I AM A MAGE BUT WITH MILF SYSTEM

Yun Mei collapsed onto the sheets, her body trembling, soaked with sweat and cum. Her legs trembled uncontrollably, parted shamelessly around Julian’s still-throbbing cock.

But he didn’t let her rest.

His fingers dug into her hips as he pulled her back onto his cock, hard and forceful. Yun Mei whimpered, her body twitching with aftershocks, but he didn’t slow.

He was using her now—no teasing, no gentleness—just raw, animalistic need.

Her pussy was slick, clenching greedily around him with each thrust.

“Fuck,” he growled, voice low and ragged. “So tight—even after all that, you’re still milking me.”

The maids were silent now, mesmerized, watching Julian take what was his.

Yun Mei couldn’t speak anymore. Her mouth hung open, drool dripping onto the sheets, her body limp under the rhythm of his pounding.

She wasn’t resisting. She wasn’t thinking. Just feeling.

Then, with a final deep thrust, he buried himself completely and came.

A low scream escaped from his throat as he emptied himself into her, flooding her with thick, hot cum. Yun Mei cried out at the sensation—too much, too deep—but her body clenched again, another wave of pleasure coursing through her.

He stayed there, grinding his hips slowly as he emptied every last drop into her.

Finally, he exhaled, spent but satisfied. He pulled back just enough to watch his cum leak down her thighs, painting the sheets in a filthy mess.

He smirked.

“Perfect.”

//

Standing up from the bed, Julian calmly adjusted his robe, a faint smile playing on his face.

He returned to his chair by the edge of the Sapphire Lobby, settling down comfortably with one leg crossed over the other.

Below, the lights dimmed slightly, and a gentle bell echoed through the hall, signaling the start of the auction.

After half an hour,

Behind Julian, Yun Mei lay completely passed out, her body covered by a silk blanket. The maids were now back in their uniform, standing quietly at their original post.

The atmosphere inside the auction hall was electric with the mixture of both anticipation and excitement.

Julian’s gaze swept over the grand hall.

From here, every movement was visible.

His eyes locked onto the main platform just as a sly-looking man stepped forward.

He wore a deep crimson robe embroidered with golden phoenixes, and his movements were dramatic, drawing the attention of every eye in the room. His lips were curved into a wicked, almost playful grin, and he looked more like a scheming merchant than a serious cultivator.

“Warm welcome to everyone present here!” he said with a bow, his voice carrying through the hall.

“I am Fi Feng,” he continued, fluttering his sleeves, “and I’ll be your host and auctioneer for today’s grand Lunar Festival Auction!”

Murmurs spread across the room as some recognized the name — Fi Feng was infamous for his silver tongue and ruthless manipulations. Still, his auctions were always worth attending.

Fi Feng’s smile deepened at the growing attention.

“Now,” he said, raising one hand, and a servant brought forth a glowing talisman that glowed with qi.

“Let me explain the rules before we begin.”

The crowd hushed instantly.

“Firstly,” he said, his voice turning more formal,

“I will reveal the item and describe its special effect and background in detail.

Only after I finish the explanation will bidding be allowed.”

“Any attempts to bid early,” he added with a fake polite smile, “will result in your bid being ignored… and you being kicked out.”

The crowd nodded, some excited, others sharpening their focus.

Just as all eyes focused on the main stage, Fi Feng’s sharp gaze flicked upward — toward the highest level of the auction hall.

The Sapphire Lobby.

With a dramatic sweep of his arms, he bowed low in that direction.

“Before we begin,” he announced with a sly smile, “I would like to extend our deepest respect… We have someone of great importance seated among us today!”

Immediately, the crowd buzzed.

All heads turned upward, and a silhouette of a lone figure seated in a chair came into view.

Whispers erupted instantly:

“Is that… the Sect Leader herself?”

“Could it be one of the Grand Elders?”

“We can’t afford to offend whoever that is…”

“Shh! Don’t look too long!”

Everyone seated below lowered their heads slightly, unsure of who the mysterious guest was — but all instinctively feeling pressure not to draw attention.

In the Sapphire Lobby, Julian sat relaxed, a small smirk playing on his lips as he looked down at the hall below.

So that’s your move, Fi Feng…

This wasn’t respect.

This was politics.

By publicly declaring Julian’s presence — placing him above everyone else — Fi Feng had done two things:

First, he ensured no one would dare offend or challenge Julian openly.

Second, he cleverly discouraged competitors from bidding too aggressively on any item Julian showed interest in.

A passive way to curry favor… without handing anything directly.

Smart rat, Julian whispered in amusement.

He raised a hand slightly, acknowledging Fi Feng’s bow — just enough for the hall to see.

The whispers died down, but the mood had changed.

“Now…” Fi Feng said, his voice rising,

“Let’s get to the main event.”

With a snap of his fingers, two maids entered from the side curtains, drawing every eye in the hall.

They were both stunning — their dresses clung tightly to their curves, with low, revealing tops that exposed their cleavage seductively, and high slits revealing smooth, thick thighs.

They held a small tray in their hands, covered with a red fabric, and their presence lightened the mood instantly.

Fi Feng stepped between them.

“The first item of tonight’s auction!” he announced, grabbing a corner of the cloth and pulling it aside.

Under the cloth was a small, crystalline bottle, and inside it, a whitish fluid swirled and pulsed with energy.

“This,” Fi Feng declared, lifting the bottle slightly for all to see,

“is the Heavenly Potion of Qi!”

“This rare potion allows your dantian to expand beyond natural limits. Drink it… and your body will be able to store more Qi than others at your level — perfect for both combat and cultivation!”