Otaku Witch

Amaterasu Life Kikyo was overwhelmed with pleasure.

She hadn't experienced this filled sensation for eons, the last memory of it was tens of thousands of years ago.

Even though Miss Divine Witch was adept at meditation and rarely showed her emotions, the comfort of a long drought ending with refreshing rain broke her defenses, leaving her slightly flustered.

But she really couldn't be blamed; it could only be said that her compatibility with the Holy Ancestor was simply too good.

Although at first, the Holy Ancestor was indeed a bit rough, causing her discomfort and even at one point painfully believing she might burst apart, once she got into the state, she quickly adapted to such harshness and began to intentionally guide each scorching impact of the energy.

Though the Holy Ancestor was powerful, being young, he lacked the experience; he was full of brute force but somewhat lacked finesse, simply bulldozing forward.

And even though she was indeed a tad older, with a frail body unfit for the wild assault of a young individual, lacking in strength but compensating with skill, her years of accumulated experience weren't entirely useless.

So, although the young one's lack of martial ethics and surprise attack caught her off guard initially, wisdom prevailed with age. Once Miss Divine Witch found her rhythm, she quickly stabilized the situation, becoming adept and even started to retaliate.

No matter how the Holy Ancestor's domineering power filled with masculine force crashed against her, she could always softly diffuse the violent impact, soothing it bit by bit, and finally gently accepting and absorbing all that scorching energy without wasting a drop.

Their coordination became increasingly harmonious.

Thus, the initial pain swiftly transformed into a kind of marvelous pleasure.

As the saying goes, like lofty mountains and flowing waters, a rare understanding between zither and harp, this was a joy Miss Divine Witch had never experienced before.

"Perhaps this is the wonder of dual cultivation."

She thought to herself.

Amaterasu Life Kikyo didn't know if this counted as true dual cultivation. After all, in the past, when she was in the Eastern Universe, she was merely a mirror, even if it was a Celestial Treasure Mirror, what mirror knows about dual cultivation?

By the time she obtained a physical body, she was already in the Western Universe and couldn't learn the authentic art of dual cultivation even if she wanted to.

However, it was said that the art of dual cultivation emphasized the balance of Yin and Yang, complementing each other. Now, she and the Holy Ancestor seemed to be using Yang to supplement Yang. Compared to dual cultivation, it seemed more like replenishing magic between witches.

Forget it, don't think about it. As long as it's comfortable, it's all good.

The sensation of her body being irrigated and nourished bit by bit, with her weakened body becoming youthful and strong again, and the long-lost vitality reviving in her form was indescribably wonderful. Miss Divine Witch couldn't help but indulge in it a little.

As a sacred shrine maiden, this obviously shouldn't happen; it was a breach of vows. But when thinking of the object in front of her as the "deity" she had awaited so long for, it seemed not a problem, after all, the duty of a shrine maiden is to serve the deities.

Amaterasu Life Kikyo persuaded herself thus, moving from passive to active, she began actively absorbing the fiery and vibrant energy, until....

"I can't take it, Miss Kikyo, please spare me, I'm done for today."

Feeling her body nearly drained, Dorothy let out a wail.

Though the strength used to nourish Miss Divine Witch didn't originate from her own body but came from the sun, channeling the power of the Sun's energy was her responsibility, and for a young little witch with barely over sixty-thousand Mana, this wasn't easy.

This behavior, akin to a child maneuvering a large vehicle—or rather, swinging a huge blade—was quite strenuous. If not for her extraordinary talent, she would've been exhausted long ago.

She initially thought a brief infusion of the Sun's power would be sufficient to give Miss Kikyo a good replenishing, but she never imagined that this Miss Divine Witch was so profoundly unfathomable.

The solar energy she infused just now, when converted to witch magic power, should've been around six to seven hundred thousand Mana. Such power should have been enough to restore someone at Peak Magic Power to full state, but with Miss Divine Witch, Dorothy felt it was just an appetizer.

What kind of big eater carnivorous girl was this?

Though Dorothy didn't want to admit defeat, her trembling legs reminded her that even witches have limits; to persist further would leave her utterly drained.

The Homebody Witch had to concede that this time, indeed, the other party was stronger.

Originally immersed in pleasure, Amaterasu Life Kikyo's mind snapped back to reality upon hearing the plea for mercy. Seeing the Holy Ancestor in such a withered state, she was greatly shocked, followed by a strong surge of shame.

She hurriedly stopped absorbing the energy, feeling so ashamed she wanted to flee.

But maybe it was the sudden transition from being on the brink of exhaustion to being in a normal state of full energy, compounded with her inner shame, that as soon as she took a step, she stumbled on flat ground.

Of course, for someone as powerful as her, this wasn't an issue. Even without using her powers, the dance skills honed through long practice of the Kagura Dance allowed her to quickly regain balance.

But before she could take any action, a hand had already encircled her waist, firmly holding her up.