Once Feng Ling was lying on the bed with her peerless naked body exposed, Su Yang also removed his clothes, revealing his majestic sword to her.
Feng Ling's eyes widened with shock after seeing Su Yang's lower sword. Although she had seen bigger, none could compare to how perfectly shaped it was.
'What a perfect atstick! It has just the right amount of thickness and is long enough to please most won out there, not to ntion its shape and how it curves when hard!' Feng Ling cried inwardly, silently admiring Su Yang's rod.
A mont later, Feng Ling snapped out of her daze, only to be appalled as she suddenly realized her lower lips were already soaked and twitching with anticipation.
Su Yang approached the bed and said, "Looks like we won't need any foreplay, seeing how wet you already are."
Feng Ling's face flushed with redness after being provoked in such a manner.
She sneered a mont later, "This must be your first ti doing a Dual Cultivation Exchange. There are customs you should follow, and the most important one is that you let the woman act first!"
Although it was not a rule, it was customary for the female to start the exchange.
"I am well aware of the customs, but you wanted to end this as soon as possible, right?" Su Yang said.
"T-that's…" Feng Ling beca slightly speechless. "A-although I am in a hurry, customs are customs!"
Su Yang shrugged, "Fine. If you say so, go ahead."
He walked to the edge of the bed and pointed his sword in her direction.
Feng Ling unconsciously licked her lips and approached his rod.
However, before tasting it with her mouth, she used her hands to play with it. Naturally, it wasn't just casual play, and a technique was being used to please him.
'Watch as I turn you into my obedient dog!' she smiled inwardly as she skillfully stroked his rod.
Although Feng Ling ranked in the top three overall within her sect, when it ca to hand techniques, she was undeniably number one. She had never encountered a man who could maintain a straight face while experiencing the full extent of her skills.
Yet, at this very mont, Su Yang's expression remained as ordinary as ever, perhaps even nonchalant. If there were spectators observing the scene, they might genuinely question whether Su Yang was even being pleasured at all.
'So you're good at pretending, huh? I'll break down your wall in monts!' Feng Ling refused to believe that she was unable to satisfy a re Inner Court disciple from the Boundless Yin Yang Sect with her godlike hand techniques.
However, in Su Yang's eyes, he was only being touched by soone with stolen techniques.
As a man, most of the techniques he left behind at the Boundless Yin Yang Sect were designed for male disciples. However, he wouldn't have earned the title of God of Pleasure if his expertise was limited to male techniques alone. He also left behind a significant number of techniques tailored for females, and at this very mont, Feng Ling was employing one of them.
'She's cultivated this hand technique to a pretty decent level. No wonder why she's top three in her sect.' Su Yang thought to himself.
Unfortunately, even if Feng Ling had fully mastered the hand technique, it wouldn't have been enough to satisfy Su Yang.
Many minutes later, Su Yang suddenly yawned out loud, "Are we ready to move on?"
'T-this bastard! The audacity to yawn in this situation!' Feng Ling stopped moving her hand and trembled in anger.
"Not yet!"
She said before opening her mouth and sticking the atstick inside her mouth.
Not willing to give up, Feng Ling used her mouth to please the rod while her hands massaged Su Yang's family jewels.
'Damn it! Why isn't he ejaculating?! Even the Core Disciples at my sect would've released their Yang Qi by now!' Feng Ling gritted her teeth in frustration.
Soti later, Su Yang yawned again, "Your techniques aren't bad, but if you put no emotion into it, you'll never utilize the techniques at their full potential."
Feng Ling frowned and said, "You speak as if you know our sect's technique!"
"Why wouldn't I?"
"Bullshit!"
"Then let prove it to you."
Su Yang held Feng Ling's shoulder and pushed her down, pinning her to the bed.
"I have seen enough of your techniques. Now it's ti you experience mine."
Without needing to look down, Su Yang poked Feng Ling's lower entrance with his stiff rod that was still soaked in her saliva.
Feng Ling's body trembled at the hot rod pressing against her cave.
After a mont of anticipation, Feng Ling released a loud moan as Su Yang's sword penetrated her cave, reaching the depths of her cave in one go.
Su Yang imdiately started moving his hips.
"T-that technique is—!"
Feng Ling recognized the technique Su Yang was using since it was a popular technique within the Mystic Delight Pavilion, but that raised many questions.
However, Feng Ling was in no condition to ponder about anything as she was quickly consud by an overwhelming wave of pleasure.
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Within re seconds of having Su Yang's rod inside her body, Feng Ling was already on the verge of climaxing.
She could no longer endure it after a few more seconds, and she began spraying Yin Qi uncontrollably.
anwhile, outside the formation, where two zeros were displayed, one of the numbers changed to a 'one,' indicating that soone had released their Qi.
The number quickly flickered from one to two, then three, and finally four within a matter of monts, surprising the spectators.
The two numbers were displayed in blue and red, with blue signifying Yin Qi and red representing Yang Qi.
"Look! The Mystic Delight Pavilion's disciple climaxed four tis in just a few monts after half an hour of nothing happening!" one of the spectators exclaid, their voice filled with surprise.
"Wait… Isn't that Disciple Xiao's room?"
"No way… So he's actually defeating his opponent?"
The spectators were in disbelief, especially those from the Mystic Delight Pavilion.
"T-there must be sothing wrong with the counter!" They refuted.
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