Immortal Only Accepts Female Disciples

Chen Wentian was left alone in the cave with five beautiful unconscious maidens. The netherworld yin energy slowly drained their energy and ate away at their life force. Their chests weakly rose and fell as they struggled against the icy onslaught. They would let out painful m.o.a.ns from time to time and shiver from the wet clothes plastered on their cold bodies.

Chen Wentian felt like his heart was being squeezed. What could he do? The women were in the prime of their life, like flowers in full bloom. They were also talented, each in the early or middle Spirit Initiate Realm. Could he just watch them waste away? Where was their sect, why was it taking so long?

Chen Wentian tried his best but he wasn't doctor. His mind was a mess. The best he could come up with was to carve out a pool from the rocks and melt ice into it. He injected heat into the water until it was steaming like a hot tub. He undressed the women one by one. Their skin was pale bluish as he placed them into the water. He couldn't help but ogle at their supple b.r.e.a.s.ts or sneak glances at their secret garden, hidden behind thin black bushes.

The ice cave soon filled with steam as Chen Wentian directed his spiritual energy through the water to suppress the netherworld yin energy in each of the women. However, yin energy didn't care about his spiritual energy and it seemed to behave weirdly. He noticed that it was gradually coalescing within the women's lower dantian as if attracted to that location.

A mortal cultivator had three dantian; upper, middle, and lower. The upper dantian is the mind sea formed at the Mind Focusing Realm. The middle dantian is the spiritual sea formed at the Spirit Initiate Realm. The lower dantian was the core of a person's body and the source of yin for women and the source for yang in men.. While it corresponds to the weakest Body Refinement Realm, it also represented a person's foundation.

Netherworld yin energy naturally was attracted to the source of yin. However, entering the lower dantian was extremely bad. The netherworld yin was domineering like a corrosive poison and would quickly eat away at the women's source of yin and completely destroy it. It would mean their end as cultivators and it would also mean they would never be able to have children.

Chen Wentian panicked. They wouldn't die but their lives would be cruel and harsh. He couldn't wait for their sect any longer. To preserve their cultivation, there was only one method he could think of.

"Qianyu, stay outside, I'm going to heal them!" He yelled before putting up a barrier at the cave entrance.

Chen Wentian channeled his secret art for the second time in one day and a completely different aura encompassed him. The temperature shot up several fold and his spiritual cloak seemed to contain a draconic visage. Blue dragon's power! His immortal name wasn't simply a joke, he indeed could wield the power of a legendary dragon.

A blue dragon's true flame and its tyrannical yang energy would be able to refine the netherworld yin energy. However, those below the immortal realm would simply be incinerated by the flame if it touched them. Chen Wentian's only way was to dial down the blue dragon power to a minimum and use his dragon rod to inject blue dragon flame directly into the women's center. Under normal conditions, this would still be too much and would burn a woman's insides. However, since their center was full of netherworld yin energy, he estimated it was doable.

There was no time to lose, he steeled himself for what laid ahead. He didn't want to orgasm before having completed the arduous task of curing five women. He drank an large bottle of medicine for male endurance, why he had such a potion...well it finally came into use.

He grabbed the closest woman and embraced her. He remembered her name from her sect badge, Song Wushuang. An ethereal name for an ethereal beauty. He focused on the task at hand. His dragon rod was eager and ready but she wasn't. He wet the tip with his saliva and guided it towards her nether lips.

He slowly pushed into her v.i.r.g.i.n folds. Oh, the sensation was completely different. It was incredibly tight, and the friction was insane. His three disciples all had been very aroused at the time of joining and they were completely wet and ready. Song Wushuang's brows squirmed with discomfort but she remained unconscious. He could see a trail of blood seep down from her lips. His could almost feel her pain but he had to continue. It was a matter of necessity and he continued to wiggle and work his d.i.c.k deeper into her.

Her tightness was like a vice around him as he finally reached her core and felt the chill of netherworld yin energy. He immediately countered with a controlled spout of dragon flame. He rocked his h.i.p.s back and forth as he regulated the level of his flames to match the yin energy. They clashed together violently but seemed to offset the other perfectly. It left behind a large amount of balanced energy that was perfectly absorbed into her lower dantian.

Chen Wentian gritted his teeth as he tried to ignore the amazing sensations. The friction around his d.i.c.k almost made him c.u.m instantly. He screamed in his mind as he summoned the full power of his immortal psyche to suppress the pleasure in his groins.

Yang flames battled against netherworld yin as he connected with Song Wushuang again and again. After a few more agonizing minutes, he felt her body flush red as the abyssal cold within her was finally dissolved. Chen Wentian couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief and pulled out of her. It worked and looked like she would be perfectly fine.

He laid Song Wushuang down in the steaming hot tub and waded to the next woman. He rummaged through her clothes and found her sect badge, Xu Lanyi. He said her name softly as he committed her memory. He would never forget these women in his life.

Xu Lanyi was also extremely tight as he pierced her with his dragon rod and performed the same treatment. As color returned to her snow white cheeks, he quickly moved on to the next.

Su Xue...

Su Yue...

Seems to be twins? Chen Wentian idly wondered.

Finally, the last one, Li Yuechan. He embraced her, checking on her condition. It was worse than the other girls, but it seemed he would be able to make it in time. He administered the final dose of treatment, gently guiding his d.i.c.k into her. He maintained a careful rhythm but really, he was almost about to lose control. He was teetering on the precipice. Finally, he couldn't hold back the raging beast any longer.

"Shit! Arrrgggg!!!" He howled as he came. The most powerful orgasm of his entire life. His balls squeezed and spasmed as they rebelled. Every fiber of his center was stretched tight as it pumped his seed outward. The last thing he could do was the envelope his essence with dragon yang flames as it shot forth with like a powerful cannon.

His hot c.u.m splashed against Li Yuechan's inner walls, washing away the remaining netherworld yin energy within her in a tidal wave. It was relentless and overflowing. All the pent up energy and frustration was released, over and over.

Chen Wentian felt dizzy, he could no longer support himself, and he collapsed on top of Li Yuechan.