“Azreal, I know you want to help me. But what you're suggesting is beyond your understanding, exchanging energies such as Qi and Soul Essence. Each of these serve as the foundation of your potential and talent, and aside from a life and death situation, this exchange is reserved for only those you are most intimate with or in a master and disciple relationship ,” Xiara explains to Azreal, as they sit in her outer disciple dorm, inside the outer court of the Spirit Heaven Pavilion.

Xiara’s dorm is much smaller in size when in comparison to Azreal’s, each dorm in the outer court of the Heavenly Root Sect is nothing more than a room with a single futon on the wooden floor and another room with a small table and two chairs. When Azreal first entered the dorm, he felt a sense of shock in the difference between his dorm in the inner court and Xiara’s, the poorly made wooden dorm that had a dirt pathway leading to it made him feel a sense of gratitude towards his Master. Xiara led them to the small wooden table and they each took a seat facing each other.

“Xiara, when you say intimate, do you mean something like lovers or marriage?” Azreal asks, unsure of this world's definitions of initiate, and a small hint of excitement in his tone. “Y-yes, more than just casual lovers. The Diatian and Soul Sea are the beginning and end of your cultivation, to allow someone inside and access to your sources of power, is only reserved for those who commit their lives to each other,” Xiara’s words are sweet and almost a whisper, “However, as cultivators could live for thousands of years, this commitment is more than a commitment of love, it's a commitment to stand by each other no matter the enemy, to come to their aid should someone ever attempt to harm them or stand in their way. This is the type of offer you’re making,” Xiara said, a slight rosiness on her cheeks as she averts her gaze from Azreal’s crystal blue eyes.

“Xiara, I would do that for you, anytime and anywhere. You’ve shown me kindness, compassion and a willingness to risk everything just so we could continue to fight. You trusted me in the Lingxi Grove, and I will trust you now. Without your Qi and Soul Essence the Bloodvine Ent would have killed all of us, let me do this for you,” Azreal replies, his intensity taking Xiara by surprise causing her to blush.

“Azreal, you can’t just say things like that to a young lady, you’ll cause misunderstandings” Xiara shyly replies with a flush still on her cheeks.

For the first time in my life, my body is fit and healthy, every part of me works, more so than my wildest dreams. My mind is clear, and I can feel my physique beginning to activate, a strange warm sensation as if my very soul is urging me to take this beautiful young woman. we both owe each other our lives, according to this world we have already been bonded and my physique can only benefit both of us. Azreal feels a deep and powerful sensation stir deep within his body, a primal desire to conquer and the beautiful woman in front of him is his, in mind, body and soul.

Xiara, takes a sharp breath as she realises the look in his eyes, she feels her heart begin to beat faster, “Azreal…” her breathy voice goes quiet as she realises no more words are needed.

Azreal stands, as he moves to sit right beside her, notices her boundless, behind her fatigued state, Xiara is a striking young woman, her delicate features radiating both intelligence, innocence and warmth. Her hazel eyes sparkle with curiosity behind round glasses, accentuating her intelligent yet innocent aura. Soft waves of light brown hair, hints of auburn, frame her perfect face that is dusted with charming freckles.

Xiara's petite frame is subtly hidden behind the sky blue and white robes of an outer disciple. The elegant cut of the robes highlights her fit body and her small small perky chest and tight plump behind. Her features are beyond what one would expect of her lithe frame. Xiara's gentle smile is betrayed only by the look of desire burning in her eyes.

Azreal, now seated next to Xiara, leans in to whisper in her ear, as he gets closer he takes just a moment to appreciate her intoxicating scent, as he breathes in, Xiara moves closer and enters his embrace. As Azreal relishes in the moment, a familiar sound resounds in his mind.

Azreal pressing yes, whispers into Xiara’s ear, “Xiara, you are about to see something strange appear in your vision, do not be afraid, this is a part of my power, my physique. If you agree, we become bonded more so than even I am aware, similar to your family's power of creating a link. This will give both of us benefits, if you so wish to become mine?” his soft and warm voice causing Xiara to shiver and pull herself closer to him. She nods and quickly, Azreal see’s notifications begin to appear in his vision, reading the first few to ensure she is willing and wanting.

Azreal pushes the rest of the information aside, right now his focus is solely on the beautiful woman in his arms. “Xiara, create the link,” Azreal said, a sweet smile came across her face as she moves both hands to Azreal’s wrists, her thumb pressing into the middle part of the underside of his wrists. Closing her eyes, she mobilised her Qi while listening to his heartbeat, eventually getting her own beat in rhythm with his. With a short breath, she moves her Qi into his body, a momentary sense of concern flashes through Azreal’s mind, a foreign energy intertwining with his own, before the familiar sense of her existence and feelings floods his mind.

