Dual Cultivation: I Summon Villainesses of Mythic Era-Chapter 80: Intense Dual Cultivation (+18)

One of the generals was literally nailed in the sky, dozens of illusory swords piercing his wings and thorax. Golden blood flowed abundantly over his feathers, before his body was shredded by a second salvo.

Torn limbs and shreds of charred flesh fell like rain on the rocky ground, creating a spectacle of gore.

Long Huang, taking advantage of the diversion, seized the second general by the throat. Her fingers sank into the creature’s larynx, crushing the bones with a crunch. She smiled, before releasing a point-blank discharge of black flames, making the Phoenix’s head explode in a cloud of ashes and brains.

"So this is your true strength, BaiShe ?" she shouted through the tumult, her black gaze fixed on the swarm of swords that continued to massacre the enemy ranks.

Indeed, the Myriad Swords technique was not the creation of LingBao, the Sword Demoness. LingBao had only refined what he, the Celestial Demon, already possessed since the dawn of time. It was his original signature, an art born from his own will to dominate this world where humans were nothing.

BaiShe’s illusory swords formed an impassable dome around. The blades spun at high speed. In a few seconds, the general was reduced to a fine dust of feathers and blood, scattered by the winds of war.

The battle was coming to an end. The draconic armies, galvanized by the demonstration of force from their human coordinator, finished hunting down the fugitives. Long Huang descended toward BaiShe, her opulent chest heaving, her skin covered in enemy blood that was starting to dry.

"You are a monster far more dangerous than I imagined," she murmured while stopping in front of him, her eyes scrutinizing his serene face. "Manipulating my armies, using such arts... Who are you really to possess such mastery ?"

BaiShe placed a delicate hand on the dragoness’s shoulder, a gesture of surprising familiarity that made Long Huang shiver. She should have killed him for this impudence, but she said nothing.

"I am the one who will do everything to achieve true freedom."

"You looked like a celestial demon when you used that technique... Where exactly did you learn it ? "

...

Time in the Upper Realms does not flow like in the lower worlds. Centuries glide there with the fluidity of a river of Qi, transforming landscapes but leaving almost intact beings gifted with longevity.

In the Domain of the Pride Clan, the obsidian peaks continue to pierce the clouds while decades have turned into centuries. BaiShe is now far more than a circumstantial ally. He has become the indispensable one to Queen Long Huang, her confidant and her most formidable right-hand man.

BaiShe is sitting in the sovereign’s private pavilion. He adjusts a monocle he had recently found with a slow gesture, observing a scroll filled with reports on the movements of the other demonic clans.

An overwhelming presence suddenly fills the room. Long Huang entered and approached BaiShe, placing a gloved hand on the back of his chair, an absolute possession.

"Three centuries have passed, BaiShe... And yet, I still feel that fragility in you."

BaiShe smiled without raising his eyes from his scroll. "Fragility is a perspective. What you call weakness is what allows me to analyze the world with the precision of a scholar that you will never possess."

Long Huang circles the seat and seizes the young man’s chin, forcing him to confront her absolute black gaze. "Do not play with me. You are my right-hand man, the man who leads my armies. But you remain a human. Your Dantian, although powerful, is starting to run out of breath under the pressure of the draconic Qi you manipulate to serve me."

She sits on the edge of his desk, one leg crossed over the other, hinting at the paleness of her skin under the black silk. "I see the threads of your destiny thinning. Old age is an insult I will not tolerate for what belongs to me".

BaiShe put down the scroll.

"What do you propose then, my Queen ?"

"A gift," replies Long Huang while leaning toward him. Her intoxicating scent invades BaiShe’s senses.

"I will share my essence with you. I will infuse your blood with my original dragon lineage. You will no longer be simply a human gifted for strategy. You will become an extension of myself, capable of supporting power without perishing".

BaiShe stands up, walking toward the window that overlooks the steep mountains. "Such a ritual is sacred. It binds souls as much as bodies. Is this your way of ensuring that I will never betray you ?"

Long Huang lets out a melodious laugh but devoid of human warmth. "Betrayal is a concept for the weak. If you betray me, I will consume you. But I prefer to see you at my side for millennia rather than see you become an insignificant dust."

She approaches him, her hands resting on his chest. "The ritual must take place tonight, in the underground sanctuary. Prepare yourself.

...

In the obsidian palace, the black light of the crystals embedded in the walls pulsed gently.

The air was heavy, loaded with spiritual energy that stuck to the skin. Long Huang stood in the center of the large circular chamber, her gothic silhouette perfectly highlighted by the half-light.

Her opulent chest rose slowly, stretched against the thin dark fabric that barely covered it. Her wide hips and thick thighs gave her body an inviting curve.

BaiShe was sitting on the massive bed.

" So this is how you are going to give me your essence ? "

Long Huang approached with a slow step, her heavy breasts moving with each movement. She placed a hand on his cheek, her black nails brushing his skin.

" That is why we are going to do dual cultivation properly. I am going to stabilize you, BaiShe. But you are going to feel me deeply. You are going to fill me and I will give you the draconic essence in exchange. " 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

She slowly removed the fabric covering her body. Her opulent breasts sprang free, heavy and round, the nipples already hard and dark. BaiShe extended his hands and grabbed them with full palms, pressing them firmly. The soft warm flesh overflowed between his fingers.

" Fuck, your tits are even bigger like this, " he murmured while kneading them harder.

Long Huang let out a low little laugh, then she pushed him back onto the bed.