Dual Cultivation: Gathering SSS-Rank Wives in the Cultivation World
Chapter 303 - The Reason for Showing Off
CHAPTER 303: CHAPTER 303 - THE REASON FOR SHOWING OFF
The scaled professor hissed, moving toward them.
The wood-being rose as well, bark creaking. "Release her this instant—!"
Tianlong’s free hand moved to his robes. He pulled the fabric aside, and his cock sprang free.
Nine inches of thick, veined shaft—already rock-hard and glistening with dried fluids from their previous encounters. The swollen head was dark red, a bead of pre-cum forming at the tip.
Every professor froze mid-step, eyes widening at the sight.
"You dare—!" The mana-professor’s form flickered with rage.
Tianlong looked at them all with cold crimson eyes.
"Kneel."
The single word carried such weight that the air itself seemed to compress.
WHOOOM—
A pressure wave of pure Qi exploded outward from his body. It wasn’t violent—there was no wind, no visible force—but the sheer magnitude of power crashed over every professor like a physical blow.
The golem-woman’s legs buckled first. Her massive frame hit the floor with a THUD that shook the chamber, stone knees cracking against tile.
"What—?!" She struggled to rise, muscles straining, but the pressure increased. Her arms gave out, and she collapsed fully onto her hands and knees, groaning with effort.
The scaled professor tried to resist, tail whipping behind her as she channeled her cultivation. But it was useless. Her legs folded beneath her, and she fell hard, gasping as the weight pressed down on her shoulders.
One by one, every professor in the chamber was forced to their knees.
The wood-being’s bark cracked as she fought against it, leaves falling from her shoulders. "This... this cultivation level... impossible..."
The mana-professor tried to disperse her form, to escape through gaps in reality itself. But Tianlong’s Qi locked the space around them, solidifying it. Her translucent body was pressed down, forced into a kneeling position against her will.
The three-eyed elf managed to stay upright longest—her third eye blazing with power as she channeled every ounce of her cultivation. But even she couldn’t resist. Her legs buckled, and she fell to her knees with a cry of frustration.
"Impossible... what realm is this...?" Her voice was barely a whisper.
All eleven professors knelt before him now, groaning and straining under the weight of his Qi. Some tried to rise and failed. Others had given up entirely, heads bowed in defeat.
Tianlong’s hand released Sylvea’s hair, moving instead to grip her hip. His other hand positioned his cock at her entrance, the swollen head pressing against her dripping pussy lips.
"I am not the type to show off my women... but."
SLAP—!
His palm cracked against her ass cheek, the impact loud enough to echo through the chamber. The pale flesh rippled, immediately turning red with the outline of his handprint.
"Ahh~!" Sylvea cried out, body jerking forward from the blow.
He looked down at her from his angle—at the curve of her arched back, the way her green hair cascaded down, the thick ass cheeks spread to reveal her gaping holes. His cock throbbed against her entrance, the heat of her pussy practically pulling him in.
"The concept that men are weaker than women doesn’t quite suit... does it?" His voice was mocking, almost amused.
He gripped her hip harder, fingers digging into the soft flesh. His other hand tangled in her hair again, pulling back to arch her spine even further.
She looked like a perfect fucktoy from this angle—ass up, back arched, hair held like a handle for him to control her completely.
"I kind of get this... maybe the men here cum too fast to even be considered worthy?"
PAH—!
He plunged in.
All nine inches drove into her pussy in one brutal thrust, splitting her open as his thickness forced through her already-abused passage. Her walls stretched impossibly around his girth, the textured inner flesh gripping every ridge and vein.
"AHHHHHH~!!"
Her scream tore through the chamber, raw and desperate. Her entire body convulsed as he hilted inside her, balls slapping against her clit with the force of the impact.
His cockhead rammed straight into her cervix, the swollen tip pressing against the tight entrance to her womb with enough force to make it dent inward.
"UNGH~!! TOO DEEP—! YOU’RE—YOU’RE BREAKING ME—!!" Her voice cracked, tongue lolling out as drool poured from her open mouth onto the table beneath her.
He didn’t give her time to adjust.
His hips pulled back immediately, dragging his entire length through her clenching walls before slamming forward again.
PLAP—!
"AHHH~!!"
PLAP—!
"NGHH~!!"
He started fucking her with brutal rhythm, each thrust driving his cock balls-deep into her pussy.
The wet sounds of their coupling filled the chamber—the schlick-schlick-schlick of his shaft plunging through her drenched hole, the slap of his hips against her ass, the gushing of fluids that sprayed out around his girth with every impact.
Her massive tits swung beneath her, nipples dragging against the table as milk leaked continuously from the abused buds.
