Chapter 520: Chapter 520: The Milking of the Soul

The air in the bathroom was thick with steam and the scent of fresh herbs, but it was the musky, sweet aroma of Bessie’s arousal that dominated Ethan’s senses. He didn’t let her pull away. He gripped her thick, soft waist, pulling her flush against his battle-scarred chest.

"Master, please... you don’t have to lie to me," Bessie whimpered, her tears dripping onto his shoulders.

"Shut up and feel this," Ethan growled.

He took one of her massive, heavy breasts in each hand, kneading the soft flesh with a firm, possessive grip. His thumbs flicked over her dark-pink nipples, and he heard the wet squelch of the cream leaking from her. Bessie’s knees buckled. The sensation of being desired—not just tolerated, but hungered for—was more overwhelming than any potion.

["Master, her Yin energy is peaking,"] Crul’s voice hissed in his mind. ["Don’t just fuck her. Break her. Every orgasm she has releases a flood of pure, unrefined Spiritual Soul essence. If you want that foundation, you have to milk her dry."]

Ethan understood. He pushed her back against the marble wall, lifting one of her heavy legs over his shoulder. He went back to her horns, biting and licking the sensitive velvet until she was screaming, her voice echoing off the tiles.

"Maestro! Oh, god, Maestro! I’m... I’m going to—!"

She didn’t even finish the sentence before her body went rigid. A massive, drenching spray of nectar erupted from her, soaking Ethan’s front. He didn’t wait. He drove into her with a single, violent thrust.

"AHHHHH!" Bessie’s head slammed back against the wall.

She was incredibly tight, her walls thick and pulsing with a heat that felt like molten lava. For Ethan, it was like being buried in silk. He began to pound into her, his movements frantic and powerful. Every time his hips collided with her massive rear, a loud, wet clap echoed through the room.

"You’re beautiful, Bessie! Look at you! You’re a goddamn queen!" Ethan roared, his amethyst eyes glowing with a feral light.

He focused his energy, activating the [Amethyst Devouring Art]. As he slammed into her, he felt the connection. Every time Bessie’s body convulsed in a fresh orgasm, a wave of pale, milky energy flowed from her womb into his cock, surging up his spine and into his Spiritual Core.

It was intoxicating. He wasn’t just taking her body; he was drinking her soul.

Bessie was beyond thought. The trauma of Prince Charles was being burned away by the friction and the fire Ethan was stoking inside her. She clung to his neck, her massive breasts swaying and bouncing with every thrust, her milk splashing against his face. She was a fountain of pleasure, her body reacting to his touch with a violent, primal intensity.

"More! Give me more!" Ethan hissed, his teeth grazing her neck.

He flipped her over, pushing her into a kneeling position. Her massive rear was elevated, a vast landscape of soft, pale skin that shook with every movement. He gripped her horns like the handles of a beast and drove into her from behind.

Bessie let out a long, melodic low, her fingers scratching the marble floor. She was climaxing again and again, her body unable to keep up with the sheer volume of pleasure Ethan was forcing into her. With every peak, Ethan felt his own core expanding. The Spiritual Soul essence she provided was dense, stable, and incredibly pure.

"I’m cumming! I’m cumming, Master!" she screamed, her body thrashing.

Ethan felt the final surge. He let out a guttural roar, his own seed exploding deep inside her as he simultaneously pulled every last drop of her refined Yin energy into his system.

The world turned purple. Ethan’s Spiritual Core thrummed with a new, heavy resonance. The exhaustion from the 24-hour torture was replaced by a cold, vibrating power. He had done it.

He collapsed onto her back, his face buried in the crook of her neck. Bessie lay beneath him, her breath coming in shallow, broken sobs of pure ecstasy. She was drained, her body glowing with a faint, post-coital light.

"Thank you..." she whispered, her voice barely audible. "Thank you for... for wanting me."

Ethan didn’t say anything. He just held her, feeling the new power coursing through his veins. He was a predator who had just found his favorite prey. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

Ethan felt his Spiritual Core begin to rotate with a violent, newfound velocity. The dense Yin essence he had siphoned from Bessie acted like high-octane fuel hitting a spark. Within his dantián, the core didn’t just grow; it fractured and reformed, shedding its dull outer layer to reveal a crystalline, pulsating violet light. He had broken through to the Mid-Level of the Core Awakening Realm.

His senses expanded instantly. The air felt thicker, more detailed; he could feel the flow of mana in the walls and the distant heartbeats of the guards outside. The "bottleneck" that had felt like a stone wall during his training had been obliterated by the raw vitality of the cow-woman.

Ethan pulled away slowly, the wet friction of their bodies making a soft, sticky sound in the silent room. He looked down at Bessie, who lay draped over the marble like a fallen goddess of fertility, her skin flushed a deep rose and her eyes staring blankly at the ceiling in a daze of total satiation.

"Crul, status," Ethan thought, feeling the hum of power under his skin. "How long before she’s back on her feet?"

["Analysis: Her cultivation level is significantly higher than yours, Master, which acted as a massive buffer,"] Crul responded, his voice returning to its crisp, analytical tone. ["However, you didn’t just take her virginity; you drained decades of accumulated Yin essence. She won’t be out as long as the elves, but she won’t be walking for at least two days. You effectively ’milked’ her dry of her spiritual reserves."]

Ethan let out a low, satisfied huff. He stepped out of the bath and began to dry himself, the new energy in his limbs making him feel lighter than air. He dressed in the clean clothes laid out for him and walked toward the door, where several junior maids were waiting nervously.

"Go in and take care of Bessie," Ethan commanded, a dark, seductive smirk playing on his lips. He paused as he passed the lead maid, trailing a lingering finger along her jawline. "She’s worked... exceptionally hard today. Make sure she has everything she needs."

He let out a short, throaty laugh and walked out into the hallway, his stride radiating the confidence of a man who had just conquered a mountain.

The maid he had touched stood frozen, her face heating up as she watched his retreating back. She looked at the other girls, her breath hitching. "Will the Master ever give me a ’training session’ so intense that I can’t move for days?" she wondered, her heart fluttering with a mixture of fear and a desperate, rising envy of the broken women inside the room.

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From this moment forward, to avoid confusion regarding cultivation ranks, I will include this footer with the current established levels.

Note: These are only the ranks mentioned so far to avoid spoilers.

Body Refinement Realm

Skin Refinement / Bone Refinement / Organ Refinement

Spiritual Gathering Realm

Spiritual Perception / Spiritual Mist / Spiritual Condensation

Spiritual Core Realm

Core Solidification / Core Awakening / Spiritual Collapse (Half-step Spiritual Core)

Spiritual Soul Realm

Spiritual Soul Awakening / Soul Nourishing / Soul-Core Fusion

Golden Core Realm

Prime Fusion / Core Perfection / Core Destruction

Spiritual Sea Realm

Stage 1 ?? / Stage 2 ?? / Stage 3 ??

Dao Manifestation Realm

Stage 1 ?? / Stage 2 ?? / Stage 3 ??

Spiritual Transcendence

Stage 1 ?? / Stage 2 ?? / Stage 3 ??