Ultimate Villain's Return as a Doctor in the Cultivation World-Chapter 60 - Asking for Power-Ups

"Greedy girl," he chuckled darkly, and his pace increased—

PAH PAH PAH PAH PAH!!

Faster. Harder. Each thrust a percussion, her moans the melody, the wet sounds of their fucking the bass.

Suddenly Cang dropped to the floor, laying Xiao on her back on the wooden boards.

He lifted one of her legs, hooking it over his shoulder, spreading her wide, and slammed back into her from this new angle.

PAAAH!

"HIEEEKKK~!!"

The angle was devastating—hitting spots inside her she didn’t know existed, grinding against her G-spot with each thrust, making her convulse.

"I CAN’T—!! HNGH~!! TOO DEEP—!! AAHHH~!! YOU’RE—HIEEKK~!!—HITTING MY WOMB~!!"

And they could see it.

From where Madam Lin and Zhang Yue stood—frozen in place, hands still covering their eyes but fingers spread wide—

They could see Xiao’s flat belly bulging with each thrust, the outline of his cockhead pressing against her womb, distorting her stomach.

They could see her pussy stretched impossibly around his thick shaft, the pink flesh gripping him, her outer lips pulled taut.

They could see her juices pooling beneath them, mixed with his pre-cum, soaking into the wooden floor.

And most shocking—

They could see the spiritual energy.

Not just glowing. Not just swirling.

Flooding into her.

Golden light pouring from his cock directly into her pussy with each thrust, visible energy transfer happening in real-time.

"This is—" Madam Lin’s voice was awed, horrified, aroused. "This is the highest form of dual cultivation—the kind only mentioned in ancient texts—"

"How—?!" Zhang Yue’s scholarly mind was reeling. "How does he have this ability—?! Even legendary cultivators couldn’t—"

PAH! PAH! PAAAH!

Cang leaned down, biting Xiao’s huge breast hard—

"AAAHHHHNNNGGGHHHH~!!"

Teeth sinking into soft flesh, leaving deep marks, and she came again—

Fourth time. Body convulsing, pussy clenching so tight it almost pushed him out, but he powered through, kept fucking, kept transferring energy—

"CUMMING~!! HNGH~!! AGAIN~!! AAHHH~!! I’M—HIEEKK~!!—BREAKING—!!"

And suddenly—

WHOOOOSH!!!

Spiritual energy exploded outward from Xiao’s body.

So intense that both watching women were blown back slightly, forced to shield their eyes from the brilliance.

"WHAT—?!"

When the light faded—

Xiao was glowing.

Not figuratively. Literally glowing with spiritual energy that pulsed from her skin in waves.

Her cultivation base had surged—

From Peak Qi Condensation to—

Half-Step Foundation Establishment.

Not a full breakthrough. But halfway there. Her core expanding, strengthening, transforming from the sheer volume of energy Cang had pumped into her.

"IMPOSSIBLE—!!" Madam Lin gasped. "That’s—that kind of advancement in MINUTES—?!"

"She jumped half a realm—" Zhang Yue’s voice was stunned. "From FUCKING—?!"

Both women stared, faces flushed, pussies traitorously wet, minds reeling with the implications.

’If he can do this—’ Madam Lin thought, hands trembling. ’If he can transfer cultivation through sex—then—’

’This changes everything—’ Zhang Yue realized, scholarly understanding clicking into place. ’This is—this is POWER—’

The Climax

"AAAAAHHHHHHNNNNGGGGHHH~~~!!!"

Xiao’s final scream was devastating as Cang’s pace reached its peak—

PAHPAHPAHPAHPAH!!!

His hips became a blur, cock pistoning into her destroyed pussy so fast it was almost invisible, each thrust pushing her closer to unconsciousness—

"SIR—HNGH~!! IMMORTAL~!! I—AAHHH~!! LOVE—HIEEKK~!! YOU~!!"

"Good girl," he growled, and came.

SPLLLRRRTTT~!!

His cock erupted inside her, flooding her womb with thick ropes of cum enhanced by spiritual energy—

Not just semen. Essence. Pure cultivation energy in liquid form.

SPLURT! SPLURT! SPLURT!

