Chapter 63: Tasty Essence
Mia paused, her cheeks bulging slightly, before her eyes went wide with sudden shock.
Instead of the usual thick, yang-like taste she had grown accustomed to from their previous encounters, the fluid in her mouth suddenly felt incredibly light and sweet, carrying a rich, aromatic warmth that instantly melted her remaining morning fatigue.
She closed her eyes, experiencing the unique taste. "Hm, it’s not quite like anything I know."
As she instinctively swallowed the sweet nectar, a sudden wave of pure, concentrated spiritual energy exploded in her lower abdomen, surging through her long-dormant meridians like a warm spring river and prompting a breathless, wide-eyed gasp as she felt her body naturally begin to grasp the elusive concept of Qi.
Kian quickly grabbed her and forced her to sit cross legged. "Keep your eyes closed, meditate, sense the Qi."
Mia did not hesitate to follow his orders verbatim.
She kept her eyes closed, focused her mind, and turned her attention to the elusive energy that had travelled down her throat.
It felt so similar to Kian in feeling that she did not feel any alienation from it. The moment she sensed it, the Qi inside her body naturally moved towards her mind intimately.
And she watched it directly.
Usually, a person who hadn’t sensed Qi would not be able to see Qi this sharply or intimately. But now, it was naked for her to see and her mind absorbed the understanding rapidly.
Qi.
The quiet room suddenly felt alive; she could hear the microscopic shifting of the wooden floorboards, taste the faint, sweet trace of Kian’s essence still lingering on her tongue, and feel the gentle brush of air currents against her skin with absolute clarity.
For the first time in her life, the world of cultivators wasn’t a distant, locked pavilion—she was stepping right through the front gate.
And she felt it intensely as she did.
As she sank deeper into this euphoric state, the foreign yet familiar Qi inside her settled into her core, condensing rapidly under the influence of some strange connection to Kian.
The wild, floating mist of energy in her belly suddenly compressed with a sharp, crystalline *pop*, forming a bright speck of light at the center of her spirit.
"First Qi Spark," Kian said. "Perfect!"
She smiled, but didn’t open her eyes.
The raw spiritual energy from Kian’s seed pooled in her lower dantian, glowing with a soft, pulsing golden light that illuminated her inner meridians.
The warm, thick fluid dissolved into pure, refined essence, washing away the stubborn blockages in its way.
Mia let out a long, shuddering breath, her posture locking into a perfect meditative stance as she became completely enthralled by the sudden, dramatic shift in her senses.
Even then, Kian’s essence was not done nourishing her.
Another spark materialized right beside the first, then another, the process repeating with an effortless momentum that would have made any outer sect disciple spit blood in envy.
Mia’s brows tightened.
The sparks spun in a tight, glowing orbit, each one anchoring her deeper to the spiritual world.
One, two, three, four...
The Sparks only stopped appearing after a total of seven Qi Sparks had fully formed and stabilized in her dantian.
Mia’s eyelids fluttered, and she opened her eyes in subtle shock, her pupils dilated as she stared up at Kian.
The world around her had sharpened into vivid, high-definition focus—she could trace the subtle wood-grain swirls on the ceiling, count the individual dust motes dancing in the morning light.
It was almost as if she was back to being a little kid.
Mia looked down at her hands, flexing her fingers as if expecting them to be made of glass, before her gaze snapped back to his face with a mixture of awe and absolute disbelief.
"Seven... seven sparks," she whispered, her voice trembling as she clutched at his indigo robe. "Kian, what did you just do to me?"
Kian grinned, leaning down to press a soft kiss against her forehead, enjoying the way her skin felt warmer now.
"I told you I had a surprise," he said, sliding his arms around her waist to pull her back against his chest. "Let’s just say my body is a lot more generous than it used to be."
Mia rested her head against his shoulder, her breath catching as she watched the tiny, faint currents of Qi swirling around inside her.
Seven sparks in a single morning.
Mia’s shock deepened. She had spent years staring at stone walls, begging her body to register even a flicker of spiritual light. And now, she had succeeded.
Just like that.
"It’s like... I can hear the house," she murmured. "Is this what it always felt like for you?"
"Something like that," Kian said, his hand sliding down to cup her hip, feeling the subtle new strength in her muscles. "But this is just the beginning, baby girl. We’ve got a lot of ground to cover."
"Yeah!"
Suddenly, Mia finally registered the fact that she had succeeded. And an unstoppable smile slipped into her face.
Mia nodded in rising excitement, her face lighting up with a brilliant, breathless grin as she threw her arms around his neck.
She bounced on the mattress with a sudden, dizzying burst of energy, her bare breasts swaying in the warm morning light as she laughed, completely unbothered by her nakedness.
"I succeeded, Kian! I succeeded!!"
Kian was smothered by her chest, unable to reply, so he just cupped her hips harder.
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"Kian, I can cultivate!" she cheered, her voice rising in a pitch of pure, giddy triumph as she squeezed him tight. "Kian, I’m actually a cultivator now! I have to show Jia, she’s going to lose her mind!"
"Indeed," he replied, kissing her chest.
Overflowing with raw, manic affection, she pulled back slightly, puckered her wet lips, and leaned in to plant a deep, celebratory kiss right on his mouth.
Kian immediately flattened his palm against her forehead, planting his hand firmly on her face and shoving her backward with a grimace.
Mia’s face fell, her momentum halting as she stared at him through wide, startled eyes.
A look of profound shock and sudden, stinging hurt crossed her face. "What—what are you doing? Let me kiss you!"
"Ew, no way," Kian said, wiping his hand on his robe with a theatrical shudder. "Are you crazy? You literally just swallowed my entire load. I’m not kissing you with that mouth until you go brush your teeth."
"That’s why?" she asked, her voice a mix of disbelief and sheer exasperation.
Then, annoyed, she bit his shoulder hard before running out of the bed and wearing her clothes. "Less go les go less goooo~~!"
"Well isn’t someone excited," Kian said, chuckling.