Urban Seduction: Housewives Club-Chapter 2121 - 441: Screwing the Transcendent Realm! 1

Once the True Qi successfully bridged and withstood that initial violent surge, the most lethal hurdle was cleared.

From here, all Wang Yue had to do was slowly merge his essence with Yu Suxin’s, taming the wild, rampaging energy within her. He would draw her chaotic Qi into his own body to harmonize it through his Dual Cultivation technique, then cycle it back into her system to repair her damaged meridians and organs with the balanced Yin-Yang energy.

Thanks to his recent breakthrough in cultivation, Wang Yue didn’t collapse from exhaustion like he had last time. Instead, he felt strangely invigorated as he took full control of the process.

As the technique shifted into autopilot, the mental strain eased, and he finally let himself relax.

"Yingying, it’s working. Our True Qi is locked in. Just a little more Dual Cultivation and your Master will be back with us," Wang Yue said, immediately sharing the good news with Li Yingying, who was waiting anxiously by the bed.

Yingying was ecstatic, but that relief was instantly followed by a wave of crushing embarrassment. Earlier, she’d stayed behind to help her brother-in-law guide his cock into her unconscious Master out of pure necessity to save her life. But now that the danger had passed, staying meant she’d be front-row center, watching her favorite man plow her most respected mentor.

She stood up, fidgeting. "I... I should probably head out then."

"Wait, don’t," Wang Yue stopped her quickly. "Your brother and the others are right outside. If you open that door now, they’ll see everything. Besides, I still need your help for the next part."

"My help? With what?" Yingying asked, genuinely curious. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

"With stimulating your Master," Wang Yue grinned. "The thing about this Dual Cultivation method is that it thrives on pleasure. The more intense the sensation for both parties, the better the results. It supercharges the healing process."

Yingying looked skeptical, but she trusted Wang Yue implicitly. "But Master is in a deep coma. She can’t feel anything, can she?"

"Don’t worry about that. Once I stabilize her Qi, she’ll drift from a deep coma into a shallow sleep. She won’t be ’awake,’ per se, but her body will regain its senses and start reacting instinctively," Wang Yue explained.

"Oh..." Yingying nodded, only half-understanding, but she stayed put.

Wang Yue remained buried deep inside Yu Suxin, keeping his pace steady as he guided the energy flow. Her meridians were still a mess; he couldn’t leave it entirely to the technique’s autopilot yet.

As their energies fused, they became a single, inseparable force. Under their combined influence, the "wild" Qi within her was gradually broken and "domesticated," joining the cycle and making the Dual Cultivation True Qi grow increasingly potent.

Yu Suxin was a powerhouse of the Transcendent Realm. Cultivating with someone of her caliber provided Wang Yue with massive benefits. Even in this early stabilization phase, his own cultivation level was beginning to climb at a visible rate.

Yu Suxin was benefiting just as much. Instead of raw power, the energy was focused on nourishing her shattered meridians, her Dantian, and her heavily traumatized internal organs.

After another thirty minutes of intense cycling, the chaotic energy was finally tamed. At that exact moment, Wang Yue’s body shuddered slightly.

He surged past the late stage of the fourth level of the Mortal Shedding Realm, hitting the peak of the fourth level effortlessly, and the momentum wasn’t stopping.

"Alright, it’s time. Let’s get started," Wang Yue told Yingying.

He didn’t wait for her to move before he started his own rhythm. After being clamped tight inside her for nearly three hours, he finally began to drive his thick cock in and out of Yu Suxin’s tight, elite little snatch.

Yingying had never seen anything like this. She stood there helpless, eyes wide, looking at Wang Yue for direction.

Wang Yue gave her a reassuring smile. He leaned down, cupping one of Yu Suxin’s heavy breasts, kneading and molding the soft flesh. He leaned in, taking a nipple into his mouth to suck and swirl his tongue around it. "Come on, Yingying. She’s your Master, don’t be shy."

Watching him made Yingying curious. She mimicked his movements, grabbing her Master’s other breast, massaging it before leaning down to suckle on the other nipple.

After a moment, Wang Yue reached for a small jar he had set aside earlier. "If just sucking on them feels a bit plain, we can add some flavor," he joked.

He opened the jar, scooped out some thick, gooey substance, and smeared it over Yu Suxin’s nipple before diving back in.

Intrigued, Yingying checked the other jars and bottles nearby. They were filled with cream, honey, and various fruit jams. These definitely weren’t for "medical" use, and they certainly weren’t lubricants. Their only purpose was to be eaten off her Master’s body.

Yingying began to wonder about Wang Yue’s true motives. "Is doing this... really helping Master?"

"Of course it is. Haven’t you noticed? Her nipples are already getting hard," Wang Yue mumbled, his words muffled by the breast in his mouth. "And her pussy is reacting too. It’s starting to get wet, and she’s actively clenching around my cock. Shit, it feels so good!"

He wasn’t exaggerating. Yu Suxin’s walls were naturally tight, but now that her body was reacting instinctively, she was pulsing with every thrust. The soft, snug canal was vacuum-sealing around his shaft, making every stroke a delicious struggle.

Wang Yue also noticed something else: it wasn’t just his technique running through her anymore. Another power within her had awakened and begun to circulate—a power that seemed to have its own innate Dual Cultivation properties.

Although Yu Suxin’s own internal technique was barely a tenth as effective as Wang Yue’s high-tier Dual Cultivation art, the synergy between the two created a massive qualitative shift.

Not only did it nearly double the overall efficiency of the healing process, but the sheer physical pleasure of each thrust became exponentially more intense.

Even though Yu Suxin was still unconscious and couldn’t consciously participate, the raw sensation Wang Yue felt while plowing her was easily on par with—if not better than—the sessions he had with his most experienced, fully active partners.

Hearing Wang Yue’s words, Li Yingying’s gaze drifted down to where the two were joined. Sure enough, every time Wang Yue’s massive shaft pulled out of her Master’s petite, tight slit, it dragged out a thick, milky-white fluid.

This clearly wasn’t the lubricant she had helped apply earlier; the color was off, and the volume was way too high. Yingying might still be a virgin, but she wasn’t clueless—especially after her own "incident" on the bus. She remembered the shameful flood of nectar she’d produced just from the pleasure of that encounter.

Seeing her Master leaking like this was proof enough that she was feeling that same explosive bliss.

No, Yingying thought, Master has to be feeling it even more. Back on the bus, she had only been grinded against through her clothes. Her Master was currently being impaled deep inside.

For a split second, Yingying felt a pang of envy toward her Master, but it was quickly replaced by relief. Not only was her Master experiencing peak pleasure, but she was using it to mend her broken body. It was a perfect win-win.

Now fully convinced by Wang Yue’s logic, Yingying didn’t hesitate. She picked out her favorite fruit jam, scooped out a generous dollop, and smeared it all over her Master’s snow-white, crystalline breast and the ruby-red, translucent nipple at its peak. She leaned in, licking it off bit by bit like a greedy kitten.

Under their combined efforts, the sleeping Yu Suxin’s breathing quickly became ragged. Her sexy, high-cultivation physique began to writhe instinctively, her plump backside arching and thrusting upward to meet Wang Yue’s heavy cock with every rhythmic slam.