Azreal can feel Xiara’s burning desire, her hesitation and a bubbling excitement intertwining with his own. Both Azreal and Xiara take a few moments in each other's arms, relishing the sudden rush of feelings being emitted within their souls. Azreal breaks the tight embrace, and looks into Xiara's eyes and sees a desire that mirrored his own.

Azreal reaches out, his hand gently cupping Xiara's cheek. "Xiara, I know we haven't known each other for long, but the connection I feel with you, it's unlike anything I've ever experienced. You've shown me kindness, compassion, and a strength that I admire deeply."

Xiara leans into his touch, her eyes fluttering closed for a moment. "Azreal, I feel the same way. When I'm with you, it's like everything else fades away. I trust you, not just with my life, but with my heart."

His thumb brushes over her cheekbone, tracing the delicate constellation of freckles. "I want to be there for you, to support you in every way I can. Sharing my Qi and Soul Essence with you, it's not just about helping you recover. It's about deepening our bond, forging a connection that goes beyond the physical."

Xiara's hand comes up to cover his, her fingers intertwining with his own. "I want that too, Azreal. I want to be yours, in every sense of the word.”

Without a word, Azreal begins to undress Xiara. He slowly kisses her neck just below her ear, making his way down the nape of her neck as he unties her robe. Slowly using his hands to pull the robe apart and revealing her small and perky breasts, with pink nipples. Taking each breast into his hands, his excitement begins to boil over as he increases his strength, and teases her nipples with his thumbs. Xiara, her upper body now on display, lets out a soft moan in Azreal’s ear, as he continues to play with her chest, she throws her head back in pleasure.

This tale has been unlawfully obtained from Royal Road. If you discover it on Amazon, kindly report it.

Azreal, fired up by the moans and whimpers of Xiara, moves his hand downward and completely removes her robes. His eyes hyper focus as he takes in her fit and toned body. Azreal, taking a moment to kiss her smooth, toned thighs. Azreal, kissing his way from her thighs, to her neck, takes her in his arms and moves towards her bed. The pair lock eyes as Xiara leans her body against Azreal’s chiselled chest. She had never taken the time to admire the strength of his body, she traces her hand along his chest. As they reach her bed, Azreal places her down on the bed, leans her back, spreading her legs and revealing Xiara’s inviting pink pussy.

Azreal's hands glide over Xiara's smooth, heated skin, revelling in the way she shivers under his touch. The scent of her arousal mingles with the delicate fragrance of alchemical herbs that clings to her hair, creating an intoxicating blend that makes his head spin.

He lowers his mouth to her breast, his tongue swirling around the hardened peak. Xiara arches into him, a breathy moan escaping her lips. The sound sends a bolt of desire straight to his core, his already hard member throbbing with need.

Azreal trails kisses down her stomach, his lips brushing against the silky softness of her skin. He can feel the flutter of her muscles beneath his touch, the way her body responds to his every move.

Kissing his way down each of her thighs, he stops just before reaching her flower, giving her a teasing smile as he pulls back. Xiara, raises her head with an expectant look, her eyes screaming for him to carry on. With an even bigger mischievous grin, Azreal begins to lower his head, he could see her wetness glistening, inviting him to taste it and he couldn't resist. Azreal, never having the chance to experience anything like this before, is unskilled yet his effort more than makes up for it, he teased her clit with his tongue, eliciting a loud moan from Xiara. Azreal quickly found his rhythm and learnt from her reactions, becoming engrossed in giving her pleasure, Azreal is surprised when he feels her legs tighten and squeeze as she screams in pleasure. As she reaches her first orgasm, Azreal feels a strong surge of his Qi and Soul Essence flood into her. This is intoxicating, I want more of her, more of this feeling, Azreal’s thoughts become consumed with the idea of conquering the woman before him, to make her totally and undeniably his. There is no doubt that his physique is driving him forward.

Azreal, as eager to conquer Xiara as he is, still wants to ensure Xiara writhes in pleasure and thoroughly enjoys what they are doing, he continues before she cups his face with her small hands and raises his head. “It’s my turn Azreal,” Xiara said as she brought him up and met his lips with hers.

A series of agile movements from Xiara, as she strips Azreal of his robes, throwing them across the room and asking him to sit on the side of her bed as she kneels before him. Xiara, so full of confidence, hesitates as the size of Azreal’s dick is far bigger than she has ever imagined or seen in books. Her eyes going wide as she brings her face closer, “Are all them this big?” she asks in a whisper. “No, I don’t think so,” Azreal responds with a smile as he looks down on her beautiful freckled face and hazel eyes, “You don’t have to…” Azreal gives her an out. She shakes her head as she takes the tip of his member into her mouth, Azreal lets out an aggressive moan, the warm wetness of her mouth causing an involuntary moan to escape his lips.

