Purity is the only way to break through bottlenecks and reach new realms.
However, breaking through to a higher realm is even more difficult, and countless people are stuck at the peak and unable to make any further progress.
As for the Divine Soul, it is even more mysterious. It depends not only on the innate sensitivity and strength of the cultivator's Divine Soul, but is also closely related to the postnatal cultivation secrets of the Divine Soul. It's no exaggeration to say that even if your innate spiritual sense is stronger than ordinary people, without a sufficiently powerful Divine Soul secret to match it, the end result will only be mediocrity. Conversely, a waste, no matter how advanced a Divine Soul secret they cultivate, will have no effect, like playing a lute to a cow. In summary, the two complement each other and are indispensable.
The journey of cultivation is filled with countless challenges, the most basic and crucial step is whether one has the talent for cultivation. Only those with an extraordinary constitution and naturally excellent roots and bones have the qualifications to glimpse the threshold of cultivation.
On the Mysterious Continent, Spiritual Intelligence is the basis for judging whether a person is suitable for cultivation. It is graded from low to high, ranging from one to nine levels. Some with excellent talents possess nine-level Spiritual Intelligence, born at the pinnacle, with their near-demonic cultivation talents highly sought after by top sects. These sects spare no effort in lavishing all kinds of rare treasures of heaven and earth on them, nurturing them to become the top dominators on the continent.
However, such demonic talents are rare, seen only once in a millennium. Generally, it is already rare to see someone with a mid-level Spiritual Intelligence of around five to six levels. Wang Laowu's son, Wang Ye, was initially found to have a six-level medium Spiritual Intelligence and was thus taken as a disciple by a master from the Heavenly Master Mansion.
People born with Spiritual Intelligence are very few. Ordinary people make up 70% of the population of the Mysterious Continent, working in industries such as labour, agriculture, and commerce, bustling about for their livelihood. The cultivators, who make up only 30%, can enjoy 70% of the resources of the Mysterious Continent, leading a leisurely and enjoyable life without worrying about their livelihood. This is why ordinary people like Wang Laowu admire and worship cultivators when they see them.
'Sigh, it seems I can only spend my life guarding this patch of field.'
Sighing deeply, Wang Laowu forcefully shook his head to drive away those unrealistic thoughts from his mind.
As he watched the sky grow darker and the sunset lower, the last rays of the setting sun fell on the earth, releasing a faint fragrance. The sparse air was dyed with a gentle warmth, and this vast field seemed to be adorned with a thin layer of golden attire, shining with a dim golden light under the sunset. The evening breeze swept through the fields, bringing a refreshing feeling to the heart and mind.
The group of people who had worked with Wang Laowu had long set off on their way back home. They were greeted by delicious food and warm, tender wives.
But what about Wang Laowu? Just the thought of going home to face the cold wall alone, without the aroma of food or the warmth of the stove, filled him with frustration.
However, it was already late in the day, and even if he didn't want to, he could only slowly make his way home.
Soon, the last traces of the sun's afterglow disappeared from the sky, and darkness enveloped the land. Only the scattered lights from a few households in the distance barely illuminated the path through the fields.
Walking alone, Wang Laowu felt a sense of melancholy. His drooping triangular eyes and sagging eye skin, covered with wrinkles marked by the passage of time, along with a small but shining mole, made him look particularly unseemly.
He kicked the stone on the ground fiercely and spat heavily on the ground. At that moment, there was a rustling sound coming from the nearby bushes, which seemed particularly terrifying in the dark night. Wang Laowu was startled, his feet froze, his body's hair stood on end, and his nerves tightened as he stood motionless in place.
Suddenly, he remembered the rumours that had recently circulated in town: several extraordinary wild beasts had appeared out of nowhere on the nearby barren hills and often appeared around the town in the dead of night, targeting ordinary people like him. There were already more than ten people missing, most likely brutally murdered.
The nearby towns are in fear because of this, and the experts sent by the City Lord's Mansion have all returned in defeat. Not only did they fail to resolve the beast problem, but they also lost several cultivators consecutively. They not only failed in their mission but also suffered significant losses.
According to the words of the fortunate immortal cultivators who managed to escape, the beasts that attacked the townspeople were just ordinary wild animals and not worth fearing. What was truly terrifying was that these beasts seemed to be secretly manipulated. Their attacks were organized, and the hidden beasts launched simultaneous attacks and retreated at the same time. Moreover, their movements were swift, accurate, and fierce, instantly killing their targets without any hesitation.
Ordinary wild animals have low intelligence and their activities are limited. They rarely attack humans unless absolutely necessary. The current situation made people suspect that there was a mastermind behind all this, and some even directly claimed that it was the work of the demonic beasts!
