Primordial Cultivator

Chapter 342 - Scripture

As Yang Wei fainted from consuming the Phoenix Frost Armor, Zhu Wenqian flashed a wicked grin.

"Finally, time to see what's so special about his body." Zhu Wenqian exclaimed happily as she slowly stripped Yang Wei's clothes.

However, when she got up to his pant area, she paused herself briefly.

"Is it because of the pill that made his thing bulge this hard?" Zhu Wenqian mumbled softly as she glanced at the raging rod inside his pants.

She swallowed some of her saliva nervously as she unzipped the zipper in between his legs.

The moment the zipper came undone, the almighty rod stood straight up, almost like it wanted to pierce through the sky.

"S-So big!!"

Zhu Wenqian gasped in surprise as she unconsciously took a step back.

The raging rod seemed to be teasing at Zhu Wenqian's timid behavior as it extended in length.

"D-Damn it, don't think I'm afraid of you-"

Zhu Wenqian gritted her teeth as she pointed at the raging rod.

However, it wasn't effective as it continued to stand strong and exuded a profound aura around it.

Zhu Wenqian shook her head vigorously as she decided to ignore it for now.

"Hmph, just you wait, father had given me this scripture before he left and only told me to open it when the time is right…" She muttered as she began unsealing the scripture.

There were multiple formations inlaid in the scripture, but it was quickly resolved by Zhu Wenqian.

Sometime later, Zhu Wenqian bit her finger a little bit until some blood could be seen leaking out.

After that, she dropped some of her blood into the scripture and enchanted some weird language.

A dim but subtle light began glowing as the scripture floated midair and unfolded itself.

'The secret of our Zhu Clan's Ancient Art'

That was the title of the scripture, and Zhu Wenqian was mesmerized by the scene.

"Father…" She muttered with some tears leaking through the corner of her eyes.

Although she had never mentioned it aloud, it was clear that she deeply misses her father as she was still unsure whether her father is alive or not.

Her hand slowly turned into a fist, and determination soon brimmed in her eyes.

"Don't worry, father… with this scripture that you used everything to protect and give it to me. I shall obtain this vengeance for our Zhu Clan." Zhu Wenqian swore as she grabbed the scripture and began scanning through it.

Sometime later, Zhu Wenqian became more intrigued by the information she read from the scripture.

"To think this scripture is that powerful… Able to utilize the heaven's will and manifest it into a form of energy as it strikes the enemy's core."

Zhu Wenqian's wicked grin became wider and wider as time passed.

However, her face suddenly turned ashen white when she read the final line of the scripture.

'To learn this technique, for a male, it's as easy as breathing air. But for females, they must obtain a male's Yang Qi and condense it into a pure form of energy.'

As Zhu Wenqian finished reading this particular line, she couldn't help but wrinkled the scripture, almost to the point of breaking it into pieces.

"Who the hell created this goddamn scripture?" Zhu Wenqian screamed at the top of her lungs.

"Such sexism and discrimination should be burnt to death."

In a fit of anger, Zhu Wenqian threw the scripture far away without giving another thought about it.

She couldn't help but feel powerless since the scripture is now deemed unusable by her.

"Unless...." Her eyes slowly trailed on the unconscious Yang Wei and the raging rod in between his pants.

"I-If I secretly unload some of his Yang Qi… then he shouldn't notice it due to his current condition, right?" Zhu Wenqian mumbled.

As much as she hated herself for mumbling these types of words, for vengeance, she must do everything in her power to become strong.

The scripture was specifically created for the Saint Race and it was the main reason why people revolted against them- to obtain the scripture and become unparalleled in the vast Heavens.

Mustering up her courage, Zhu Wenqian slowly crawled toward Yang Wei and had her hand extended out.

"T-This is just payment for obtaining my Saint Blood… I am not doing something illegal here." Zhu Wenqian tried to justify her reason as she slowly touched the raging rod.

Upon contact, the raging rod instantly itched for a bit as it seemed to increase its size once again.

"Screw it, I had already gone down a path of no return." Zhu Wenqian snorted coldly as she would not be defeated here.

The first trial to become strong was never easy. Only by overcoming the first step could they truly become peerless in the cultivation world.

Without any hesitation, Zhu Wenqian began stroking Yang Wei's raging rod rigorously as she wanted to end the session as quickly as possible.

"Yang Wei, I would repay you someday but quickly release your Yang Qi so I can get this over with."

Meanwhile, Yang Wei's body began moving a bit, nearly shocking Zhu Wenqian to death as she thought he would suddenly wake up.

"Phew, i-it was just a normal reaction when one is being pleasured…" Zhu Wenqian breathed a sigh of relief when she checked on his condition.

Although Yang Wei may be unconscious, his body's function was still working normally.

Thus, the moment that Zhu Wenqian began stroking his cock, he could feel an immense amount of pleasure erupting outward.

Time slowly passed by, and Zhu Wenqian's hand began to hurt from stroking it continuously.

"Ugh, what's wrong with Yang Wei's body… I've been stroking it up and down, yet it's not even releasing a tiny bit of Yang Qi." Zhu Wenqian cursed aloud as she wondered what had gone wrong.

She may be inexperienced in making love, but she was knowledgeable in how a man becomes aroused.

"D-Do I really have to use my mouth?" She gulped a few saliva into her throat as she glanced at the raging rod.