Dual Cultivation: Gathering SSS-Rank Wives in the Cultivation World-Chapter 426- Morning Ritual

Morning light filtered through the small wooden window of Mira’s house, casting golden rays across the bedroom.

The bed was a battlefield of flesh.

Tianlong lay in the center, his muscular body relaxed, arms spread wide. Each muscle group was perfectly defined—his chest rising and falling with slow breaths, his abs carved like stone, his thick thighs framing the softness surrounding him.

Around him, draped across him, were his wives.

All completely naked. All utterly exhausted.

Akane—the fox-woman—was sprawled half on top of him, her massive breasts pressed against his side, her silver hair spilled across his chest like a waterfall.

Both her pussy and ass were visibly gaped, still leaking dried cum from the night’s activities.

Her nine crimson tails were tangled with Yuna’s in an unconscious embrace. Her face was peaceful in sleep, but her lips were swollen from hours of kissing and other activities.

Sylvea—the green-haired elf—was curled at the foot of the bed, her slender pale body looking almost fragile compared to the others. Her ass was still slightly swollen, red marks visible on her small breasts where he’d bitten her nipples during their lovemaking. Dried cum crusted on her inner thighs.

Yu Xiang—the butterfly queen—lay partially on top of Yuna, her black hair mixing with silver. Her body bore the marks of rough handling—handprints on her hips, bite marks on her neck.

They were all breathing heavily despite being unconscious. Cultivators didn’t technically need sleep, but after being pounded into oblivion for hours, even their enhanced bodies required rest.

The morning rays grew stronger, warmer, touching their naked forms.

One by one, they began to stir.

But before any of them fully woke, something else stirred.

Tianlong’s cock.

Morning wood.

It rose slowly, like a monument being erected. Nine inches of thick meat, hardening despite having fucked these four women repeatedly throughout the night.

The shaft was still coated in dried fluids—cum, saliva, pussy juice, anal fluids—creating a crusty layer that somehow made it look even more obscene.

As it reached full hardness, jutting upward proudly, the movement disturbed Yuna.

Her fox ears twitched. Her nose wrinkled, catching his scent—that masculine musk mixed with sex.

Her silver eyes opened slowly, hazy and unfocused.

Then they locked onto his cock.

Standing there. Waiting. Demanding attention even after everything.

"Mmm..." Yuna made a soft sound in her throat.

Despite her exhaustion—despite her pussy and ass still aching from being used all night—her body responded automatically.

She moved.

Slowly, like a zombie rising from the dead, she crawled from his side down toward his cock. Her movements were sluggish, mechanical, driven by pure instinct and conditioning.

Her massive breasts dragged across his body as she moved, leaving trails of warmth.

The movement woke the others.

Akane’s eyes snapped open, her nine tails immediately perking up. She saw Yuna crawling toward their husband’s cock and immediately joined.

Sylvea stirred at the foot of the bed, her emerald eyes opening. She saw the scene unfolding and smiled softly, crawling forward with more grace despite her exhaustion.

Yu Xiang’s violet eyes fluttered open last. She took one look at the others moving and sighed, but joined anyway, her wings folding against her back as she crawled.

They surrounded his cock like worshippers approaching a shrine.

Yuna reached it first. Her small hand wrapped around the base—her fingers couldn’t fully encircle it—and she leaned forward.

LICK.

Her tongue—long and flexible like all fox-kin—dragged up the length of his shaft, tasting the dried fluids coating it.

"Mmm... Master’s cock..." she mumbled, still half-asleep. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

Akane positioned herself on the opposite side and mirrored the action.

LICK.

Her tongue cleaned the other side, her nine tails swishing slowly behind her in contentment.

Sylvea moved to his balls—heavy, swollen with cum despite having released multiple loads through the night. She lifted one with both hands and placed her mouth on it.

SUCK.

Gentle nursing, her elven features peaceful as she worshipped.

Yu Xiang took the head of his cock into her mouth.

SLURP.

Her lips wrapped around the swollen tip, her tongue swirling around the sensitive glans.

Tianlong lay there, staring at the wooden ceiling, his arms still spread wide, completely relaxed.

He was letting them work. Letting his women eat his cock, service him, please him.

This was routine now. Morning worship of the cock that owned them.

Lick-lick-suck-slurp.

The wet sounds filled the small room, mixing with their soft moans and breathing.

Yuna’s hands massaged his shaft while her tongue worked the side. Akane mirrored her movements perfectly. Sylvea alternated between sucking his balls and licking the base. Yu Xiang bobbed her head slowly, taking more of his length into her mouth.

Gluck... gluck... gluck...

She gagged slightly as he hit the back of her throat, but didn’t pull away.

