The air in the barn was thick, choking with the scent of dry straw and the sudden, sharp aroma of arousal.
Elara didn't hesitate. With a fluid, practiced motion that spoke of her martial training, she kicked off her boots. She didn't bother to remove the dress completely; she simply hiked it up to her waist, bunching the fabric around her hips.
She wasn't wearing anything underneath.
Sivun's breath hitched. Even in the dim light, he could see she was perfect. As a Level 3 Cultivator, her body had been refined by energy. Her legs were toned, the muscles defined but smooth like polished marble. Between her thighs, her pussy was a neat, inviting slit, already glistening with a faint sheen of moisture. It wasn't because she loved him—it was her body preparing for the intake of Yang energy, a biological reaction of a predator preparing to eat.
"Well?" Elara scoffed, leaning back against a sturdy wooden support beam. She spread her legs wide, planting her feet firmly in the straw. The view was obscene, a direct challenge. "Come here, farmer. Put that useless little cock inside me so I can squeeze the life out of you."
Sivun's heart hammered against his ribs like a trapped bird. The System interface was flashing red in his peripheral vision.
[COMBAT START]
[Enemy: Elara (Level 3) Sivun Status: Nervous. Yang Durability: 100/100 Time Limit: 2 Minutes (estimated).]
He stepped forward, his hands trembling slightly as he undid his trousers. When his cock sprang free, it was hard—painfully so. The fear of death had paradoxically sent his blood rushing to his groin. It wasn't huge, just average, but it was throbbing with a desperation that Elara found amusing.
"Cute," she sneered. "Hurry up. I have training to do later."
Sivun grit his teeth. He stepped between her legs. The heat coming off her body was intense, like standing next to a furnace. He placed his hands on her hips; they were firm, unyielding.
He pushed forward.
The tip of his cock brushed against her wet entrance, and a jolt of electricity shot up his spine. She was tight. Unbelievably tight.
"Ugh," Elara grunted as he shoved himself inside.
Sivun gasped, his head thrown back. The sensation was overwhelming. It felt like he was sliding into a velvet vice. Her pussy walls were hot and incredibly muscular. As soon as he was fully sheathed inside her, he felt them—her internal muscles—clamp down on his shaft with a crushing pressure.
[SYSTEM ALERT]
[Attack Received! Skill: [Jade Vice Grip] Effect: Intense friction. Sensitivity +200%. Durability: 90/100... 85/100...]
"Is that it?" Elara mocked, looking down at him. Her face was flushed, but her eyes were cold. She wrapped her legs around his waist, locking her ankles. "You're just... sitting there. Move, you worm."
Sivun tried. He began to thrust, pulling back and driving in. The wet, slapping sound of their bodies colliding echoed in the quiet barn. Slap. squelch. Slap.
"F-fuck," Sivun stammered. Every inch was torture. Every time he pulled out, the cool air hit his wet dick; every time he slammed back in, the heat and tightness of her pussy threatened to milk him instantly.
He was thirty seconds in, and he was already sweating profusely.
"Pathetic," Elara hissed in his ear. She began to move her hips, grinding against him in a counter-rhythm designed to destroy him. "You call this fucking? My father's dogs have more stamina."
[SYSTEM ALERT]
[Psychological Attack! Confidence: Decreased. Arousal: Critical. Durability: 50/100.]
"I'm... trying..." Sivun panted, his rhythm faltering.
"Don't try," she laughed, her fingernails digging into his back, drawing blood. "Just die."
She arched her back, and her internal muscles rippled. It wasn't just a squeeze; it was a rhythmic milking motion, a technique taught to female cultivators to extract Yang essence rapidly. It felt like a thousand tiny tongues massaging his cock all at once.
Sivun's eyes rolled back. His knees shook.
[Durability: 30/100] [Durability: 15/100]
"No," Sivun gasped. "Not yet."
"Yes," Elara whispered, sensing his weakness. She bit his earlobe. "Give it to me. Give me your life."
One minute and fifty seconds.
