Desire to Reach Nirvana

The Heveanly Realms, a realm made from seven separate realms stacked atop each other and each is riddled with danger and hidden secrets that cultivators would gladly throw their life away for.

But such is the life of a cultivator is it not? They who practice terrible arts and seek down their own path with reckless abandon and false wisdom. Practicing secrets and attaining enlightenment from them in their own way.

A Sword Emperor who has mastered the sword may find themselves at a loss understanding a fool who has transcended them in enlightenment and knowledge, but is it the masters fault for not understanding the secret truth? There is no truth, all the laws are merely split into seven parts akin to petals spread across this vast, desolate but awfully short universe.

But oh well.

"Junior sister!" And so my monologue is disrupted by the man underneath me, writhing and grunting in pleasers as I ride him and give him better care and love than his own lover.

Awful right? A disgrace? Maybe, but in this world where cultivators follow their own path nothing stops someone from cultivating through pleasures of the flesh. As our great ancestor, the first cultivator in history who rewrote the Old Law of Hevean and Earth to allow his own brothers and sisters to cultivate said:

'The path to enlightenment is harsh and cruel, only those willing to wage their entire life and meaning shall attain it'

Funnily enough countless ancient cultivators recite his words and quotes to see if there is any hints of enlightenment, and maybe there is some merit in it as a few cultivators have ascended the realms throigh nothing but our honored ancestors words and deeds.

"Come on senior brother, your almost there, don't give up so soon" I whisper into his ear and smile as he does his best to hold back the urge to flood me with his seed, thereby giving me yang energy to work with.

But alas I have been doing this for more than twenty years if I were to add up my old life, so some kid with barely any experience won't be able to match me in terms of skill. But I will give it to him, he certainly is trying his best and it's adorable how he struggles to last.

"Junior sister! Junior sister!! Junior sister!!!" Grinning I press down and squeeze him for all its worth, flooding my own womb with yang energy.

"You did well, senior brother Xie" I whisper into his ear, giving him a small peck on the lips before getting off of him and measuring the quantity of the yang energy inside me.

Good but not good enough…this will do for now I suppose

It truly was a disappointment that he's a one pump type of guy. Not the best but…hmm, he should work on his stamina or something at least.

"Junior sister…did…did I do good?" Seeing his eyes I honestly pity his lover. How she got with such an easy and unfaithful man only the stars would know, or the gods really.

Maybe it's a testament to my skill as a seductress? If so I am quite flattered to be able to charm a man enough to break his vow with his lover.

Not that it's the first time it happened

"Get dressed senior brother, I have to cultivate your seed" he sputters and quickly puts on his robe before giving me one final smile and leaving my room.

Sighing I close the doors to my room and plop down on my bed, uncaring from the smell of sex that I have long since gotten adjusted to. The absorbtion of yang energy is not that complicated that I have to sit down in a lotus position to cultivate it, I simply have to envelope it in yin energy to do so.

Not that it doesn't carry own risk of course as it's common knowledge that the mixing of yang and yin energy will grant life and give birth to a child. What I'm doing is something else entirely, instead of mixing for making a child or absorbing it through the process of dual cultivation, I'm simply overpowering and sucking it dry, draining it for all its worth until not even the seed is left.

How is it any different from dual cultivation? Dual cultivation is the process in which cultivators share their essence and give them to each other to cultivate with, a sharing and intimate act of sorts. The one I'm doing is simply more selfish as I take and take and don't give back.

Some may call it inefficient due to how much better the amplification of both yin and yang energy is, and they me right, but such things don't follow my path.

Lust, ever spreading lust. The flesh, essence and soul are mine. Their love and care is not needed for they are my own things to stake my lust on

"Mhmm~ Its coming quite nicely if I do say so myself" closing my eyes I drown myself in euphoria as the indifference coldness unique to yin energy is overwhelming by my lust. My lust burns and consumes, perverting the yin as if prying a prude, aloof woman open and showing her the doors to heaven.

That is my Dao in a sense, the path that I have known and have willingly chosen to drown myself in. I am one who will selfishly grant myself the highest pleasure and forgo everybody else.

Knock knock

Without even giving me time to ready myself the door to my room is forcefully open as a woman gives me an ugly glare.

Speak of the devil and she shall appear.