The discussions quickly caused a stir. The concept of demonic beasts was worlds apart from ordinary wild animals. They not only possessed intelligence comparable to humans, but also extraordinary strength. Their physical strength was extremely powerful, making them on par with cultivators of the same level. Demonic beasts that had reached a high level of cultivation could even transform into humans and hide among them, making it difficult to distinguish their true identities. Their strength was even more unfathomable, and they could easily destroy cities with a wave of their hand.
Thinking of this, Wang Laowu couldn't help but shiver. His legs trembled uncontrollably, and the cold wind swept over him, causing his oversized coarse linen robe to rub against his skin, stimulating every nerve in his body. His throat rolled, and he unconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Beads of cold sweat, the size of beans, dripped down a few strands of his hair, and his once sharp eyes were now filled with fear. Thick mucus flowed from his nose, but he dared not make a sound.
Wang Laowu desperately wanted to escape from this haunted place, but his legs felt as heavy as lead and couldn't be lifted no matter how hard he tried. He angrily pounded his legs a few times and cursed in his mind. He felt like he had let everyone down at a critical moment.
Just as he was filled with despair, another strange sound came from the bushes.
"Ah~ Ah~"
What the fuck!
This was clearly not the sound of a wild or demonic beast, it was a woman's voice!
Wang Laowu cursed in his heart. The nervousness and fear he felt just now disappeared in an instant. He cautiously looked around to make sure no one had seen his embarrassing state, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Using the faint light, he slowly approached the source of the sound, wanting to see which lustful couple dared to engage in such shameful acts in public!
"Ah~ Be gentle~"
The woman's moans became clearer and clearer, and Wang Laowu's crotch began to react, bulging like a tent. Carefully pushing aside the bushes, he saw two naked bodies tightly pressed together. Clothes were scattered all over the ground, and a pink bellyband stood out among them, embroidered with a seductive hibiscus flower, ready to bloom.
The two were completely lost in their passion and were completely unaware of Wang Laowu's presence.
When had Wang Laowu ever witnessed such an erotic scene? Blood rushed to his head, and he was so excited that drool almost dripped from his mouth. He quickly crouched behind the bushes and wholeheartedly focused on watching this vibrant "live erotic drama."
The two kissed passionately, their tongues exploring each other. The man's tongue rudely entered the woman's mouth, swirling in all directions, making the woman gasp for breath, only able to make muffled moans.
A pair of dark, rough hands roamed over the woman's fair body, finally stopping on her breasts, squeezing them forcefully. The delicate breasts changed shape in his hands. The woman couldn't bear this stimulation. Her grape-like nipples stood erect, and her desire was already at its peak, eagerly awaiting the man's intrusion.
"Ah!"
His large hand continued to wander downwards until it reached a mysterious black forest. His fingers lightly parted the two petals of her lips, exploring the wet and sticky area. His fingertips kept stroking that sensitive little bud, causing the woman beneath him to involuntarily tremble.
"Ah~ Brother Yong~ I want it~"
How could a woman resist the teasing of an experienced man like this? Her lower body became as wet as if a flood had been unleashed, reflecting a lewd glow in the moonlight.
She put her fingers in her mouth and sucked on them, while her other hand reached down and gripped the man's hot and massive member. Moving up and down, she started pleasuring him. Her slender, fair hands contrasted sharply with his powerful and vigorous shaft, causing a wave of desire to surge through Wang Laowu's body. Even the bulge in his pants became uncomfortable.
Unable to contain his inner restlessness, the man took out his already large and erect member. His cloudy old eyes stared fixedly at the man and woman in front of him, while his skinny hand continued to stroke himself.
"You, acting so cold and aloof on a regular basis, are actually so lustful beneath a man!"
The man panted heavily as he watched her wild behaviour, and he slid his fingers into her honey hole, digging forcefully.
"Ah~ Yes~ Brother Yong, you're so good~"
Satisfied, the woman narrowed her eyes and lifted her hips to meet the man's fingers, allowing them to penetrate deeper.
Her honey hole was small and tight, with numerous folds of flesh inside. The man's fingers were enveloped by the wet and warm cavity, moving in and out and bringing out a large amount of love juice, soaking the grass beneath them.
At this moment, the man could no longer hold back. He knelt on the grass and roughly placed the woman's legs over his hips. With a strong thrust, his entire member entered her honey hole.
His thick and erect member was wrapped in her honey hole, causing the man to involuntarily moan. It had to be said that this girl's lascivious hole was really tight, and it felt incredibly pleasurable.
The man attacked fiercely, thrusting in and out, each time hitting her most sensitive spot. With each movement, a sound of splashing water accompanied it. The woman's tender buttocks moved back and forth, her lower body flooding like a torrent. Her ample chest shook intensely with each impact, and her unrestrained moans echoed throughout the surroundings.