Load after load after load, pumping directly into her womb, and Xiao’s eyes rolled back—

"Hnnnngh~... aahhh~... s-so... full~..."

Her belly swelled slightly from the sheer volume, distending as if she were pregnant, cum filling her womb to capacity and leaking out around his still-buried cock.

And then—

Her body went limp.

Consciousness fled. Eyes closed. Arms falling to her sides.

Passed out from sheer overwhelm—physical, spiritual, emotional.

But she didn’t fall.

Because Cang’s hands gripped her breasts like handles, holding her up, her petite body supported entirely by his cock still impaling her pussy and his fingers digging into her huge tits.

From the watching women’s perspective—

She looked like she was standing on her tiptoes.

But it was an illusion.

She was suspended. Impaled. Her weight resting entirely on the thick shaft buried in her womb.

"Oh gods—" Madam Lin whispered.

"That’s—that’s not possible—" Zhang Yue breathed.

Cang sighed, looking down at his unconscious maid with something like affectionate disappointment.

"I guess I need more women to fuck," he said casually, as if discussing crop yields. "You’re too weak."

He gave one final thrust—

SPLURT~

—pumping the last of his cum into her womb, filling her completely, and Xiao’s unconscious body twitched, a small moan escaping her lips.

Then slowly—carefully—he pulled out.

SCHLLLOOORRRRPPPP~

His cock withdrew from her destroyed pussy, and immediately—

GLLLLSSSHHHH~

Cum poured out. Thick white fluid mixed with spiritual energy, glowing faintly, flooding from her gaping hole in obscene amounts, pooling on the floor beneath her.

Her pussy remained open for a moment—stretched, gaped, showing her red, abused internal walls—before slowly contracting, though not fully closing.

She’d been reshaped.

And as Cang released her breasts, she collapsed—

But he caught her, cradling her unconscious body gently, and laid her on the floor with surprising tenderness.

She lay there—unconscious, glowing with post-breakthrough energy, belly slightly swollen with his seed, pussy leaking continuously, huge breasts rising and falling with each breath.

Claimed. Cultivated. Conquered.

The Aftermath

Silence.

Complete, absolute silence in Madam Lin’s house.

Cang stood, his cock still hard, still dripping with mixed fluids, scales glinting in the afternoon light.

He turned toward the dining table where Suyin still sat—

The thick MILF maid who had been watching the entire time, one hand gripping the table edge, the other...

Between her legs.

Rubbing herself through the tight pants. Face flushed. Breathing heavy. Eyes glazed with need.

"You want to break through too?" Cang asked simply.

Suyin’s eyes widened. Then—

"YES—!!"

Her voice was desperate, needy, hungry.

"Please Sir Immortal—!! Use this one—!! Make me stronger—!!"

And behind them—

Madam Lin and Zhang Yue stood frozen, hands still covering their eyes but fingers spread, faces burning crimson, pussies soaked through their clothes.

Both women’s minds reeling with the same thought:

’Is this real? Did we just watch—? And she BROKE THROUGH—?! And he’s going to—?! Again—?!’

The cultivation world they thought they understood had just been shattered.

And remade in the image of a man who fucked women into ascension.

The silence that followed Cang’s question to Suyin was heavy, thick with implications and the lingering scent of sex and spiritual energy.

Xiao lay unconscious on the floor, glowing faintly with her newly advanced cultivation, cum still leaking from her destroyed pussy in slow rivulets that pooled beneath her.

Suyin sat at the dining table, one hand between her legs, face flushed with desperate need, eyes locked on Cang’s still-hard cock with hungry anticipation.

And Madam Lin and Zhang Yue stood frozen, hands covering their eyes but fingers spread, having just witnessed something that shattered their understanding of cultivation itself.

"Wait—" Madam Lin finally found her voice, stepping forward with one trembling hand raised. "You’re—you’re going to do it AGAIN? Right now?"

"In our HOUSE—?!" Zhang Yue added, voice cracking with a mixture of outrage and something else—something she didn’t want to examine too closely.

But Cang didn’t even look at them. His golden eyes remained fixed on Suyin, one finger lifting to point—

Not at the thick MILF maid.

But past her.

Directly at Zhang Yue.

"Not you," he said to Suyin calmly, though his words were clearly meant for someone else. "Come on. I was asking her."