Chapter 100: Rewarding the Vanguard*

Madam Shen rested against Lin Tian’s broad, heavily muscled chest, completely spent.

Her smooth forehead rested weakly on his strong shoulder. Her tired body still shook softly as his Primordial Yang Qi flowed inside her.

Lin Tian stroked her damp, silver-black hair slowly, his rough fingers tracing her scalp with a predatory gentleness.

Several quiet minutes passed seamlessly in the dim, ethereal light of the glowing moon-pearls that illuminated the luxurious private study.

Lin Tian’s glowing golden eyes stayed wide open in the quiet darkness.

He stood up effortlessly from the carved spirit-wood chair while still holding her substantial, incredibly lush weight in his arms.

Madam Shen made a soft, breathless sound of sheer vulnerability as her highly sensitive body left the searing warmth of his lap. Her pale, trembling arms loosely stayed wrapped around his thick neck, relying entirely on his immense physical strength.

He carried her from the quiet study into the Cloud-Sea Pavilion’s main rooms. The big silk bed awaited them, glowing under the moon-pearls in the ceiling.

He laid her down carefully on the pristine, incredibly cool silk sheets.

Lin Tian looked down intensely at her resting, utterly vulnerable form for a long, calculating moment.

Instead of giving her more time to physically recover her shattered stamina, he moved aggressively onto the mattress and knelt directly near her flushed face.

Madam Shen’s heavy, glassy eyes fluttered open the exact moment she felt the soft mattress shift under his imposing, dominant weight.

She immediately saw his searing length, still terrifyingly hard and glistening heavily with the thick, potent mixture of their combined spiritual essence.

Lin Tian rested a heavy, calloused hand on the side of her delicate head, his fingers threading deeply into her damp hair.

"Clean it."

A soft, shiver ran rapidly through her exhausted, violently trembling body. Her smooth shoulders tensed slightly as she processed the dominant order.

She slowly, shakily rose onto her elbows,slight upward movement made her heavy, highly sensitive breasts shift and sway beautifully in the dim, atmospheric light. She leaned forward parted her soft, swollen lips, taking the thick, searing head entirely into her warm mouth.

The profound, overwhelming taste spread across her sensitive tongue immediately.

A low, muffled sound of pure, unadulterated submission escaped the back of her raw throat.

She sank deeper, her delicate lips stretching uncomfortably to accommodate his girth. Her warm, wet tongue moved slowly along the highly sensitive underside, greedily tasting more of their mixed, potent fluids. Her flushed, tear-stained cheeks hollowed dramatically with each deep, rhythmic pull she took.

Lin Tian’s breathing instantly grew heavier, his broad chest expanding as the slick heat completely engulfed him.

His abdominal muscles tightened visibly. A low groan left his chest as her warm mouth worked over him. His fingers curled slightly against her hair.

"That’s it... take it properly."

Madam Shen obeyed without a single second of hesitation.

She bobbed her head with devoted, obsessive attention, actively sucking the thick mixture completely clean from his searing skin. Every single time she pulled back, a thin, glistening string of their combined spiritual essence connected her swollen lips to him before she eagerly took him in again.

Her free hand rested on his thigh. Fingers pressed into the hard muscle as she continued. A soft tremor ran down her arm.

Lin Tian’s hips shifted forward once, sharply pushing an inch deeper into the back of her slick, waiting throat.

She moaned around him. The vibration made his length twitch strongly against her tongue. His thigh muscle jumped under her palm.

Soft, wet, incredibly sloppy sounds entirely filled the quiet, expansive chamber.

After several long, torturous moments of her dedicated oral servitude, he suddenly pulled her back forcefully by the hair.

A wet gasp left her lips. Her chin glistened under the soft light. A thin trail of their mixed essence ran down toward her collarbone.

"Enough."

He pushed her firmly onto her back, his hands pressing against her shoulders. The intense temperature contrast made her arch slightly in shock.

He settled between her thighs and entered her in one deep, smooth thrust.

"Ahhh—!"

Her sensitive walls clamped around him immediately. The sudden fullness forced a broken cry from her throat. Her fingers clutched the sheets hard enough to wrinkle them.

Lin Tian immediately began a heavy, punishing, relentlessly steady rhythm against her yielding body.

Each thrust was deep and deliberate. The wet sound of their joining filled the chamber. Her heavy breasts swayed with every impact.

