Quantum Cultivation by Jace Kang (simple e reader TXT) 📕

and kissable. He did pause in the valley between her perfect breasts, in the center of her chest. “Tanzhong, the Upper Sea of Life.”

Kentaro had no problem following the motion now.

He continued down, stopping a few centimeters below her navel, causing her to shiver. “Two points here, Guanyuan and Qihai. Our Core lies between these spots, and as you Cultivate more, it fills in the entire space. This is where you want to focus during Cultivation.”

Still staring at the Elestrae maiden, Kentaro swallowed hard. “And the Huiyin point?”

Aya slapped him on the side of the head.

“This is the Microcosmic Orbit, the joining of the Governing and Conception vessels.” He reversed direction with his finger. “Once you are good at bringing Qi up to the top of your head through the Governing Vessel and down to your Core, you can practice the reverse flow, as well.”

Both nodded, though whether Kentaro had heard a word or not, it was impossible to tell.

“Now, you can Cultivate through sex, as well. It’s a way of joining a man’s Governing Vessel to a woman’s Conception Vessel, and vice versa.”

Kentaro’s gawk indicated he was indeed listening.

“In this way, Yin and Yang energies merge, and you can mix and share Qi.” Ryu traced the crossing oval patterns in the air. “The symbol of Infinity. If two high-ranking Cultivators connect in just the right way, they can theoretically create perpetual, infinite energy.”

Siena’s eyes widened.

“What about men with men, and women with women?” Aya asked.

“Men with men will link Governing vessel and mutually strengthen and energize Yang energies. Women with women will link their Conception vessels and enrich and nourish Yin energies.” Ryu met Siena’s gaze. “Now, are you sure?”

She opened his robes, baring his arousal, then rose to her tiptoes and pressed her lips against his. Soft and full, they parted, inviting him in. He obliged, letting his tongue swirl around hers. He’d forgotten to explain how the tongue was the conduit to the Heart, but his mouth was too otherwise engaged to expound on it now.

Pulse racing, he withdrew, then lavished kisses from the tip of her tapered ear, along her jawline, and down her neck. She let out a primal moan, lifting a leg to hook her knee over his hip. All Cultivation lessons slipped from his mind as he reached around and cupped her firm ass. Heat radiated from her.

He looked over her shoulder at the kids. “A female’s center of sexual Cultivation is what we call the Root of Yin.”  He teased a finger around her clitoris, savoring the wetness, wondering at the similarities in alien anatomy, exulting in her gasps of pleasure.

It wasn’t much of a lesson. Try as Kentaro might, he wouldn’t be able to see the details.

“I need you,” Siena rasped urgently. She reached down and guided him into her. She blazed like a Fifth Rank Fireburst, yet was slippery like a Second Rank Iceslick, and he nearly spilled his seed in her right then and there.  Instead, he took a deep breath and cleared his mind.

“Wait,” he said.

Panting, she pulled back. “Why?”

“They need to learn.” He tilted his head toward the kids.

“They can learn by watching.” She thrust with her hips, the hot, slick sensation again nearly bringing him to peak on just the second stroke.

Visualizing his testicles, he took a deep breath and drew Qi through his Huiyin point and up his spine, bringing him back from the brink. He said, “To connect, you need to breathe in as I go deeper, breathe out as I withdraw. In turn, I—”

With a gasp, she bucked again, her insides squeezing over his length, and it was all he could do not to climax on the third thrust.

“—I inhale as I pull back, and exhale as I penetrate.” He pressed the Yongquan points in his soles to the ground and concentrated on the cool dew clinging to the grass. “Tongue on the roof of your mouth.”

She rocked her hips several times, ignoring everything he said, panting out as she took him deeper, breathing in as she pulled back. While not helpful toward her Cultivation, it was the perfect breathing pattern for him to connect to her Core.

Her motions brought him closer and closer, but he mastered himself with his breaths. He’d peak any moment now, but the Code of Lakes and Rivers required consent. “May I link to your Core? It will weaken you, though not by much, given how dense it is.”

“Mmmm, hmmm,” she mumbled, back arched.

That sounded like a yes? He synchronized with her efforts, thrusting deeper as she pressed to him, drawing all the way back to his head as she disengaged. With several more long strokes, he took a deep breath in and climaxed without emptying his seed. His breath drew Essence from her Core and into him. The energy was vast and intense, unlike any other he’d absorbed in this manner, and it sent spasms up his spine as he drew it up his Governing Vessel.

His head raged with the surge in vitality, and it was nearly impossible to hold on to coherent thought. He let out a gasp to bring it down into his own Core. It gushed downward, lighting his meridians on fire.

He’d have to Cultivate with breathing and meditation to fully assimilate it, but for now, he lowered her to the grass and took control, rocking back and forth, savoring in the softness of her body, the hot wetness of her nethers, and her ecstatic moans. He climaxed two more times, at each instance drawing from her Core, until her back arched and she shivered around him. He paused, letting her buck several more times on him before finally pulling out.

Unlike untrained men who spent themselves in sex and were left fatigued, Ryu felt invigorated.

More than invigorated. He felt