front of her, and her palm pressed against his back. The moment their skin connected, golden light erupted from her fingertips—the Element Seed, a condensed orb of primal energy, seeped into his meridians. Yang Hao gasped as heat flooded his veins, his body shuddering under the torrent of power.

The transfer left Seisa raw. Every shift of her legs reignited the throbbing between them, the wetness there was cruel for her. Disgusting. Weak. She bit back the self-loathing, channeling her focus into the work. The Element Seed glowed brighter.

Seisa remembered him, the person she wanted, the person she thought would be one for her. She'd hoarded her virginity like a treasure for him, and now… Stop. Her nails dug into Yang Hao's shoulders, not quite gently. "Breathe," she ordered, her voice steadier than her heart. "This energy will fuse with your core. It will hurt."

Yang Hao gritted his teeth as the light intensified, sweat beading on his brow.

When the final thread of the Element Seed merged with him, Seisa withdrew her hand. She stood abruptly, wiping her palm on her robe. "It's done. Your body will be able to practice in a few hours."