"Master... it’s still sensitive..." she whimpered blindly, tears of sheer sensory overload prickling her tightly shut eyes.

He did not slow down his brutal, driving pace for a single fraction of a second.

He leaned fully forward, pressing her down under his heavy chest, and took a stiff, dark-red peak into his hot mouth. He sucked hard on the sensitive bud, causing intense, painful suction as his hips kept their rapid pace. His wet, rough tongue circled the hard tip repeatedly, then he bit lightly, sending a strong shock down her spine.

Madam Shen’s hands darted to his wide, radiant shoulders. Her sharp nails dug into his golden skin, leaving crescent marks. Broken desperate moans escaped her lips at each stroke. Her weak legs trembled around his waist, struggling to hold on.

After several agonizing, mind-melting minutes of continuous, brutal friction, he abruptly withdrew completely.

A raw, empty cry escaped her throat as his heat left her. Her hips rose off the silk bed, chasing the lost fullness like an addict.

Lin Tian seized her waist and flipped her onto her stomach with ease. The abrupt, forceful motion pressed her heavy, sensitive breasts into the plush bedding, hindering her breathing. He gripped her hips firmly, pulling her full, mature rear upward to offer herself to him.

He stepped closer and entered her from behind in one powerful, utterly devastating thrust.

"AHHH—!"

The new angle drove him deeper, reaching her womb. Her back arched into a desperate, trembling curve.

He held her soft, warm waist firmly with his rough hands. His powerful fingers dug into her hips, bruising them as he kept a harsh, unyielding pace.

Each brutal impact shoved her yielding body deeper into the soft bed. Involuntary high-pitched cries were forced from her throat with every thrust. Her manicured fingers clawed the silk sheets as pleasure peaked agonizingly.

"So deep... Master..."

Lin Tian reached forward with one hand, gathered a thick fistful of her dark, sweat-soaked hair, and pulled backward lightly, forcefully making her elegant back arch even further.

The sudden, extreme change in physical angle made her cry out even louder, a long, sustained wail of pure bliss. Her thick, incredibly soft thighs trembled uncontrollably under the immense pressure of his brutal strikes.

He kept thrusting relentlessly, aggressively drawing thick, pure Yin essence directly from her deepest Dantian while simultaneously flooding her purified meridians with dense, scorching Yang Qi.

Madam Shen’s highly educated mind began to completely blur and melt into absolute nothingness.

Her soft stomach clenched violently, severe, involuntary spasms wracking her entire abdominal wall. Soft, desperate, entirely mindless sounds kept spilling endlessly from her parted lips as she rapidly approached breaking point.

Lin Tian felt her slick, swollen internal walls begin to violently flutter and tighten aggressively around his blazing length. He drove into her significantly harder, his hips snapping forward with devastating, unstoppable speed.

"Cum."

She completely shattered with a long, raw, entirely broken cry that tore from the absolute depths of her burning lungs.

Her whole body shook with violent, uncontrollable spasms across her limbs and arched back. Her inner walls clenched in agonizing, powerful waves, milking his searing length with desperate intensity. Her shaking legs almost gave way, sliding helplessly on the sheets.

Lin Tian buried himself entirely to the hilt, pressing his hips flush against her lush backside, and released once more, completely flooding her absolute deepest spiritual depths with a massive, boiling tide of thick, scorching Yang essence.

They remained locked intimately together for several long, quiet moments, both of them breathing incredibly hard as the extreme spiritual exchange finalized.

When he pulled out of her slick passage, Madam Shen collapsed limp on the bed.

She breathed heavily, gasping for air. Her broken body still trembled. Their spiritual essence dripped down her thighs onto the ruined sheets.

Lin Tian sat calmly at the very edge of the massive bed and looked down intensely at her thoroughly exhausted, completely subjugated form.

She genuinely believed the night of endless, brutal dual cultivation had finally ended.

She closed her heavy, tear-stained eyes, her consciousness rapidly sinking into a deep, dreamless, absolutely peaceful exhaustion.

Lin Tian’s glowing golden eyes, however, remained wide open in the quiet darkness of the expansive chamber.

The terrifying, unyielding Primordial Yang-Tyrant Body still burned ferociously within him, buzzing with a massive, completely unspent reserve of boiling heat.

Outside the massive, clear spirit-glass windows, the ethereal, glowing sea of clouds stretched endlessly under the pale, silent moonlight.

Inside the Cloud-Sea Pavilion, the night was still incredibly young.