Chapter 113 | Curing the Stagnation*

Chapter 113: 113 | Curing the Stagnation*

The massive spirit-wood desk stood in the centre of the sealed chamber.Its polished surface had borne the weight of heavy artifacts and thick stacks of sect records for decades. Tonight it would serve a far different purpose.

Lin Tian guided both women the final steps across the thick beast-fur rug.His hands remained firm in their hair. Neither offered resistance. Their bodies stayed soft and fully obedient under the heavy pressure of his Foundation Establishment aura.

He released Madam Shen first.

She sank to her knees beside the desk, translucent silk clinging to her damp skin. Her chest rose and fell in quick, shallow breaths as she was forced to watch everything that followed.

Lin Tian then lifted Aunt Lin completely off the floor.With an easy flex of his Primordial Yang-Tyrant Body he laid the forty-two-year-old Master Forger onto the smooth desk.

"Ah...!"

Aunt Lin gasped as her lush mature curves settled against the hard wood. The torn remnants of her thin inner garments hid nothing.

Her wide hips and heavy breasts were fully exposed under the silver light of the moon-pearls. Sweat already glistened across her jade-like skin. Her face flushed deep crimson and her eyes stayed hazy with complete worship.

The Severe Qi Stagnation still throbbed inside her.

A hard, frozen pressure sat in her lower abdomen and chest, making every breath shallow and painful.

"Spread your legs for your Sovereign, my Vanguard," Lin Tian ordered, voice low and possessive.

Aunt Lin obeyed at once.She pulled her trembling thighs apart, fully revealing the slick, desperate core of her Yin. Clear fluids already coated her soft folds.

Lin Tian stepped between her open legs.

The heat radiating from his body made her inner walls clench hard in anticipation. He gripped her wide hips with both large hands, thumbs pressing deep into soft flesh to hold her steady.

Without further delay he thrust forward.

His rigid Yang root sank into her tight, aching depths in one powerful stroke.

"AHHH—!"

Aunt Lin’s spine arched sharply off the desk.

A high cry tore from her throat.

The entry was far more than physical.

The moment his Foundation Establishment Primordial Yang entered her Peak Qi Gathering core, it crashed directly into the frozen knots of her Severe Qi Stagnation.

For years the blockage had sat like hard spiritual ice. Now a river of molten Yang fire smashed into that ice without mercy.

Pain flared first. Thousands of burning needles raced along her meridians and stabbed into the walls of her Dantian. Yet the pain tangled instantly with overwhelming pleasure that made her vision blur.

"Master... it burns... it burns so deep...!" Aunt Lin sobbed.

Her fingers gripped the edges of the desk so hard her knuckles turned white. Her inner walls clamped down on his thick length, trying to draw every drop of purifying fire deeper into her body.

"Take the fire, my Vanguard," Lin Tian said, voice rough with dominance. "You belong to me. This illness is mine to burn away."

He began to move.He pulled back until only the tip remained inside her, then drove forward again to the hilt.

The heavy sound of his muscular thighs striking her soft bottom echoed inside the isolation array.

He synchronized every thrust with the flow of spiritual energy. With each deep stroke he sent a dense stream of golden Liquid Qi straight into her stagnant meridians.

A faint ethereal mist formed around their joined bodies.Golden threads of pure Yang energy rose from his skin and wrapped around her voluptuous figure, sinking into her pores.

"Nngh... yes... my Sovereign...!" Aunt Lin whimpered.Her heavy breasts swayed hard with every impact.

As the Liquid Qi flooded her Dantian the painful blockages began to melt. Stagnant Qi hissed and evaporated like water thrown onto hot iron.

In return her newly freed pure Yin energy flowed back into Lin Tian through their connection, feeding his Primordial Yang-Tyrant Body and making his own foundation denser.

The desk creaked under the force of his thrusts.

Lin Tian’s hands slid up from her hips to roughly knead her full breasts.His thumbs brushed over the sensitive peaks while his pace steadily increased.

"You are my Yin cauldron tonight," he grunted. "Tell me how much you need this."

"I need it... I need it all...!" Aunt Lin cried.

Her eyes rolled back. "I am yours... melt the ice inside me... please, Lin Tian... break it open...!"

Seeing her meridians finally softening under the continuous flood of Yang, Lin Tian changed rhythm.

He delivered three short, rapid thrusts that rubbed hard against her sensitive entrance, forcing her breath to catch. Then he drove one long, devastating stroke that reached the deepest point of her womb.

"AHHH... MASTER!"

The sudden change shattered what little control she had left.Her plump body began to tremble violently on the desk.

The relentless flood of golden Liquid Qi combined with the physical force pushed her rapidly toward the edge.

Lin Tian did not slow down. He kept the mixed rhythm—three short, one long—while pouring more of his Primordial Yang into her.

Each deep thrust sent another wave of purifying fire through her lower abdomen, burning away layer after layer of the old stagnation.

"Take it!" Lin Tian roared.He drove forward one final time and released a massive surge of pure Primordial Yang Qi deep into her meridians.

Aunt Lin screamed in pure release.

Her inner walls locked around him with crushing force. A powerful wave of pure Yin energy burst from her core and crashed into his Yang.

Inside her spiritual pathways a sharp crack sounded. The golden fire of his Primordial Yang burned through the majority of the remaining stagnation in a single sweeping rush.

A thick, dark mist—the physical form of her long-held illness—rose from her pores and vanished under the purifying light of the moon-pearls.

Aunt Lin collapsed onto the desk, body twitching uncontrollably. Sweat covered every inch of her skin. Tears of deep relief ran down her face.

Her meridians, once choked and painful, now flowed with clean, stable Qi.

Her Peak Qi Gathering foundation had been purified and noticeably strengthened.

Lin Tian remained still for a moment, chest rising and falling. The pure Yin energy he had drawn from her settled into his Dantian, making his Foundation Establishment aura denser and brighter than before.

He slowly withdrew from her.

A soft, broken whimper pulled his attention to the side.

Madam Shen knelt on the beast-fur rug beside the desk. The sight of her Sovereign claiming the Master Forger had pushed her Mutual Cultivation Feedback to the breaking point.

The heavy Yang Scent filling the chamber and the raw display of his body had left her shaking with need.

She had pulled open the front of her crimson robes. Her elegant legs were spread wide. Her fingers moved desperately between her thighs, sliding through her own slick wetness.

Clear fluids dripped onto the rug beneath her.

"Ah... Master... please..." Madam Shen begged, voice raw and broken. Tears of need ran down her cheeks.

She crawled forward until her flushed face pressed against his thigh. Her eyes locked on his Yang root, still glistening with Aunt Lin’s purified essence.

"I cannot bear it any longer, Lin Tian..." she whispered. "My body is empty... look at how much I need you..."

She lifted her gaze, completely stripped of rank and pride.

"Please... let me serve. Use me until my foundation shakes. I am begging for your essence..."

Lin Tian looked down at the kneeling woman.

A dark, satisfied smile touched his lips.

The Vanguard’s illness had been largely burned away.Now it was time to feed the hunger of Shen.

The twin cauldron reward had only just begun.