Chapter 12 – Learning about Cultivation

"So, uh, is there a risk of pregnancy? By the way, how come your parents still aren't here?"

Post-nut clarity made me think of some practical issues with what we just did. It was all fun and games when I was horny and all I could think of was making love to the woman I admired for so long, but now my brain welcomed me to the real world.

"There's no risk of pregnancy, cultivators at my level can control their bodies enough to prevent it. We cannot force pregnancy though, only prevent it or increase the chances for successful fertilization. I even control my menstrual cycle, so I only make my periods happen to get rid of excess Yin energy, and I usually end them within a day."

"That's… kinda cool."

You have to give credit where credit is due. It sounded very convenient. I wonder what stage she was that made all that possible, but I did not know if it was considered polite to ask about one's cultivation level. Besides, I was afraid to find out she was some kind of ultra-powerful figure. If she was such one, she'd definitely expect me to become one too, and not many people could become ultra-powerful figures by definition.

Oh well, I can enjoy a mortal's life cycle of a hundred years and kiss my life goodbye, it sounded quite fair, to be honest. Sure, extending my lifespan was tempting, but spending a normal lifespan with a perfect belle by my side and great health until my last day was not a bad deal.

"What about your parents?" I traced her exposed thigh with my finger as we talked. It was nothing sexual, we were just caressing each other, enjoying the warmness and closeness. Luckily, she could be sweet once she was satisfied. It'd be very tiresome if she always kept that kinky persona.

"The mortal ones or the immortal ones?" She asked, making my head spin a little. I didn't know how immortal reproduction worked, but I never imagined it to require four people to make it work.

She didn't seem to notice anything weird with her words and just snuggled deeper into my arms, letting her hair scatter all over the place. It would have been annoying if it wasn't so unbelievably soft.

"Umm, you have four parents?" I asked carefully to make sure I understood.

"Oh no. Well, yes, but no. I have two parents, Mom and Dad, who are both immortal experts. Then I ran from home together with my sisters, and my little sister manipulated the memories of a childless couple to make them think I am their adopted daughter. They are my mortal parents, but they aren't my real parents."

Okay, that made much more sense. Wait, no, it didn't. Why would she escape the immortal world, shouldn't it be beautiful, filled with heavenly dishes, abundant, and generally fun? People here are killing themselves to get to their version of the immortal world!

"Ahm, why did you run away?" There was a lot of information to process now that my brain worked again. I did not let her body heat distract me again, although I could feel some twitching down there every time I sniffed her scent. Ah, it was too addictive.

Nestled close, I could smell the soft fragrance of her perfume, a mix of lavender and something sweet, like fresh apples. It was comforting and familiar, the kind of smell that made you want to stay in that moment forever. It wasn't overpowering, just pleasantly there. Even the heavy scent of the messy stuff we left all over the place couldn't cancel it.

"Because it was boring. We had everything we asked for without even trying, our parents always kept us too safe, and everyone just licked our boots and begged to give us presents because of our identity. We wanted out, to experience new things."

I couldn't relate, but if it gifted me a sweet sexy angel like Nyssa straight to my arms, who am I to complain?

"Yes, that's understandable," it was such a blatant lie my voice cracked, but she seemed to be self-absorbed enough to think I understood. I guess too much good can be bad, although I can't see myself suffering from having everyone's admiration from the moment I was born.

"Anyway, I was referring to your mortal parents. Shouldn't they be here by now?"

"Oh, I sent them a text message that I'm safe and there's nothing to worry about. I'm here with my car anyway, so they know I can come home whenever."

A happy melody started playing, reminding me the karaoke machine was still on. It just kept on playing songs since the first one Merry chose. I guess she activated a playlist.

"Hmm."

I hummed in response and remained quiet, unsure what else to talk about. True, there was a lot to talk about, but I couldn't wrap my head around where to start.

Should I ask questions about her parents? About cultivation? About our relationship? Why did she become the spoiled daughter of rich parents if her goal was to run away from the spoiled life of a girl with rich parents?

"Right! I was so caught up in the moment that I didn't check your aptitude!" She yelped and jumped on her feet, breaking our embrace. She then noticed she was still naked and quickly put on her panties. I didn't mind. Something was exciting about hiding a little secret.

"Didn't you test it? I told you that I could feel the energy pulsing in that weird stone." I got up lazily, sending a hand to my boxers. I grimaced when I realized it didn't escape her squirt. I couldn't wear it.

"Ah, don't make that face," she pouted. With a snap of her fingers, the fluids turned into ice shards and fell on the carpet. This poor carpet took a lot of our fluids tonight.

"Thank you," I smiled but grimaced right again when the frozen fabric touched my private parts. My expression fought to return to normal with a clench of my jaws, and I hope it looked like I was smiling. Or at least neutral.

"In any case, that's just a sign you have a good aptitude for cultivation. The easiest way to see how good you are is to see how long you need to break through to the first stage of Qi Condensation. It was a Spirit Stone that could supply you with the necessary Qi to strengthen your body, but now you don't need it anymore."

"Why not?" The way she turned her face away with a hint of a cute blush picked up my curiosity.

"Umm, you have my energy inside you now…" she mumbled.

"It couldn't be… did I get it through having sex?!"

The exclaiming was called for. It was the best setting of fantasy! I could turn stronger by fucking the hottest woman alive!

"Yes. Be grateful, I went out of my way to supply you with energy by activating a special technique I learned in secret. Hmph!"

During the short time we spent together, I learned that Nyssa was shy about expressing her feelings. She truly cared for me, perhaps even loved me. I knew I loved her, so I obviously hoped the feeling was mutual. I appreciated her efforts to help me even if she tried to downplay it.

"Thank you, Nyssa," I hugged her, incentivized to do so as tight as possible by her exposed mounds. I raised one hand and stroked the silky hair, "I am grateful. I will work hard on my cultivation, you will always be mine, for all eternity."

"You- you are welcome," she turned all meek and cute as soon as I conveyed my feelings. Her body relaxed in my embrace and I felt her tender arms cling to me. We stayed like that for a moment before she took a deep breath and pushed me away gently.

"My Qi won't stay inside you forever, you must utilize it or it will be lost."

"We can always put some new Qi inside me, hehe," I chuckled, already liking the idea.

"Stop being horny! Concentrate. Sit in front of me and follow my instructions." She sat down on the carpet we violated, but I remained standing.

"Argh, you are helpless," she sighed. A baggy hoodie appeared out of thin air and hid all her treasures. Okay, now I could concentrate on the task at hand.

"Wait, how do you do that? I thought you produced that Spirit Stone thingy out of your pocket or something because of how small it was, but where did that hoodie come from?!"

It was a magic trick, a sick one!

"Ah, it's my ring. It has some space inside it for storage. No, you can't have one since I don't know how to make them," she showed me a simple-looking golden ring that adorned the middle finger of her right hand. "Sit down now, it's time to cultivate."

My lovely princess was a bit strict as a teacher, but I knew she just cared that much, and it gave me a warm feeling in my heart.

"Yes, Ma'am," I answered. I put on my jeans and shirt, albeit without buttoning the latter, and obeyed. Time to become a super-human!