Sivun's hips were moving on their own now, short, desperate, jerky thrusts. He couldn't stop. The pleasure was a blinding white light behind his eyes. His balls tightened, rising up, preparing to unleash everything he had.
[SYSTEM ALERT]
CRITICAL FAILURE IMMINENT. Durability: 5/100. Ejaculation in: 3... 2...
"I win," Elara smirked, feeling his cock swell to its bursting point inside her.
Suddenly, the world turned grey.
Sivun felt it. The tether to his soul. It was slipping. A cold, spectral hand seemed to reach into his chest, gripping his heart. The sensation of death wasn't painful; it was a terrifying emptiness. He was cumming, and as he was cumming, he was dying. His vision blurred. He saw the darkness waiting for him.
I'm going to die fucking a village girl in a barn.
NO.
His hand, moving with the desperate speed of a drowning man, flew to his pocket. His fingers brushed the warm, humming surface of the pill.
He jammed the [Pill of the Iron Dragon] into his mouth and swallowed it dry, just as the first spasm of orgasm hit his prostate.
BOOM.
It wasn't a sound. It was a shockwave inside his body.
The pill dissolved instantly, turning into a torrent of liquid fire that roared down his throat and settled in his dantian (lower abdomen). The cold hand of death on his heart was incinerated.
The orgasm that was about to kill him? It vanished.
The sensitivity that was making him tremble? Gone.
Replaced by iron. Replaced by the unyielding, infinite power of a Dragon.
[SYSTEM ALERT]
[ITEM CONSUMED: PILL OF THE IRON DRAGON. EFFECT ACTIVATED. YANG ROOT STATUS: Invincible (∞) DURATION: 59 Minutes, 59 Seconds.]
Sivun stopped moving. He froze mid-thrust, buried deep inside her.
Elara frowned, confusion clouding her arrogant features. She had felt him spasm. She was ready to absorb his energy. But nothing came. Instead, the cock inside her... grew.
It didn't get longer, but it got harder. Harder than steel. Harder than diamond. It pulsed with a terrifying heat that made her gasp.
"What..." Elara whispered, her eyes widening. "What did you do?"
Sivun lifted his head. The fear was gone from his eyes. His pupils were dilated, glowing with a faint, golden rim. He let out a breath, and it sounded like the growl of a beast waking up.
"My turn," Sivun said.
[SYSTEM ALERT]
[COUNTER-ATTACK PHASE INITIATED. NEW SKILLS UNLOCKED (Temporary):]
[Jackhammer Thrust] (Speed +50%)
[Heaven-Shattering Ass Slap] (Crit Rate +100%)
[Internal Scraping] (Pleasure +80%)]
Sivun grabbed Elara by her waist. His grip was no longer weak; it was bruising. He lifted her effortlessly, slamming her back against the wooden beam with a force that knocked the wind out of her.
"You wanted to see what a farmer can do?" Sivun growled.
He pulled almost all the way out, until only the flared head of his cock was resting at her entrance, teasing her wet lips. Then, he slammed his hips forward.
THWACK.
"AH!" Elara screamed, her eyes bulging.
He didn't stop. He activated [Jackhammer Thrust].
He began to piston into her with a speed that shouldn't have been humanly possible. His hips were a blur. Thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack. The sound of his pelvis colliding with her ass cheeks was deafening in the small barn.
"Wait! Wait!" Elara cried out, her arrogance shattering. "Too deep! It's too deep! Stop!"
"You wanted my essence!" Sivun roared, grabbing her leg and hiking it up over his shoulder to open her even wider. "Take it! Take it all!"
He was tearing her apart. Not physically injuring her, but dismantling her cultivation defenses. Her [Jade Vice Grip] was useless against his infinite stamina. He pounded into her tight pussy relentlessly, the friction creating so much heat that sweat began to pour off both of them.
Elara's mind was reeling. This isn't possible. He's a mortal. Why isn't he cumming? Why is he so hard?
Pleasure, sharp and electric, began to override her discipline. Her toes curled. Her hands, which had been pushing against his chest, slipped, her nails scratching uselessly against his skin.
