I felt the qi thrumming through my body as I banced on the tip of one finger. I looked up and down my body to see that my body was perfectly perky as well. As if I was untouched by gravity. I kicked my feet back and forth lightly as I remained banced with ease. I was already past what a mortal could fully do with a lifetime of training and it had only taken me a few months of actual jing cultivation.

  Practically able to sleep in this position I flipped back to my feet with a flick of my feet and stepped up to my purse of holding. Sticking my arm into it to the shoulder I ruffled around for a nice set of robes to get dressed into. My throat was already fully healed now that I had channeled my qi fully into my test realm of power.

  I put on the three yers of clothes and ran my hands up and down my body feeling every curve. Pulling in my hips and shaping my bust to be a little smaller so the clothes fit properly I stepped lightly into the hallway and headed out towards the communal garden.

  The sun beat down on the house and I walked into the garden taking a deep breath of fresh air. That was when a voice cut through my mind and straight into my chest. “If it isn’t the harlot. I’ve returned for a visit.”

  I turned to take in the visage of Lo Fang. His robe already tented and showing his readiness for my ministrations. The insult was unneeded. I smiled at him obliquely and bowed slowly and gracefully. My fear was much more tempered now that I had faced my tribution and survived. “Master Lo Fang. It is my pleasure to see you once more. How may this one assist you?”

  He walked to me stroking his long beard and looking down imperiously at me. “You have awoken a need in me. Though I still seek the flower that caught my eye I need a release all the same. You are to provide me with it.”

  Keeping myself from sighing I pulled my hair back and went to kneel when he pced a hand upon my shoulder and shook his head. “I want you to go change into some peasant or servant clothes and bring me tea. You will be my obedient flower and do as I say when it comes time.”

  “As you command,” I bowed once more and turned away from the man. His hand caressed my ass through my clothes and he took a deep breath in through his nose to catch upon my scent. With a final pinch of the soft plumpness of my cheek I walked back and changed into the most pin garb I could find. I almost made the mistake of wearing the same clothes I had used to infiltrate the sect but thankfully caught myself.

  Carrying a tray of tea I glided into the clearing but was stopped by the held up hand of Lo Fang. “You are being too graceful. She was not so skilled. Come to me but… be worse.”

  I stood there somewhat stunned by the request before purposely dragging my feet, scraping the ground while I overly tensed my arms to make the tray shake with every step of my feet. I could see the smug pleasure on Lo Fang’s face as I approached. “Great Master Lo Fang. How may I please you today?”

  “Come flower, serve me some tea and let me extoll upon you the virtue of the cloudy mountain sect.”

  I set the tray on the bench beside him and poured him a cup of tea. Offering it with two hands he began to talk about the power of his sect and how he had led it into a new age. I could feel his qi rolling around in his body as he entered into some sort of meditative state.

  I kept any thoughts of boredom from my face and listened intently before he took a deep breath and sighed, “If only I had some way to give you some of my strength flower. I would have protected you from Pangzi but you were such a new disciple it wouldn’t have been my pce. Let me show you something.”

  Much to my surprise he stood up and set things aside. He pulled out love sleeves without a tunic and put them on my arms. He pulled my body into his arms and I could feel his strength through his hands. His cock pressed hard against my ass as he moved me into a fighting stance. I could feel him grind his cock between my ass cheeks. Breathily he spoke to me, “The fighting style of the cloudy mountain sect is all about misdirection and hidden strikes. You must use your sleeves to hide yourself and your intentions.”

  Slowly and methodically he pressed himself against my back dry humping my backside while he put me through a few practice sets. I kept silent and slightly clumsy not knowing what to do before he paused. “Am I doing alright Master Lo Fang?”

  He pulled me to the bench and sat himself down. I could see his heartbeat through his cock throbbing in his robes. I knelt and gently stroked him through his robes. I could see the lust in his eyes as he groaned at the touch. “Something about teaching you makes me break through the years of solitude. The scent of my flower on you is intoxicating.”

  I opened his robes to see his veiny and hard cock pulsing and with a thick bead of precum on its tip. His balls churned with qi as I bent down and wrapped my lips around the burning hot rod of his cock. The salty fvor of his thickness made my eyes roll as I could feel his qi enter my meridians.

  It was flowing, quiet, and cast a shadow over my soul. Tentatively I activated a heavenly release technique. Before he had been hesitant to embrace such pleasures but I could feel that he was too far gone into his desire for release to care much. Eighth Tongue, Swirling Pleasures I rippled my tongue like a snake against the meat of his cock. Slithering it back and forth like a living thing possessed with the need to please him.

  Lo Fang groaned as a hand rested on the back of my head and set a pace of bobbing up and down on him. “Yes flower. Please your master.” His jing continued to trickle into my mouth and I suckled upon it like a butterfly to nectar. Pressing myself down I felt him press against the back of my throat and I wiggled back and forth rubbing his tip with my flesh as my tongue rippled. His qi retreated further into him, no longer filling his balls. I kept myself from chasing the qi to steal it as this man was too in tune with his body for me to get away with it.

  He began to grunt as his cock swelled in my mouth. He walked closer and closer to his release as I braced myself on his thighs. The cloudy gentle qi flowed through my meridians that I had been able to take. He pulled me off his cock slowly and put my hands upon his now slick shaft. I pumped him up and down with both my hands, twisting them in opposite directions sending shivers down his body.

  “Let me paint your face.” He stood up and I looked up his body working his shaft with both hands as his face contorted in pleasure.

  “Paint me master, mark me with your seed.” I felt my heart begin to race. His qi came back to his balls and filled his jing. It wouldn’t be much but drops of the fourth realm were like oceans to me.

  “I’m… I’m cumming!” He began to shoot rope after rope of cum over my face. I had to close my eyes as he coated my face. He grunted like a pig as he released. His qi y upon my face like the shadow of a cloud. I kept my stroking up until he had nothing left in him before gently sucking on his tip to cim the st drops of cum. He pulled his cock from my hands. Clearing his throat I kept my cum coated face turned towards him. “You showed too much skill but I will forgive you for this. Practice my techniques and I will test you when I return. If you are a good little girl I’ll give you something to think about.”

  As his presence left most of the qi in his jing had found its way back to the universe but I licked up what I could salvage and pulled it into my meridians. It was like breathing in a cloud of qi. Ephemeral and gentle. It moved and shifted with a mind of its own as I absorbed it. It was difficult to control inside my body as I let myself meditate and pull at it. I gently wiped the st of it off my face and grabbed a sip of tea. The smooth fvor complimented the taste of cock and cum quite well and I smiled to myself. Maybe the more and more he came I would climb closer to the fourth realm and vengeance.

  Popping a tea cake in my mouth I took the tray back to the kitchens with my usual grace. No longer purposely clumsy like Lo Fang demanded. Humming to myself with I let myself feel pleased at the whole encounter.