Elizabeth was a bit lost, normally her master would have picked her up by now and whisked her away to their small temporary home but he had been suspiciously absent and she had never been to such a crowded place before and could not tell left from right. So she was left wandering listlessly through the busy streets as the massive mingling of mortals and cultivators went about the festivities.

"Excuse me."

She was stopped by a voice that called out specifically to her. Something she had noticed as she had ascended to the essence refining stage was that her senses had sharpened considerably.

She turned her head to meet a diminutive girl that still looked like she was in her early teens. She was wearing a very skimpy tank top that only covered her areolas and not much else which brought attention to her rather modest chest which even in such a constrained state barely created any cleavage. Her body was lithe with her lower garments being just as non-existent, it was a step above nudity but could not really even be called micro shorts. Her skin was supernaturally perfect and milky white, and her face had a jubilant youthful charm which combined with her emerald eyes and silver hair was a bit too perfect. She radiated a form of extreme taboo desire that Elizabeth found a bit disconcerting,

She had a lot of things she wanted to say to the girl but the foremost was to ask if she needed help finding her parents and give them a stern talking to about dressing up young teens in such a provocative way. However, the next rather smoky words coming out of her pretty mouth stopped her in her tracks.

"Before you say something disrespectful, just know that I am 34 years old and am an inner disciple of the essence condensation stage."

Elizabeth's full lips clamped down with a muted pop which made the apparently much senior inner disciple give out a small chuckle.

"Never fails to amuse..." She muttered quietly as she cleared her breath.

Elizabeth shocked psyche still had not caught up to current events but the elfin beauty continued her speech

"Hello, fellow cauldron, I am Siva, a lesser cauldron under master Hemin, it is nice to meet you."

She gave an elegant curtsy, which was very at odds with her lewd get-up and youthful looks. Elizabeth only fell further into confusion.

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"I am truly sorry for the lack of decorum, but my schedule for today is slightly hectic and I must be off post haste. As to why I have called you out, it has come to our attention that you are a new cauldron to perhaps a new master so you may not know the customs surrounding them in this sect. As such our master felt obligated to invite both you and your fellow master into our group. Here is your invitation, it contains all the necessary information."

She handed out a scroll that appeared out of nowhere, but more than likely, she just had a storage ring. Elizabeth robotically accepted the invitation as her mind finally caught up as her soft creamy hands touched the silken texture of the scroll. She shook her head to clear the cobwebs in her head, her long blonde hair moving about wildly yet it did not diminish her natural beauty. She focused back on the figure only to find the figure gone as if the exchange she just had was but a dream, only the piece of paper in her hand held the weight of reality.

"What just happened?..."

"Elizabeth! There you are. Why are you in the middle of the street?"

Like the ever-watchful deity that he was, he simply appeared in the middle of the street as Elizabeth could no longer make sense of what was happening.

"Master..."

Like a small infant who did not understand the world, she rushed to her master's embrace.

"Yes?"

Warm arms surrounded her entire body in that soothing warmth that promised stability. It told her that it was ok.

"Master!!!"

Her nerves shattered and she couldn't take it anymore

"Yes?!?!?"

The waterworks started pouring out like a fountain leaving her master quite confused.

"What has happened? No, wait. Let us get you relaxed first."

And just like that she was blinked into the relative safety of their rented hut.

Elizabeth had just about enough of the world, she needed her comforter, and she needed her pacifier. She needed her master's tasty dick

She immediately started pulling the clothes off her master, specifically his lower half. She was not even trying to get him naked, she just needed open access to her little happiness.

Her master catching on quickly simply made his pants disappear seeing as Elizabeth was already under his robes. With no preamble, the disciple simply started suckling on his manhood.

Almost immediately he felt the tension leave her shoulders as she slumped into him, her mouth still latched on.

Samuel did not know what was going on and made his own assumptions as he carefully lifted the suckling disciple onto the bed with her head on his, her mind and soul at a much happier place now. Lucia was right, she was very stressed, he needed to get his things in order and make his announcement. But that was something that could wait a couple of hours. Right now, his loveable disciple was using him to calm down, and he was the master. It was part of his job description to do whatever was necessary to make sure they were happy and realized their potential. If that meant spending a couple of hours meditating while he was used as a living pacifier, so be it.