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Immortal Only Accepts Female Disciples

A young man finally managed to become an immortal, a powerful cultivator able to lord over millions of souls. He took advantage of his tremendous luck and fortune to become the youngest immortal in history. He now wants to create his own sect and enjoy life, one filled with female disciples! © 2020 Kirbyisgreen, All Rights Reserved. Join my discord for updates and to discuss the novel: https://discord.gg/dY5UApw Support the novel on patreon and get early access to chapters: https://www.patreon.com/kigreenwriting

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Fighting Mindset

It was the next day and the sun was already high in the sky. The convoy had covered over fifty kilometers and the pack animals were exhausted. They picked a valley with ample shade and settled down to rest. There was limited water but at least there was plenty of food to keep everyone fed and satisfied.

Just like they always did, the disciples of the Sapphire Mystic Empire went out to take measurements of the air and of void energy. They were accompanied by some of the Liu Clan as bodyguards. The Bei Clan was not involved in this and instead rested by themselves

"Look at those arrogant Liu Clan bastards. Is it so good kissing the ass of the city lord?" Bei Yujing muttered as she took sips from a jar of wine.

"Sister, they are just doing what they have to survive." Fourth aunt Bei Jixiang said in a calm voice.

"Whatever, they don't even behave like humans. They just act like dogs. Just barking all day and wagging their tails at their owners." Bei Yujing took another swig and smacked her lips.

Tenth aunt Bei Yifang handed her another jar full of wine, "Sister, why did we have to take part in this project? All the benefits will go to that city lord and those women from the south. Even if we are allowed to stay in Drifting Sand City, our lives still won't be as good as in Dragon Flower Province."

Bei Yujing shook her head, "Dragon Flower Province belongs to the first three disciples. We can stay there, sure. But it will be difficult for our Bei Clan to take root and for our family to flourish. The sect master is ambitious and willing to spread his influence widely across the land. I think our interests are aligned. The lord is interested in this place and so are we."

Bei Yifang sighed, "If only those witches from the south weren't involved. Then we could have asked the lord to simply take over the city."

"That wouldn't have been good either." Bei Yujing said, "Whenever that happens, he likes to bring in the second disciple's people and rely on her. The Zhou Clan treats us fairly but having them here would also stunt our growth. No, what I want is for the Bei Clan to slowly develop and reestablish our foundation. With the support of the lord, we will be able to have a base of power with the city and be independent of the other disciples."

"First Aunt is wise!"

"Cheers!"

"Cheers!"

In a separate tent, Chen Wentian and Bei Yingluo could overhear the conversation nearby. The two looked at each other and shared a smile.

"Your aunt can be loud and brash but she is quite insightful." He commented.

"She is. She constantly thinks about the clan. Even more than me." She replied. "With her around, I can focus more on my cultivation. I think I am mostly recovered. I will be able to fight again after a good sleep."

To emphasize this, she waved her arms around and punched the air a few times.

"Good, good. Exerting yourself to the point of exhaustion wasn't able to trigger the power so you don't have to work yourself to death. I think it is better to focus on your mentality during battle."

"Mentality?" She asked, not understanding.

She sat down next to him and he tapped her forehead, "What I mean is to be mindful of your thoughts during a fight. Not regarding how you are going to use your moves and counter the opponent's. More about what you are feeling, why are fighting, and why you want to defeat the opponent."

"That sounds a bit too philosophical…"

"It is but since your power doesn't seem to have physical triggers, then maybe the trigger is mental. Great fear, great anger, and all kinds of intense emotions have a long history of affecting a person's spiritual energy and their Dao. For example, there are many immortals recorded by the Immortal Association that had Daos related to the emotion of rage. The angrier they got, the stronger they were. Some of them could even fight opponents several levels higher than themselves."

"I see." Bei Yingluo pondered the matter for a little while and nodded, "Master's words are wise. I will try to focus on my mentality."

"Good disciple. Now…" He grinned slyly and pulled her closer, "How will you reward master for diligently protecting you and caring for you this past day?"

She blushed and fluttered her eyelids at him, "My lord… what would like?"

Her demeanor shifted as she ran a slender hand across his chest, "I can do anything that you desire."

He traces a finger along her chin and then lightly kissed her lips, "Anything?"

"My lord, your servant will serve you until you are fully satisfied."

As she said these alluring words, she started undoing her clothes. Her thin robes quickly fell down her shoulders, revealing pale white skin with a few faint scars from past battles. He kissed them lightly as she continued to undress. He didn't think they were unattractive. He was a practical person and she was a practical woman.

He got rid of a few layers of his own clothes just in time to catch her baring her breasts. Unable to hold himself back, he reached up and tweaked her nipples. She giggled and slapped his naked chest lightly. Her fingers were soft and it felt nice.

Very soon, they were both naked and rolled around on the bed a few times. They shared heated kisses even as their hands roamed all over. She grabbed onto his hard-on to give him a few eager tugs. He palmed her firm ass, unable to get enough of the feeling of them in his fingers.

"My lord… what would you like?" She asked again.

She looked up at him with watery eyes. He felt her unspoken emotion, unwavering trust, and loyalty. It made his heart buzz with excitement.

Whenever he was with Jasmine or Long Yifei, they were so mind-numbingly beautiful that it was slightly intimidating. Although he was their master, he instinctively wanted to please them and put their desires above his own.

But with Bei Yingluo, it was flipped. He was the lord and she was his obedient servant. She wanted to please him and take care of his needs.

So, he didn't hold back. "Yingluo, lie down. I want to use your mouth."

"Yes, my lord." She didn't hesitate and did as he asked.

She laid on her back and looked up at him expectantly. He grinned as he climbed on top of her in an inverted position. His cock dangled above her face while he was facing her secret garden.

"Open wide."

"Yes…"

Her mouth opened and lowered himself into it. It was warm and instantly wet. Her tongue met his sensitive cock head and gave it a hearty caress.

He hissed. It felt so good!

He let her worship him while he spread her legs apart. The sweet smell of arousal hit him and made him even harder. She was clean-shaven and he could see everything, glistening with desire.

He leaned down and kissed her pussy lips.

"Oh!" She rewarded him with a sensual gasp.

He chucked, "Did you like that?"

"Mmmhm." She couldn't answer properly because her mouth was filled with his cock.

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