IOAFD - 1156. Flying Sword

Peng Lingxi was all smiles as she wiped her face clean. She felt incredibly excited, both from arousal and from the efficiency of the dual cultivation sword art. Her spiritual sea was surging with sword energy after just a simple sword worship. She couldn’t wait for more.

Her enthusiasm was contagious. It didn’t take long for Chen Wentian to be ready to go once again. He was still full of energy from her sword worship, and this time, he intended to give it all to her.

“Sword of Saint’s Conception has twelve sword positions. Each one requires practice to get right. Each one trains a unique aspect of the sword. Once mastered, the positions can be combined in countless different ways to produce remarkable effects. Let’s try out the first position. We don’t have to rush.”

“Yes, master.”

Standing on the deck, with one side of her face illuminated by the setting sun, Peng Lingxi bent over and lifted her long skirt over her butt. She had gotten rid of her underlayers at some point. She was bare and ready for him, her pussy and inner thigh already soaked and dripping.

Chen Wentian pushed himself inside her from behind, enjoying the feeling of her inner walls quivering around his shaft. And when he bottomed out, he was rewarded with a sharp cry of joy from her sweet lips.

“Give me your hands, this is the flying sword position,” He said.

She reached behind her and he grabbed both of her wrists. This way, she remained bent over while her weight was supported by his strong grip. When he thrust again, it caused her body to be pushed forward, almost making her fall.

“Oh! This is so interesting!” She said.

She felt as if she was flying. She was falling and being held up at the same time.

“Haha, do you like it?” He asked, “I’m just getting started!”

“Ooohh!” She cried out at an especially deep thrust.

His sword moved steadily. Each stab was filled with power, releasing sword energy inside her.

“Oohh!”

She responded with her own sword aura, clashing with him and trading blow after blow.

“Ooooh!”

The experience was a first for her. She had never practiced a true dual cultivation art. Everything was so new. But she learned quickly and soon, she was able to perfectly match his sword energy with hers.

Her talent for sword arts was truly peerless. Her pure sword heart was simply a cheat. She mastered the flying sword position even before Chen Wentian. He only managed to keep up with her due to his stamina and spiritual control as an immortal. Otherwise, it would have been difficult to say who was the master and who was the disciple.

“Lingxi… you…”

As he continued to thrust, her pussy squeezed and pulsed around him. It felt like she was having a continuous series of small orgasms instead of one big one. Indeed, this was what Peng Lingxi was feeling. She was free-falling and soaring at the same time. Pleasure surged with each sword thrust, in one continuous motion, in and out without end.

“Ooh… ohh… ohhhh!”

Her cries filled his ears. Her body trembled over and over. It was a beautiful scene. He kept going as long as he could, maintaining the same position. It all depended on him. He didn’t want to disappoint her.

“Ohhh!”

Finally, after half an hour, his sword energy had been exhausted. With a shout, he came inside her. One last thrust and burst of sword intent and he was utterly spent.

“Mmmm, master… that was amazing!”

Peng Lingxi felt that her body, mind, and spirit were brimming with sword energy at that moment. After dual cultivation, it was the perfect time to put these insights into practice.

She pulled out a sword and began the Lonely Sword Wanderer. There wasn’t a lot of room on the ship. She ran along the railing, leaped up and down the mast, and jumped overboard to dash across the waves.

The first wandering… the second wandering… the third wandering… the fourth wandering… she easily reached her peak state. She even managed to maintain her strongest form for several minutes.

She was ecstatic. The flying sword position lived up to its name. It cultivated the speed of one’s sword and its ability to move and even fly. It perfectly suited the style of the Lonely Sword Wanderer. She felt that she would be able to step into the fifth wandering soon with more practice.

“Master…” Peng Lingxi returned to Chen Wentian’s side, panting softly.

Chen Wentian gazed at her appreciatively, “Lingxi, your sword talent is peerless. Master might find it difficult to keep up with you in the future.”

She smiled, “Of course, not. Master’s sword is the strongest in the world.”

He smiled, “Alright, alright. You should be close to the threshold of the fifth wandering, right? I could feel it. The Lonely Sword Wanderer only goes up to six wanderings. Its potential is only at the Spirit Lord Realm. Originally, I wasn’t sure if learning other immortal sword arts would affect your cultivation. After all, not all sword arts are compatible with each other.”

“But after learning about the pure sword heart and witnessing its effects on the sword master of the Limitless Sword Hall, it’s clear that you will have few restrictions regarding sword arts in the future. All sword arts under the heavens are your cultivation methods. Your future is limitless. You should even be able to learn the sword art of dragons.”

Her eyes brightened at the mention, “Really, master? The sword art of dragons?”

“Mmm,” He nodded, “If Luo Ming learned it, then you can too. In fact, I think your talent is even better than his. Originally, the issue was the source of divine dragon spiritual energy. I couldn’t be the source. Now, we have the perfect solution.”

He took out the treasure sword that belonged to the sword master and gave it to Peng Lingxi, “This is yours from now on. It's crafted from dragon remains and suitable for you to practice the Sword of Yashi Jilun.”

“Wow… amazing…” Peng Lingxi received the sword reverently and gazed upon it.

Her fingers trembled slightly as she traced the smooth blade. The hilt felt perfect in her hand. She used to always prefer ordinary steel swords with no fancy designs or embellishments. This dragon sword was the complete opposite, but she knew instantly that this would be her only sword from now on.

“Master, does it have a name?”

Chen Wentian thought about the circumstances of this sword and said, “How about the Ancient Heart Sword?”

“The Ancient Heart Sword,” She repeated, “It’s perfect! Master, thank you!”

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