"Ah~ Yes~ Ah~ I can't take it anymore~"
The woman's moans were a great stimulation for Wang Laowu, who was secretly peeping. He watched the voluptuous and seductive woman become increasingly uncontrollable under the man's fierce assault. He imagined himself as the man on top of the woman, feeling the lascivious sensation of her wet vagina colliding with his own member. As he watched his member move in and out of her wet and soft honey hole, especially when it reached her flower heart (womb entrance) and the woman's body trembled, that tingling feeling...
Wang Laowu continued to fantasize, and his movements gradually became faster. He vigorously stroked with his right hand, but his withered and weak hand couldn't fully engulf his massive member. Only a round, egg-sized glans was exposed in the air, looking like a ferocious dragon emerging from its lair. Transparent liquid dripped down from the tip, acting as lubricant for his stroking.
Little did the man know that his intercourse with the woman had already been seen clearly by a lascivious and dirty old man. He was completely immersed in the pleasure that the woman's honey hole brought him.
He groaned a few times, sensing that he was reaching his climax and seeing how aroused the woman was. He temporarily withdrew his member, shifting to the most traditional position. He pressed directly against the woman's body, aimed at her honey hole, and with a plop, he plunged back in.
Feeling her honey hole being filled again, the woman let out a satisfied moan, matching the man's thrusts with the movement of her own buttocks.
"Mm~"
Feeling the strong stimulation between his legs, the man couldn't help but groan, starting to thrust forcefully, pulling out to the edge before plunging back in with force.
The intense stimulation caused the woman to open her mouth wide, almost screaming, "Ah~ Ah~ Ah~ Yaa~ Oh my~"
She began to rub her breasts vigorously, her consciousness becoming confused, completely unable to suppress her own voice, only focusing on whimpering and moaning.
The man, infected by the woman's desire, became even more aroused in his lower body. He leaned over the woman, kissing and biting her trembling breasts. After a hasty bite, he sucked on two grapes with his wet tongue, occasionally circling around.
His hands reached back, gripping the woman's waist and pressing downward, making the connection between his manhood and her honey hole even tighter.
Feeling the man's intention, the woman placed her delicate, boneless hands tightly around the man's waist, lifting her legs high, and at the perfect moment, she pushed her buttocks up as he penetrated deeply. The synchronization between the two was nothing short of perfect, achieved only through repeated copulation.
After vigorous thrusting dozens of times, the man's face turned red, and his manhood experienced an unprecedented stimulation in the flesh folds of her honey hole. A strong pleasure burst forth from his crotch, spreading to every corner of his body. He increased the pace of his thrusts, groaning, "I'm going to cum!"
As soon as the words fell, a thick, viscous semen rushed into the woman's vagina, his manhood desperately pressing against her flower's core, seeking maximum pleasure.
At the same time as the man ejaculated, the woman also reached her peak. Her petite feet floated in the air, tightly constricted due to the intense stimulation, even her delicate fingers tightly clenched together.
"Ah~ Brother Yong~ You're~ You're amazing~"
Feeling the hot, thick semen enter her body, the woman felt great satisfaction. Her body convulsed continuously, the extreme pleasure causing her head to tilt back, her breath in disarray. Her foxy eyes rolled back slightly, completely conquered by intense pleasure, immersed in the climax and unable to free herself for a long time.
The man pulled out his now soft manhood. Along with the gushing white liquid, the lascivious and alluring honey hole remained wide open, mixing with the flowing white and transparent fluids, appearing particularly debauched.
Unaware that someone was secretly peeping on them, the two lovers who were still indulging in their climax did not notice the presence of a voyeur.
The lewd moans and erotic scene excited Wang Laowu's mind, and he groaned. His thick and ugly lips parted slightly, emitting a foul odour. When deeply aroused, a few drops of sticky saliva slid down his chin, dripping onto the grass in front of him.
However, he obviously didn't care about these things. Holding his massive organ in his right hand, he continued to increase the speed. At the critical moment of the man's final thrust, his pelvis also desperately made thrusting movements, as if he wanted to grind his organ's skin to break it, as if only in this way could he achieve great pleasure.
When the two reached their climax simultaneously, Wang Laowu also reached the peak of pleasure. He couldn't help but moan, but because the two in front of him were completely immersed in their pleasure, they didn't notice his presence.
The gushing semen shot out from Wang Laowu's massive organ, one, two, three shots, before finally stopping. The ejaculate splattered on the surrounding grass, staining it with the viscous white fluid.
A strong, pungent smell permeated the air, lingering all around.
The two naked bodies didn't seem to be in a hurry to leave, instead indulging in intimate words and exploring each other's bodies with restless hands. The man's underbelly began to grow ferocious again, revealing a dark and shiny head.
It seems that tonight was destined to be a sleepless night.