Chapter 5 *

A cold breeze passed through my naked body, making me shiver. I parted my lips a little further, triggering Elder Mo's yang to turn chaotic.

The cave was deathly still, the air too heavy to be natural. Faint spiritual fluctuations lingered in the cracks, humming beneath the stone like forgotten whispers.

Elder Mo's shadow loomed over me—naked, breathing hard, eyes wild with greed. Kneeling on the ground, his fingers slid along my thigh—coarse and warm, trembling with excitement and impatience.

His spiritual pressure draped over me like a second skin. The man was still somewhat paranoid. Despite the growing bile in my throat, I forced out a surprised gasp.

His yang became uncontrollable at my sound, and without him noticing, it began leaking from his body. Elder Mo was slowly being drained by me, but to him, I was already subdued.

Men… tsk.

To be honest, I was tempted to activate my constitution and drain him on the spot—but I had to be careful. If killing him brought the attention of powerful backers in this plane, it could spell trouble for me down the line.

It was better to learn about any potential enemies now and avoid unnecessary risks… at least until I became strong enough to face them.

The Mortal Realm was endless, as new planes appeared every day. Each such plane would have a ruler, most often in the Soul Formation stage.

They held absolute control over their plane. For them to become a ruler, one had to bond with the plane core and connect their anchor to it. If this anchor destroyed, they would also die with it. 

A ruler could enlist other cultivators as minions by forming a contract. In most planes across the Mortal Realm, these minions were planted within sects, allowing the ruler total dominance over their domain.

Becoming a minion was almost akin to becoming a slave to the ruler. A minion's life depended entirely on the mercy of their master. Still, many chose to become minions—most of them being less-talented individuals with most of them having no chance to improve cultivation after certain stage.

The reason was simple: as the ruler improved their strength, the minion's strength would also improve.

However, they would always remain a stage below the ruler and could no longer naturally break through on their own, as their universe had become an extension of the ruler's universe.

I was curious about the ruler of this plane and his minions. Also his nature of rule.

"I've waited so long for this," said elder Mo, moving too close at some point. My back touched the wall as he locked me between his thighs.

As he leaned towards me, his hard cock pressed into my stomach. I turned my neck to one side, giving him access to it. He chuckled, mistaking my stillness for submission.

What a pretentious fool. I'd rather eat shit than let his mouth touch mine. With a stench of decay on his breath, his warm, calloused lips pressed against my neck.

"You'll never forget this night."

Certainly, I will.

Not flinching as his lips trailed across my shoulder and his hands groped at my waist, I felt like I was just another skeleton waiting.

Before his thighs forced mine open, I seductively pushed against his chest. My action seemed to excite him further, and he paused his advances, allowing my hands to explore his body.

His yang was rapidly being absorbed by me, causing veins to bulge all over his body. But submerged in lust, he failed to notice anything amiss.

Even in his wildest dreams, he never imagined I could absorb his yang without him actually putting his cock inside me. 

An ordinary Yin constitution couldn't manage such a feat.

Only mine could do it. I liked it anyway. The idea of draining a man without sex was reassuring.

Concealing the bile of disgust burning in my stomach, I wrapped my fingers around his shaft and began to move.

 He moaned into my ear, slumping against me like a ragged doll—only this one was rotten to the core.

"Mo," I whispered softly, letting my breath tickle his ear. "Tell me… does anyone else know this place?"

He paused for a moment, then chuckled. "You're smart. But no. No one knows. Not even the sect. This place… I found it when they tried to hunt me down."

He began to release pre-cum. I lessened the motion of my hands a bit. I had no doubt that if he ejaculated immediately, it would be an end for him.

"They?" I whispered, my words barely audible, lips against his ear. Letting him assume I was playing along.

His increasing weight and relaxing guard suggested my plan was working.

Elder Mo groaned, attempting once more to force me down and take charge. However, I skillfully gripped his long shaft, making him give up on that idea.

Which man objected to women taking the lead? Although they didn't express it verbally, most of them desired to be dominated.

His breaths became ragged as his teeth bit into my skin. "Crimson Cloud, a bunch of hypocrites. Sure, they don't want uncontrolled dual cultivation in the sect anymore. But why did they want me to stop at all? Tell me, butterfly."

I cringed at his call. Holy damn it. I never expected seducing would be this tiring. I decided to only seduce handsome guys in the future, if I am seducing a man at all. I mentally took a note.

But outside I show the fascinated expression, making him drawn into me more and more. And so allowing me to absorb his yang more and more.

"Not really Mo. Who in the world didn't want a perfect man like you?"

If any of my acquaintance in previous life saw what i was doing now, they would die in laugher. The once proud goddess is bootlicking an old pervert in mortal realm.

What a shame.

"You are smart, butterfly." his hands moved into my breasts, kneading them into deformed shapes. I bit back the urge to dry clean him again.

'Just suffer for a few times, Li Yue.'

"I merely tried to prove myself, and a few disciples died in that process. You know, that bitch labelled me as a rapist and exiled me!"

The anger in his voice transferred into his hands, doubling the pressure he applied on my breasts. The mortal pain mixed with pleasure truly made me moan again.

"You didn't get punished?"

He snorted. "Of course not. Sect wouldn't risk its reputation. Instead, they 'exiled' me. Quietly. And I took the hint. Found this place. Realised it doubled my cultivation speed. So I… invited women to help me."

My eyes drifted to the pile of bones in the corner.

"Did they… help you too?"

"Only the pretty ones," he grinned, pulling his head away from my neck. He looked straight at my eyes, then at my breasts.

Cupping them together, he lowered his mouth to them, muttering, "But none as special as you."

The anger burned in me was too high for me to wait any further. With sheer restraint i forced myself from killing him yet.

I had already reached this stage. Now, allowing anger to take me over was foolish.

I leaned into him. Let his fingers squeeze and knead. Let him suckle at my breast with greedy hunger, tongue circling the peak until it tightened against the cold air.

He groaned in delight. "So soft… so pure…"