Reverend Ecstasy

Xinzi's body shroud didn't conceal the spirit stones piled up at his left and right. Over 10,000 stones meant nothing to a Supreme Clarity expert, to say nothing of a Noble Consort from the Solar Palace. But for a Foundation Building practionner to produce these many stones with a finger snap was nothing short of monstrous. If Xinzi devoted the entire day to spirit stone production, Xue Jingzhao believed that, at the very least, he could produce six times this amount before hitting his limit—maybe even more.

And since that limit would increase with each breakthrough, by the Golden Core stage, Xinzi's Inner Spiritual Cave alone could very well generate more money than Dao Revelation level clans.

The uncertainty added to the mystic, and though her cultivation base stood eight realms above the Xinzi-body, Jingzhao was willing to kiss its feet. Xinzi, who could read all of the Noble Consort's emotions and desires, smiled and shook his head.

There would always be a place on his cock for the beauties of the world. However, his Liberation Temple, Night Flower City and inner circle had no use for the Jingzhaos: walking Green Hat Factories.

Our monk found nothing wrong with a woman wanting to settle on an outstanding mate. But once you choose, devote yourself wholeheartedly.

Even in the Zhen-body, Xinzi was far from being the most powerful entity of the Four Realms. His potential knew no rival, but potential didn't always equal results. Compared to the Solar Dragon God, for example, he was nothing. Assuming that he took the harlot in, if Yanglong later appeared and offered her to join his harem, no matter what Xinzi did for her, she'd join Yanglong without delay.

Not all hussies were created equal. With some, our monk didn't doubt that he could possess them so completely that no amount of benefit would lure them away from him. But with the Jingzhaos, unless he enslaved their souls, superior benefit would always make their eyes sparkle. In that regard, Yuemi was a lot more appealing.

"You said you would make the world fair for you? How about I help you? Thanks to your position in the Solar Palace, you've went from the early stage to the peak of Supreme Clarity in less than 10,000 years. In fact, you've been stranded there for a while now. But your cultivation environment isn't enough. You only have one Immortal Seed, but need three to become a Human Immortal. I can help you fix that. I can take your entire cultivation and purify it so you can condense four seeds and breakthrough to the Earth Immortal Realm at one fell swoop. But in exchange, I want one thing from you," Xinzi said, and instantly, Xue Jingzhao's eyes sparkled.

"Four seeds?! Four seeds!" Jingzhao jumped to her feet, eyes stretched to the limit. The Immortal realms were both some of the simplest and most abusive realms in the cultivation world. So long as the practioner did everything right in the previous realms and condensed at least three Immortal Seeds, they could cross the Heavenly Tribulation to become a Human Immortal. Four seeds enabled them to directly challenge multiple tribulations and reach the Earth Immortal realm at one fell swoop. And with five, they had a chance to become Heavenly Immortals in one go.

By the time she reached Supreme Clarity, Jingzhao had only cultivated one Immortal Seed. So, unless Taiyang Yuan exhausted large reserves of Divine Power to condense Immortal Seeds for her, the peak of Supreme Clarity would be the end of her cultivation road. Xinzi's offer gave her the opportunity to break that cap. Her potential would still be limited, but at least she'd be able to meet the Hengye and Taiyang elders from an equal standpoint! How could she resist?

"What do you want?"

"Your cunt."

"Huh?"

"Your cunt. I need you to jump on my meat and drain it of all its spunk until your faithless cunt is creamed full of baby batter."

"I…heard the first time."

"Ok. Don't misunderstand. You wouldn't pass my consort selection program. In you I need a slave, not a wife—a slave I can use to produce a unique breed of offspring. I know that you used mystical arts to fake a broken Primal Yin so the world wouldn't laugh at you. This will add more benefits to my progeny," Xinzi said, and as if animated with a will of its own, his cock broke through his pants, standing tall and erect—with head waving at Jingzhao.

Information is a dreadful tool. In that department, Xinzi had to admit that no one could match his Divine Mother. Thanks to her, he knew more about the Taiyang clan than some of their core members, and at times, our monk couldn't help but wonder if, somewhere in Dongli, Yongye didn't have another proxy—one she used to observe him from the shadows.

At first, due to the changes he felt before leaving Dongli, he considered Zi Yao. But following his return to the Zhen-body, though he'd not used his third eye on her, he knew that Yuemi was the most likely culprit—just like he knew that Baxian was…

"Bastard! What are you taking me for?!" Xue Jingzhao interrupted Xinzi's thoughts. Ice Spirits couldn't match the superior divines, but they still ranked among the noblest races of the Four Realms! The Western Damnation Sea's Bing clan aside, Jingzhao was the only represent left of that race. How could she be reduced to a vulgar broodmother?

