I Just Wanted to Teach Cultivation, But Goddesses Keep Coming!

Chapter 320: Chapter 320 Just One More Inch for Absolute Enlightenment

Seeing Ning Xi’s unwavering dedication finally pierced through Lin Feng’s ironclad defenses.

For weeks she had pursued him relentlessly, enduring every trial, every cold rejection, and every test of her resolve.

Yet here she was, on her knees before him, eyes glistening with determination and lust, her delicate throat stretched wide around his massive, throbbing divine tool.

“Am I still a man if I reject a woman willing to choke and die on my baseball bat?” Lin Feng mused inwardly, a rare flicker of emotion cracking his usually stoic expression.

The sight of her beautiful, proud, and completely devoted stirred something deep within him.

Crack!

His resistance crumbled at last.

He placed a firm hand on the back of her head, not forcing her, but guiding her deeper.

“Five more minutes,” he growled softly, his voice low and commanding.

“Show me how badly you want this.”

Ning Xi’s eyes lit up with joy and challenge.

She pushed herself further, gagging audibly as the thick head of his dragon root breached deeper into her throat.

Tears welled in her eyes, saliva dripping messily down her chin and onto her heaving bosom, but she never once pulled away.

Her hands gripped his powerful thighs for support as she bobbed her head with fervent dedication, her tongue working tirelessly along the underside of his huge monster.

Lin Feng’s breathing grew heavier.

He let her suffer beautifully for those five long minutes and watched her struggle, listening to the wet, obscene sounds of her throat being claimed, feeling her tight muscles convulsing around him.

The pressure built unbearably in his core, his golden balls tightening as profound yang energy surged within him.

Finally, he could hold back no longer.

With a deep, guttural groan, Lin Feng exploded.

Pew…

Pew…

Pew…

Long, thick ropes of sticky, hot profound yang essence erupted directly into Ning Xi’s throat.

The first powerful jet shot straight down, forcing her to swallow desperately.

But Lin Feng’s release was overwhelming and far more than she anticipated.

Gallon after gallon of thick, creamy male essence poured into her like a never-ending fountain.

She gulped frantically, trying to drink every drop of his love juice and her throat working visibly as she struggled to keep up.

Yet it was too much. Even as she swallowed with all her might, excess seed began leaking from the corners of her mouth.

With a wet gasp, Ning Xi finally pulled back, coughing and sputtering.

But the shower did not stop.

Lin Feng’s cock continued to pulse and twitch violently in the open air, unleashing rope after rope of thick, pearly white essence.

It splattered across Ning Xi’s beautiful face in heavy strands then coating her forehead, her cheeks, her fluttering eyelashes, and her parted lips.

More landed on her neck and chest, dripping down over her skin and dress.

The sheer volume was astonishing and it looked as if someone had upended a bucket of warm, sticky milk all over her.

For almost two full minutes, the eruption continued without mercy.

Ning Xi remained on her knees, eyes half-lidded in bliss, mouth open to catch what she could, while her body was gradually painted white.

Her once-flawless skin was now glistening under layers of his essence.

Strands hung from her chin, dripped from her nipples, and pooled between her thighs.

Even her blonde hair was matted with it.

When the final weak spurts finally subsided, Ning Xi was utterly drenched and completely covered in male milk from head to toe.

She looked like a lewd masterpiece of devotion.

Yet despite her messy, yang soaked state, Ning Xi slowly lifted her gaze to meet Lin Feng’s.

Her eyes still burned with pride and unyielding daring.

A small, satisfied smile curved her lips as thick globs of his seed slid down her face.

She licked her lips slowly, savoring the taste.

Ning Xi slowly lifted her heavy, cum-drenched eyelids, her long lashes clumped together with thick strands of Lin Feng’s profound yang essence.

Her entire body glistened obscenely under the soft moonlight filtering into the room.

She might as well have been completely naked.

The elegant, form-fitting dress she had carefully chosen for this night, which was once a beautiful deep crimson silk that hugged her curves and accentuated her graceful figure was now utterly ruined.

Every inch of the delicate fabric was soaked through with Lin Feng’s thick, sticky profound yang essence.

The warm, creamy liquid had seeped into the material, turning the once-opaque silk almost transparent in all places.

Ning Xi’s face, neck, chest, and toned stomach completely painted in layer after layer of his sticky white seed.

Even her full bosom and hardened pink crowns were coated completely making them visible and obvious in Lin Feng’s eyes.

Her gaze drifted downward, locking onto Lin Feng’s towering little brother.

It had not softened even slightly.

The massive, veined dragon stood proudly erect, still throbbing with absolute power.

Thick beads of residual essence clung to the swollen head, and the heavy yang stem pulsed with undiminished vigor, as if the explosive release that had just drowned her had been nothing more than a light warm-up.

Shock and wild excitement flashed in Ning Xi’s eyes.

“My mother told me that men always grow soft for a time after releasing their yang essence… but Lin Feng is different! He’s truly a king who stands above all men! I have not made the wrong choice in pursuing him!” she marveled inwardly, her heart racing with awe and growing hunger.

The sheer stamina and virility on display made her untouched flower clench with fresh desire, despite the mess covering her.

Without thinking, she reached forward with trembling hands, eager to grasp his mighty dragon once more.

Her mother had spent an entire day imparting secret techniques and seductive arts and skills meant to drive any man wild.

Ning Xi was ready to employ every trick she had learned… the swirling tongue, the gentle suction, the teasing strokes with her soft palms, even the way to use her huge bosom to please him.