"If we’re talking about the Merchant Queen," Tianlong said suddenly, his voice casual despite having four women servicing his cock, "she’s probably hosting that auction right now, correct?"

His question hung in the air for a moment.

Yu Xiang pulled off his cock with a wet *pop*, strings of saliva connecting her lips to his tip.

"Indeed," she answered, her voice slightly hoarse. "The monthly auction. It happens on the first day of each month. Today."

She immediately went back to sucking, taking him deeper.

Gluck-gluck-gluck.

"Mmm, Master tastes so good..." Yuna mumbled, her tongue licking his shaft like an ice cream cone. "Even after cumming so many times..."

Akane’s hands had moved to his balls, gently massaging them while Sylvea moved up to join the others licking his shaft.

Four tongues. One cock. All working in harmony.

Lick-lick-lick-suck-slurp.

Tianlong continued staring at the ceiling, his expression thoughtful.

"Unlike what I expected," he said, "there aren’t many strong people in this zone. It’s going to be too easy."

He paused, feeling Yu Xiang take him deeper into her throat.

"Strangely too easy."

Yu Xiang pulled off again, gasping for air. "No," she said between breaths, "everything seems good enough. I don’t sense any dangers here."

"Mmm, Master shouldn’t worry," Yuna added, kissing the side of his shaft. "We’ll protect you if anything happens."

Akane made a soft sound of agreement, her mouth too busy sucking his balls to form words.

Tianlong nodded slowly, processing this information while four beautiful women worshipped his cock.

Then he sat up.

The sudden movement made all four women pull back slightly, their mouths leaving his cock reluctantly.

POP-POP-POP-POP.

They looked up at him with glazed eyes, their faces flushed, lips swollen and glistening with saliva, strings of drool connecting their mouths to his shaft.

All four of them made the same expression:

Pouting.

Their lips pushed out adorably, their eyes widening with disappointment at having their morning meal taken away.

"Don’t make those faces," Tianlong chuckled, looking at his four pouting wives.

He stood from the bed, his nine-inch cock jutting out proudly, glistening with their combined saliva.

His hand wrapped around his shaft and he began stroking.

STROKE-STROKE-STROKE.

The four women remained on the bed, kneeling, watching with hungry eyes as he masturbated in front of them.

Their bodies unconsciously leaned forward, mouths opening slightly, tongues visible.

Like baby birds waiting to be fed.

"Is this enough?" Tianlong asked with a smirk.

SPLURT! SPLURT! SPLURT! SPLURT! SPLURT!

Thick ropes of cum erupted from his cock like a geyser. The volume was insane—his cultivation gave him seemingly endless reserves.

It sprayed across all four of them.

White cum splattered across Yuna’s massive breasts, coating her nipples, dripping down her cleavage.

Akane’s face was painted white, cum dripping from her nose, her chin, her cheeks.

Sylvea’s slender body was decorated with streaks of white across her small breasts and flat stomach.

Yu Xiang’s black hair was coated, white cum contrasting beautifully with the purple strands.

SPLURT! SPLURT! SPLURT!

He kept cumming, coating them thoroughly, marking them as his.

When he finally finished, all four women were covered in his seed, looking like they’d been in a bukkake scene.

They sat there for a moment, stunned, dripping with cum.

Then, simultaneously, they all smiled.

And giggled.

"Master is so generous," Yuna purred, scooping cum from her breasts and licking it off her fingers.

"Delicious," Akane agreed, doing the same.

They all moved as one, standing from the bed and rushing toward him.

THUD.

Four soft bodies crashed into his hard frame, wrapping their arms around him from all sides.

Yuna’s massive breasts pressed against his chest, cum smearing between them.

Akane hugged him from behind, her own substantial breasts squishing against his back.

Sylvea wrapped her slender arms around his waist from the side, her cum-covered face pressing into his ribs.

Yu Xiang did the same from the other side, her wings fluttering slightly with happiness.

It was like being swallowed by softness—four sets of breasts, eight arms, endless smooth skin all pressing against him.

His muscular form seemed to sink slightly into all that feminine flesh.

"We love you," they said in unison, their voices mixing together.

Tianlong wrapped his arms around as many of them as he could reach, a genuine smile crossing his face.

"I know," he said simply.

They stood there for a long moment, just embracing, cum drying on their bodies, the morning sun painting them in golden light.

Then Tianlong pulled back slightly.

"Now," he said, his voice taking on a more commanding tone, "wear your clothes. We’re heading out today."

He turned and walked toward the door.

As he moved, reality rippled around him.

SHIMMER.

Clothes materialized on his body—black pants, a crimson shirt that fit his muscular frame perfectly, boots that looked both elegant and practical.

Behind him, the same happened to his wives.

SHIMMER-SHIMMER-SHIMMER-SHIMMER.