"A slut. Are you on board or not?"

'Even if you think so, how can you just say it?' Speechless before our monk's candor, Jingzhao stared slack-jawed, her eyes blinking in disbelief. Rage and indignation welled up in her chest. Never in her life had she suffered such humiliation. One week in the Evernight Palace was all it took for her to endure more humiliation than in her tens of thousands of years of cultivation combined!

Taiyang Yuan! It was all that bastard's fault! For a dead crown princess, he made her a joke consort, and now even sent her to the enemy house to receive no end of humiliation!

"Enough! I've had enough of this! I'm the last descendants of the Xue Emperors! A noble Ice Spirit! You don't have to like me, but you must respect me!"

"Ok. See yourself out."

"…"

A few moments later, Xue Jingzhao walked up the stairs, and with a venomous glare, hiked up her skirt, pressed Xinzi's seething cock against her cunt—before impaling her slutty hole on our monk's meat. It wouldn't be long before the harlot was pumping our monk's meat in her cum-drainer. Xinzi didn't bother to move or match the harlot's hips—letting her do all the work.

The Blissful Extinction Harvest kicked in, devouring both Jingzhao's Primal Yin and cultvation base and storing it all in Xinzi's seven-colored sea. There, his Five Elements Transmutative Technique got to work—robbing 70% of the impurities in Jingzhao's cultivation and turning them into energy sources.

Impurities built on chaotic energies. In others, they represented dangers that could stiffle the practionner's growth, but in Xinzi's hands, they became prime energy sources. Xinzi left enough impurities that Jingzhao couldn't condense over four Immortal Seeds. That way, he could make her come back for more.

"Ohh…ohh…ohhh!" By the time our monk gave Jingzhao her cultivation back, her throaty moans had filled the Consummation Palace. Her hands clenched on our monk's shoulders, her hips moving with the passion of a lustful demoness starved of meat-stick for far too long.

"Not good enough." Unimpressed, Xinzi decided to take matters into his own hands. His massive hands sank into Jingzhao's fleshy butt, lifting her up our monk's shaft before slamming her down to the base. That firm, fleshly butt of hers kissed Xinzi's balls, adding more slutty sounds to the breeding session.

"Oooh…oooooh!" Overwhelmed by wild tremors, Xue Jingzhao arched her head back, isntinctively reaching for Xinzi's neck. Her cunt clenched around our monk's meat, pressuring the milk out of it while her tongue hung at the left corner of her lips, and her eyes rolled back. With no mercy, Xinzi picked up the pace, pistoning Xue Jingzhao's insides like a ravenous demon driven only by the need to spread his corrupt seed.

24 hours of plowing, cum-pumping, and breeding followed. At the end of it all, Xue Jingzhao lay, dick-dazed, at the foot of Xinzi's throne, fully-dressed, but with cum trailing down her thighs to form a puddle on the ground. The skin-tight pink dress made her belly look slightly curved—courtesy of cum overflow.

"Oh, I forgot to mention that…my decoy shell's seed is somewhat special. You will be giving birth to a unique brand of mysterious beasts: genderless creatures of rank three or four, most likely. I'm not sure. We should probably keep you here until we figure that out. Congratulations on becoming the Mother of Monsters. With that said, I accept Taiyang Yuan's invitation to the Immortal Ascention Grand Prix," Xinzi said and clapped, sending the dazed Jingzhao to a secret room of Night Flower Ctiy.

'Master-Abbot, I have news…bad or okayish…depending on how you take it.' Using the Klesha Heart, Tusha, who alongside Xue Yuanshao and the Armored Lion King had built a lair in the Gorge of Thousand Venoms, contacted Xinzi.

'Oh? Go ahead.'

'First…a phenomenon I didn't foresee, either your Divineline, something else or a combination of factors, altered the properties of your Gu and seed. The results…have become unpredicatble.' Tusha stressed the last word, making Xinzi's face contort into a frown.

'Impressive, you created the thing, but can't predict what it will lead to?'

'This…isn't fair. The gu was meant for humans. It's not my fault that you hijacked my plans." Tusha wanted to cry, but couldn't find the tears.'

'Never mind. I can study the changes here. As long as you help the girls refine the seed, there shouldn't be any problem—right?'

'Yes, yes, but…this brings us to news number two. Hum, hum! Chun Xu went….rogue?'