Her pussy clenched desperately around him, trying to grip his thickness but failing—she was too stretched, too used, her walls molding perfectly to his shape.
"She called me her husband, and naturally it hurts to show her like this in front of everyone," Tianlong said calmly, his voice directed at the kneeling professors even as he continued pounding into Sylvea. "But... I kind of want to see someone in total despair and, for once, feel what absolute power looks like, so please—"
PAH!
"HNGHH~!?!"
"...Cooperate." He declared it already, setting his target for a small plot hunt like a villain.
PLAP— PLAP— PLAP—
"Ahh! Ahh! Please—! Not in front of them—!" She sobbed, tears streaming down her face as humiliation burned through her.
But her pussy told a different story. Her walls rippled and clenched with each thrust, gushing more fluid as her body betrayed how much it craved this brutal treatment.
His hand left her hip, moving to grip her other ass cheek. He spread them wide, exposing both holes completely—her pussy stretched obscenely around his pistoning cock, her asshole twitching and gaping slightly from being finger-fucked earlier.
"Just calm down, wife, and see the faces of those women. And for the men... they will be dead soon enough," he continued, thumb pressing against her asshole.
"Wh-what—HEIEEK~!" She tried to process his words, but it was all futile as she felt her own body too busy to even look at them.
"NO—! Not there too—!" She gasped, but it was too late.
His thumb pushed in, forcing past the tight ring of muscle to sink knuckle-deep into her ass. The dual penetration made her scream, back arching violently as both holes were filled simultaneously.
"UNGHH~!! TOO MUCH—! I CAN’T—!"
The professors could only watch in horrified shock as their Headmaster was fucked into oblivion right in front of them.
Some tried to look away but couldn’t—the pressure of Tianlong’s Qi forced their heads forward, made them witness every brutal thrust, every scream, every humiliating detail.
But only the women.
The men were dying without the women being able to notice it due to sheer pressure.
And it was natural when you have the ability to brute force anyone at a lower cultivation level than you.
His cock swelled inside her pussy, growing thicker as he approached his peak.
Her walls stretched even wider, burning with the impossible girth as he continued pounding without mercy, but to avoid tearing her delicate heat, he kept it at nine inches.
"Will you really be my wife?" he commanded, yanking her hair back hard enough to make her spine arch painfully. "I don’t know why, but this world is igniting something bad in me... so tell me properly, whose wife are you?"
"I’M—AHHHH~!—I’M YOUR WIFE—!" The words tore from her throat between screams. "TIANLONG’S WIFE—! ONLY HIS—!"
His cock throbbed violently, and with one final brutal thrust, he erupted.
Thick ropes of cum pumped directly against her cervix, flooding her womb as her pussy clamped down in a vice grip. Her orgasm hit simultaneously, body convulsing as she screamed until her voice went hoarse.
"AAANGHHHH~!!"
Cum overflowed immediately, the sheer volume too much for her abused hole to contain. It gushed out around his cock, running down her thighs to pool on the floor beneath them.
Her eyes rolled back completely, consciousness fading as the overwhelming pleasure short-circuited her brain.
Tianlong stayed buried inside, cock still pulsing weakly as the last spurts filled her completely.
Then he withdrew slowly, his shaft sliding free with an obscene wet sound.
Her pussy gaped wide, cum pouring out in thick streams. Her entire body went limp, collapsing fully onto the table as unconsciousness finally claimed her.
He looked down at the thoroughly fucked Headmaster, then at the kneeling professors who stared in absolute shock.
As Tianlong lifted his head from the scene, his gold-crimson eyes swept across the chamber with cold satisfaction.
The male professors were dead.
Their bodies lay crumpled on the floor—three men who had been part of the council, now nothing more than corpses with blood pooling beneath them. The sheer pressure of his Qi had been too much for their weaker cultivation levels. Their hearts had simply stopped, overwhelmed by power they couldn’t comprehend.
But the women...
The women were still kneeling, gasping for breath as his Qi pressure finally lifted slightly.
Their faces were flushed crimson—not just from exertion, but from arousal they were desperately trying to hide.
He could see it in their eyes.
The way their pupils dilated. How their breathing came in short, ragged gasps.
The subtle trembling in their bodies that had nothing to do with fear and everything to do with the primal display they’d just witnessed.
’Haah... I too have become shit like those MCs... hm?’ Looking at all the mess he had created over the past few days here in this ancient realm, he felt like those main characters who become scums after a few hundred Chapters, ruining the whole character development.
However, what could he even do?
These women were cursed to possess bodies that every teenager had at least fantasized about once in their life.