Getting The Job Done

With every slow thrust, Muxing felt herself be split apart in the best way possible.

Although her master sacrificed some depth penetration to fit his immense girth, the feral manhood was nonetheless hitting deep enough for her pink palace to be properly stretched. She was moaning like an animal in heat, strapped to the wooden device, in the shadow cast by her master’s large and powerful body…

Muxing could barely think straight. Her eyes were showing far more white than usual, and she couldn’t stop herself from regularly climaxing throughout it all. She had jumped from the prototype Mountain Sasquatch form to a proper Skunk Sasquatch, only to then be bred by a Paraceratherium Magus.

Unfortunately for her, the visual feast she would have loved to bear witness to was inaccessible. She couldn’t see the motions of her master as he bred her in this form–Nor could she truly admire his great club and flails. The latter were swinging quietly with every thrust. It could be seen in the way they moved that they carried real weight to them.

Although the session was incredibly intense for the maid, it didn’t actually last very long.

Edrick emitted a deep grunt. It was a small vocalisation for him, but it was incredibly loud to all others… And with this noise came a flood. His typical output could already be qualified as such, but compared to this… It was nothing. Anoteros specifically refrained from using Endless Spring. He had seen during his tests the ridiculous amount of batter he produced without it.

A white geyser hit Muxing’s womb, slamming into it with force before the noble dew filled everything within moments. A lot of the wondrous seed spewed out onto the grass, as the stream kept going for thirty whole seconds. Only then did the scion pull out, leaving a gaping rosy cavern behind–Still overflowing.

He took a few steps back, and the ground rumbled under his crushing weight before all stopped as he turned back into his human form. He sighed and stretched once again. Purely four-legged forms were harder to get a good grasp of, and they tended to leave him feeling like he had been stuffed into a box just big enough to fit him once he turned back to normal.

…The result was worth it, however. Muxing had been knocked out from pleasure... And probably from the immense intake of Cleansing Elixir as well. She was one of his prized possessions, so she got the full effects of his seed, but due to the sheer quantity of it in this form, it might have been a bit too much for her to handle.

At least, she was definitely pregnant now. After all, Anoteros always knew when one of his belongings was ready to be impregnated, thanks to the crests and the fertility boosts. He didn’t even have to bother checking. It was all but certain that Muxing was going to be carrying a Paraceratherium Magus offspring. An especially powerful one, at that.

Edrick put his clothes back on, unstrapped Muxing, and carried her over his shoulder as he headed back to the Lodestone. His trip to Eltysia was brief, but effective.

He put his maid in her room and returned to his office.

This office was a place he spent a fair bit of time in...

...A few days passed, and he received a letter from the next sect he had contacted for a meeting. He didn’t have anything in particular to offer them as he had with the Sect Of The Old Decay, but he was certain that they would get along just fine.

The Patriarch Guild was a sect that very much aligned with the image he projected. Additionally, he had heard about the technique that was practised by literally all members of the sect… From the outer disciples to the very sect leader. It was perhaps one of the rare examples of a technique so thoroughly universal amongst any sect. It was a requirement to practise it if anyone wanted to be a part of the sect.

‘Mmh… That was a quick response considering that their sect's grounds aren’t exactly next door. They’ll probably be more urged to get on my good side than Labyrinth Palace and the Sect Of The Old Decay’

He believed this simply because in the previous cases, he had either approached them before the meeting or had otherwise come with an alluring offer from the get-go.

In previous visits, he had made his desire to marry Haoyu clear, and he had brought the extremely talented Jingyi along. The dynamic had been very clear and friendly immediately. It also helped that both of these sects were long-standing and had old, experienced sect leaders.

In comparison, Patriarch Guild was actually a much newer sect. It had had a change of sect leader only five years ago. The previous leader had gone into total isolation inside a private residence to cultivate after several years of constantly hitting a roadblock.

The former leader was obviously still an agent of the Elt clan, but he was currently out of the picture. It also wasn’t clear if he even planned on taking the helm back if he were to return, or if he would just take on an advisory role. The latter wasn’t unlikely. Leading a sect wasn’t exactly a calm job–And after getting away from it for so long, he might just decide not to do it again.

In any case, with all these factors combined, Patriarch Guild naturally felt a greater need to satisfy the clan it served. Nonetheless, Anoteros was planning on taking the same approach with them as he had with the rest. He was here to establish friendly relationships... He wanted them to view him as an individual they could trust, so that they would feel more inclined to approach him specifically for any projects or the like.

He was trying to place himself as something apart from the Elt clan itself... As a superior they could engage with in a more casual and friendly manner, compared to the old monsters of the clan they were more used to speaking with.

Frankly, Anoteros was surprised that no one else of his youth was doing the same thing. They were focusing on cultivation–Which was fine–But they were completely disregarding that there were several other forms of power that governed the world.

‘Well, they shouldn’t be opposed to letting me get a copy of their technique. They might even be quite happy that someone of the clan is willing to learn their ways’

“The reports and letters today were all positive, as per usual. You girls really do an excellent job, don’t you?”

He leaned back in his chair, looking down at Shu and Yifei as they slobbered over his sceptre together. He placed his hands on their heads, softly caressing them, watching as they took turns taking his manmeat deep inside their throats.

“Good girls. Let’s clear the desk, I’ll reward you further…”