Xiara, whose small and cute mouth barely handles Azreal swelling member, seemingly grows alongside the pleasure he feels. Another few moments pass, the only sounds that can be heard are Azreal’s moan and the sound of Xiara sucking on his member, “You need to stop before I cum, I don’t know if I can go twice,” Azreal said as he moves his hands and raises her face to look up at him, “I think it's time for the main course,” his whisper sends a shiver down her spine as excitement takes over.

Azreal moves Xiara onto the bed, spreading her legs, his body hovering over hers. He looked into her eyes, and he could see the passion and desire burning within her. Giving her a deep kiss, Azreal enters Xiara. The pleasure Azreal felt was overwhelming, she was tight and wet, there was only a moment of resistance before she welcomed him in. Azreal, feeling his entire length slide into Xiara, as she arches her back and the light sweat glistens against the afternoon sunlight. The view of her lightly moaning as he slowly begins to thrust his hips, the movements are awkward to begin with before Xiara moves her hips to match his. As they become more in sync with each other, they build in intensity.

As Azreal loses himself in the sensations of Xiara's body, he can feel his physique stirring, a primal urge rising from the depths of his being. It's a hunger, a need to claim her, to make her his in every way possible.

Is this what it means to conquer? he wonders, his hands tightening on her hips. To take what I want, to possess her so completely that she'll never want another?

A part of him recoils in fear and disgust at the thought, the idea of using Xiara for his own gain. But another part, the part that's inextricably linked to his physique, revels in the prospect. It whispers seductively in his mind, urging him to let go, to give in to his basest desires.

No, Azreal thinks, shaking his head. I won't let this control me. I care for Xiara, I want her to be my equal, my partner. Conquering her isn't about domination, it's about our souls joining as one.

Azreal could feel himself getting closer to the edge, but he didn't want to finish just yet. He wanted to prolong the pleasure, to savour every moment. He forcefully slowed down, teasing Xiara. She looked at him with a mixture of frustration and desire, “Please, don’t stop,” her words a plea for more, he couldn't help but smile. Azreal, accepting her sexy pleas, began to thrust again, harder and faster until they were soon fucking with intensity they’ve yet to explore. Xiara's moans grew louder as her pleasure began to build, he knew she was close. Increasing his pace once again, he can feel his own pleasure building alongside hers, as he continues to thrust with fast and deep motions, she begins to tighten around him.

Suddenly, Xiara, her body tensing as she lets out a loud moan. Azreal could feel her pussy further contracting around him, bringing him closer to the edge. Azreal, keeping his thrusts, hears her scream as another orgasm wracks her body, she wraps her legs and arms around him, “Cum for me,” Xiara’s breathless words a command that Azreal wants to follow. A single thrust was all it took for Azreal’s dam to burst, he held himself back for too long, a thunderous orgasm took over his body, he drove his cock deeper into her wet tight depths, releasing the largest orgasm of his life and coating her inside in his hot white cum.

Both Azreal and Xiara, heavily breathing, a final moan of pleasure as Azreal pulls his member from Xiara and collapses onto the bed next to her. Xiara, not wishing to break contact, moves quickly to rest her head on Azreal’s chest.

“Azreal… that was amazing,” said Xiara, as she looks up towards his face with a satisfied expression. “Yeah, that was beyond anything I thought this could be,” his reply weak as he catches his breath.

In the aftermath, they lie tangled together, their limbs intertwined and their heartbeats slowly returning to normal. Azreal trails his fingers up and down Xiara's spine, marvelling at the smoothness of her skin, the way she fits so perfectly against him.

"That was incredible," Xiara murmurs, her voice muffled against his chest. "I've never felt so close to anyone, so connected on every level."

Azreal presses a kiss to the top of her head, inhaling the scent of her hair. "Me neither. It's like our souls touched, like we became one in that moment."

She tilts her head up to look at him, her eyes soft and filled with an emotion he's almost afraid to name. "I want to feel like this forever, Azreal. I want to cultivate by your side, to face whatever challenges come our way, together."

Xiara and Azreal, take the next hour to enjoy each other's company, laying in bed together before deciding to wash themselves and getting dressed. Xiara, having successfully drawn surplus Qi and Soul Essence from Azreal’s swelling supply, relishes in the fading fatigue, unsure if she's ever felt this good. Azreal, donning his outer disciple robes, sits at the table in Xiara’s dorm waiting for her to join him. As he waits for her to return from washing herself, Azreal decides it's time to read the flood of notifications awaiting him.