Infinite Slaughter System: I Kill, Therefore I Ascend!-Chapter 166: Incubus Versus Succubus! - End

But there was truly no escape, because no matter how she struggled, Bai Ruyi found that her fate was sealed. Her strength was lower than his, and with every thrust that this bastard made, it became even weaker and weaker.

She felt like she was sinking into a swamp of mud, her mind being overwhelmed and suppressed by the pleasure until it was all she could think of, with thoughts of self-preservation falling into chaos. There was no longer a coherent thought in her head, just the feeling of being penetrated deeply and slowly, causing her animal instincts to come forth.

There was no other sound in the room except that of skin meeting skin, flesh slapping against flesh, and the continuous expulsion of fluid from Bai Ruyi.

Indeed, if Li Ling were cruel, he could choose to completely break Bai Ruyi here and now, but that was not his point of interest, nor did it align with his overall plans. As such, he only spent a few moments pushing Bai Ruyi to the brink before he released the hold on himself, setting his sensitivity back to normal.

It was largely unnecessary, though, because even with halved sensitivity, he was still able to feel the sensation of intercourse, and if he were to compare it, it was akin to doing it with an unskilled woman on Earth, just normal and banal. Enough to get you to reach the limit, but not enough to stay in your memory like it happened just yesterday.

This time, though, Li Ling controlled his release down to each ounce, allowing just enough to populate her womb but not enough to surge outward or be wasteful. On top of that, he was able to activate the Yin-Yang Reversal Technique and ’code’ his release, injecting minimal amounts of yang essence for Bai Ruyi to absorb while choosing what part of himself he would inject into his sperm.

As the first child of his loins, Li Ling was naturally generous and went all out, putting in his Void Seeking Physique, good looks, and a strong mind, but when he tried to add spirit roots and other things, he found that the response from the daoist art was negative.

It was akin to writing a file, or even a bio on your page, and it had a 100-word count limit. Li Ling had reached that 100-word count limit, because a powerful physique like the Void Seeking Physique took up 90 words (relative to this scenario), while basic genetic enhancements toward looks, fitness, and acuity took up less than 10 words.

He had a short frame of time to handle these changes, not due to the nature of sperm or essence. Just like before, he could completely ’kill’ these sperms or take them back, but rather it was a limitation set by the Dao itself.

Unless Li Ling comprehended the Dao of Reproduction and gained a rule relevant to this, even increasing the stage of the Yin-Yang Reversal Technique would not change this limitation.

Thinking about it, Li Ling retracted the Void Seeking Physique and replaced it with the weaker Void Touched Physique, which took 50% of the allowable space, allowing him to squeeze in a top-grade Water Spirit Root, which took up 40%. The remaining was used to handle other ’system default’ genetics that absolutely had to be passed on, lest the infant be warped or deformed.

Once done, Li Ling relaxed and pulled backward, allowing his young master to exit Bai Ruyi with a ’pop’ sound. Even without being prompted, and without him having to do anything himself, Bai Ruyi’s entrance snapped shut like a person squeezing their fist, not allowing even a drop to leak out.

Looking at the woman, who despite being a third-realm cultivator was sweating and panting profusely while covering her face in indignation and defeat, it was clear that this was a natural reaction and not something done consciously. Indeed, practicing the Joyous Union Sutra even warped her physique significantly, allowing such near inhuman feats to be performed.

But this was indeed always the case; otherwise, the earlier scene of him spraying out upon mere penetration wouldn’t have occurred.

Li Ling got up and patted himself down with a smile. "Well, that was fun, dear wife. I left you a small present that I’m sure you will be eternally grateful for, so make sure to incubate my child well. I also leave their training in your hands."

Saying this, Li Ling left the room without looking back, much like a victorious general returning after a successful campaign.

While there was no fanfare from the masses awaiting him, outside, he found that two people had come to wait patiently at the door, though he had long been aware of this through his Dharma Sense.

Who else could it be but Luo Roumei and Kong Beiwu, the two enslaved non-Majins he had sent back before the final battle in the outpost zone where he met Zhen Xueren. He had told them to look for Bai Ruyi to be settled in, and it seemed like his scheming first wife had taken his orders well, because the two were clothed in grey-colored robes, which marked servants of high-ranking disciples of the Six Paths Demon Sect.

They were also collared, which was the sect’s way of giving them an identity within its boundaries, because only disciples and those who were planning to become disciples were allowed entry and residence. In order to facilitate things, they designated this grey color for registered servants of disciples to make identification and tracking easier.

It didn’t matter that Li Ling already had his Majin symbol visible on their foreheads, clear as day to anyone that they were enslaved by someone; the sect only recognized the collars and the number that came with them. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

Kong Beiwu was fidgeting with his collar, clearly uncomfortable with its presence, while Luo Roumei was calm, seeming to have accepted it and decided to ignore its presence. When both saw Li Ling come out, the Majin symbols on their foreheads flashed slightly with a red glow, then disappeared into their skin, making them look normal.

"Master!" both greeted with respect, a light shining in their eyes despite their different demeanors.

Li Ling, in a good mood, smiled and nodded. "Good, the two of you look hale and hearty. Kong Beiwu, go and use my authority to redeem a batch of low-grade spirit stones to add to my estate’s account. Luo Roumei, go with him, and after securing the spirit stones, contract a skilled nurse to handle the next nine months for you and my wife."

Li Ling gave them instructions, which they bowed respectfully to receive, and left while humming a tune. Both Kong Beiwu and Luo Roumei were puzzled as to why their master was in such a jolly state, but figured it must have something to do with coming home to see the madam.

Speaking of the madam, both enslaved cultivators were absolutely in love with her due to how kind and gentle she was with them, not to mention her beauty. Reputation-wise, Bai Ruyi was actually quite renowned and respected for her behavior in the sect, which caused those idiots to amass themselves against Li Ling.

But that was just as well for Li Ling, because he had lost a lot of interest in the duo. Their purpose as servants was just fine, but he no longer needed them to harvest their roots for his own upgrade. In fact, he even possessed far superior spirit roots than they did, but he still had some mild interest in gene mixing and eugenics, so he kept them as the first generation of his breeding farm.

With the long life of a cultivator, Li Ling was incredibly interested in seeing what would come of their offspring, and their offspring’s offspring.

Not to mention, he planned to throw some mixtures into the pot to add more variety and yield more rarities.

Chuckling, Li Ling stood on the porch of his manor, looking up at the sky which was beginning to darken into the nightscape. He briefly looked back on the past few days since he had arrived in the sect and felt that while there were ups and downs, they added more flavor to the life he was living.

Compared to his pitiful 20 years before this period of time, this month alone was like a roller coaster of events that became crazier and crazier by the second.

However, every high must have a low, a dip period where things recovered. This was true in fighting, love, farming, working, training... almost in everything.

Now, there were about eight or so months until the tournament for placements to the middle sect began, and Li Ling planned to participate in it. The only thing he had left to do was upgrade as many Daoist Arts as possible and then spend the remaining time refining his control over them, as well as draw up a long-term plan for his life in Firmament Heaven.

He had winged it so far, and while living life as it came was fun, it also left a lot of mistakes, troubles, and problems in its wake, which was something he couldn’t continue to have as he rose in cultivation realm.