"Sivun... ahh! Sivun!" Her insults turned into moans.
[TARGET STATUS]
[Elara (Level 3) Arousal: 75% Mental Defense: CRACKING. Yin Resistance: High. She needs a heavy hit to break.]
Sivun saw the bar hovering over her head. She was close, but she was holding back. She was fighting the orgasm, refusing to lose to a peasant.
He needed a critical hit.
The System menu floated before him. One skill pulsed in gold.
[Skill Ready: Heaven-Shattering Ass Slap]
Sivun grinned. A dark, nasty grin.
He pulled out of her completely. Elara gasped at the sudden emptiness, her wet, red pussy twitching, yearning to be filled. She looked at him, dazed, drool escaping the corner of her mouth. "Why did you..."
Sivun spun her around. He grabbed her shoulder and forced her to bend over a bale of hay. Her dress was hiked up, exposing her round, pale ass. It was flushed pink from the impact of his hips, glistening with sweat.
"This is for the rent," Sivun snarled.
He raised his hand. His palm glowed with a faint, red aura.
He swung.
CRAAAAACK!
The sound was like a whip breaking the sound barrier. His hand connected with her right ass cheek with perfect, devastating precision.
"AAAAIIIIEEEE!" Elara shrieked, her back arching violently.
The impact sent a shockwave of stimulation straight through her nervous system. Her ass cheek turned bright crimson instantly, the handprint welting up. The pain was sharp, but the pleasure that followed it was a tidal wave. It forced her pussy to clench spasmodically.
[CRITICAL HIT!] [Defense Shattered!] [Arousal: 95%!]
"Don't stop!" she screamed, her voice breaking, all dignity gone. "Fuck me! Fuck me now!"
Sivun didn't need to be told twice. He grabbed her hips, his fingers digging into the soft flesh, and drove his cock into her from behind.
He entered her asshole first by mistake, slipping on the fluids coating her perineum, then corrected and buried himself in her pussy. But the sheer violence of it made her scream in ecstasy.
He used the [Internal Scraping] technique naturally now. He angled his cock upward, the head of his member dragging ruthlessly against her g-spot with every thrust.
"Oh god, oh god, oh god!" Elara smashed her face into the hay, her ass shaking with the force of his impact. "I'm... I'm breaking! Sivun!"
"Cum for me!" Sivun commanded, slapping her other ass cheek. Smack!
"YES!"
Elara's body went rigid. A high-pitched, keening wail tore from her throat. Her vaginal walls clamped down on his cock with the force of a hydraulic press, fluttering wildly. She convulsed, her thighs shaking uncontrollably as a massive wave of Yin energy released from her core.
She squirted. A clear, heavy stream of fluids soaked the hay beneath her, followed by wave after wave of spasms.
[TARGET DEFEATED] [Yin Essence Absorbed.]
Sivun felt a cool, refreshing energy rush from her body, travel up his cock, and settle into his core. It was delicious. It felt like drinking ice water on a hot day.
He kept pounding her through her orgasm, enjoying the way her pussy twitched around him, milking him. But thanks to the pill, he was nowhere near finished.
Elara collapsed onto the hay, her legs twitching, her eyes rolled back in her head. She was drooling, completely broken.
Sivun pulled out. His cock was still rock hard, glistening with her juices. He looked down at the Village Head's daughter, now a shivering mess in the dirt.
[BATTLE WON]
Results:
[Experience Gained: 150 EXP].
[Level Up! Level 0 → Level 1.]
Status: SOUL STABILIZED.
Loot:
[+5 Stat Points.]
[New Skill Book: The Inspect Libido].
[Elara Unlocked: She is now part of your [Collection].
[The red countdown timer in his vision stopped.]
[Time Remaining: 365 Days.]
Sivun zipped up his trousers, feeling the new strength coursing through his muscles. He wasn't just a farmer anymore.
He looked at the unconscious girl, then at the barn door.
"One down," he whispered. "Ninty-nine to go."