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

Their lives. So much pressure! His arousal went flaccid. How humiliating. And no doubt, the surveillance team was watching to see his embarrassment. It shriveled up like on a freezing winter morning.

Siena frowned. “Come on, we don’t have time.”

“Don’t rush me!” Ken thought of every daydream and fantasy.

To no avail.

After all, an Elestrae beauty right here was better than anything he could imagine.

She pouted at him and looked up through her lashes. Then she leaned back, lifted her skirts, and spread her legs.

Though Ken had seen much of her when she’d made love to Master Ryu, he’d never seen all the glorious detail of her nethers. A cleft ran down the middle of her plump mound, threaded with silky golden wisps. The supple creases of pink folds lined either side, widening the lower it went. Though the Elestrae denied it, they must’ve had some evolutionary connection to humans to be so similar.

His heart pounded, and his erection returned, so hard that it ached. She took it in her hand and guided it into her. By every star in the sky, he was inside a woman. An Elestrae woman. He looked down in disbelief, marveling at how her lips wrapped around him. Her vagina was hotter and more slippery than anything he’d ever used for stimulation, and without a single thrust, he peaked instantly.

She breathed in at that moment, and the energy from the remnants of the Nue Core surged through his own, down his Conception vesselmeridian. It coursed into his penis and into her Conception vessel.

He let out a gasp, and she pulled off of him. Apparently, she had been paying attention during Master Ryu’s lessons.

And he’d just had sex. Very brief sex which the observers would laugh at, but sex all the same.

With an Elestrae, no less. His cheeks flushed hot as his heart raced. Even so, a sense of guilt pricked at him.

“Thank you,” she said, voice full of life compared to just a few seconds ago.

“Did you…?”

“Orgasm?” She giggled. “Beautiful boy, of course I did.”

He almost believed her. Still… “No! Did you Advance?”

She tilted her head, and her pupils rose to the corner of her eyes. “Hard to tell. But I feel invigorated. Let’s get—”

The double doors slid open, and ten peacekeeperPeacekeepers in enhanced tactical gear charged in with guns drawn.

Siena waved a hand and spoke a word.

They all tripped over their feet and crashed to the floor, asleep.

Ken could only gawk.

“That felt…different,” she said as she picked her way between them. She knelt down and retrieved two guns. “Like a new connection to my channeling. It barely took any energy at all.”

“Those weapons are coded to them,” Ken said.

She laughed, fiddling with the firearms. “Human biometric encryptions are easy to hack. Now, they took Aya to level eight, to an interrogation room. Do you know how to get there?”

“Yes.” They were on sublevel five now, the medical wing which they’d helped Master Ryu escape from. He knelt down and retrieved one of the fallen men’s’ jackets, then tugged his pants off and slipped into them. Despite the mismatch, he found a taller tactical officer’s boots and put them on.

“Stay behind me,” she said, “but give me directions.”

As always, despite him advancing in Three Ranks, she was treating him as useless.

“I’ll lead.” He started to push past her.

She twirled both guns around her fingers. “Wait, I’m the one with the weapons.”

The Elestrae had a point. Even if Master Ryu had taught Ken how to fight hand-to-hand, he had yet to learn any of the Shaping techniques.

“All right; when you leave this room, turn to the left.”

She strode ahead and turned.

He followed as she went toward the maglift. Boots clopped on the floors.

Just why hadn’t security engaged the interior force fields? Unless…

“Siena, they’re herding us…”

Five Peacekeepers turned the corner.

Twisting between incoming blasts, Siena fired both guns, downing three with four shots before the remaining two ducked back.

Ken had little time to gawk as one popped back out and fired a blue pulse at him, only to fall as Siena shot him.

The bolt should’ve travelled too fast for Ken to see much more than a blur, but it slowed down just enough that he could tell it would miss. Had Advancement slowed combat down for him?

“I need backup,” the Peacekeeper was yelling.

Ken zigzagged toward him, avoiding the barrage of pulses and closing the distance in seconds. He punched the Peacekeeper in the head, knocking him out.

Had he just done that? “Sorry!”

“Where to?” Siena asked.

He pointed to the right. “Turn here. The maglift is there.”

Siena turned and they came to a bank of maglifts on either side of the hall.

None were moving, and one’s doors opened and closed, opened and closed.

“They must’ve locked them down.” Ken pointed at a set of doors at the far end of the maglift banks. “We will need to take the steps.”

Which would be a bottleneck. Still, without the maglifts, there was no other way to reach level eight, up thirteen flights of stairs.

It was absolutely insane.

Well, if he died today, he wouldn’t die a virgin. He opened the doors and dashed up. Siena hurried after him, her little feet not making a sound.

When he reached the first landing, the door slid open, revealing a Peacekeeper. He started to point the gun at Ken, but he was so close that Ken was able to grab his wrist, pull, and landed a Xingyi Water Form’s uppercut into the man’s chin.

Bone cracked, and Ken reflexively pulled his hand back and wrung it.

But no, it was the now-unconscious man’s jaw that had broken.

Just one punch had done that.

“Sorry,” Ken said. He had little time to think about it