Virility Cultivation
Edrick stepped out of his carriage, wooden pipe in mouth.
As per usual, he left his bestial companions to guard the carriage and two horses. Although those equines could definitely defend themselves, considering that they were actually predators… Vulpalis lay down beneath the carriage, hiding in the shadows, while Oswulf inspected the surroundings.
As for Ansbach… He had definitely taken a liking to the toy Edrick had gifted him. His knot was currently buried deep within his present, but once he was done, he would probably do the same as Oswulf.
Anoteros puffed out smoke as he looked upon the architecture of Patriarch Guild. Unlike Labyrinth Palace and Sect Of The Old Decay, it was a lot more normal-looking. The layout was similar to that of Myriad-Arm Sect, only with far more verticality since the whole thing was built upon a wide hill in what was otherwise an impressively flat grassland.
Apart from the hill and sect itself, the only notable landmarks were sparse, great trees, and protruding stones that could be seen in the distance.
The scion casually closed the door of the carriage behind him as he approached Patriarch Guild. Although mundane in appearance, this sect was anything but typical. It was a vassal of the Elt clan, after all. It could not be just a regular sect.
As a distinguished guest, he was welcomed immediately–Not by an elder for once, but by a disciple. The robe design was very simplistic, not featuring any intricate design, only two colours, both shades of grey... A mere piece of fabric to be wrapped around the body alongside a simple pair of pants.
For some reason, no one wore a shirt alongside their robes–Or shoes for that matter.
The disciple introduced himself, attempting to maintain the stoic and strong facade that everyone here was supposed to have. However, he wasn’t very successful when faced with the noble. He was clearly quite nervous about being given this job.
Fortunately for him, he only needed to guide Edrick to the sect leader.
As they ascended the steps toward the top of the hill, where a stone tower stood, Anoteros looked around to see many scenes that seemed like they would be at home in Invefno–Such as several disciples enjoying carnal relations with women in plain sight, or even multiple scenes of Lagneiefest, such as a woman caught in a pillory with dozens of disciples waiting in line for a turn with her.
Another woman was instead on her knees as groups of disciples would come, stroking themselves until they finished all over her face and body, with the woman doing her best to catch the manly nectar with her mouth…
None of it actually looked like Viot, and that was for a simple reason… None of these women was among the women who were brought here for servicing purposes. The women hired here were considered rare prizes and stayed inside the stone tower. The only ones with free access to them were the sect leader and high-ranked elders.
The women Anoteros was seeing were actually all disciples of Patriarch Guild. For the unknowing, it would seem odd, since Patriarch Guild was known to only accept men, as their entire schtick was the nurturing and empowerment of masculinity and virility to the extremes–To create men worthy of being called patriarchs.
However, this sect worked in a very curious manner. The technique practised here–The one Edrick would like to acquire himself–Was the Virility Plundering Technique. The way it worked was very easy: It allowed one to take ‘virility’ from sexual partners, but it also allowed one to fairly rapidly regain any lost ‘virility’. This meant that, ironically, the best way to accumulate it was to have sex with other practitioners, who would all be men, as it was a prerequisite to cultivate this technique in the first place.
It didn’t even work for Duookoises.
As such, Patriarch Guild had established itself as not only firm users of this technique, but also an expert producer of a very special kind of pill. It was similar to the Everlasting Elixir Of Inversion, but less refined.
It only lasted for a certain period of time, depending on several factors such as dosage and the constitution of the individual. Also, unlike the Everlasting Elixir Of Inversion, it did not allow one to maintain their previous physical might and the like. It was more transformative. The same person wouldn’t look the same once transformed between different ingestions of the pill as well… Though it had been refined to ensure that the result would always be attractive.
In any case, the whole point was to get the disciples to actually train their techniques, as otherwise, the sect would be far less populated if everyone had to actually get in bed with each other as they were.
The reason why a disciple would have to take the so-called ‘Plunder-Ripe Pill’ was usually the result of a lost duel. The loser would have to ingest a pill and offer up their virility to the winner–And since the sect promoted for its disciples to take charge and impose their will, the winner could decide to just let others use the loser if they saw fit–Which was what had been happening with the pillory.
As for the disciple being covered in white ropes, this was the result of a punishment for breaking a rule. The disciple had to stay kneeling while others just released themselves on him. He even had to do his best to swallow as much of it as possible, or risk having his punishment extended or receiving a worse one.
It was definitely an interesting sect, but it promoted a lot of enmity and competition. After all, if one was humiliated like the one at the pillory, then if he were to get the better of the one who had put him in this position, then the payback would most certainly be worse.
This was basically an infinite cycle. It was certainly effective in making disciples grow rapidly by giving them very good reasons to be as strong as possible, but without a strong framework and powerful leader, this could all fall apart quite quickly, as things could rapidly escalate.
Patriarch Guild had remained standing for a while, however, and it seemed like the new leader had things under control.
“Young Master, the sect leader is awaiting you inside”
The disciple was quick to run off once his job was done.
The inside of the stone tower wasn’t very grand. It was rather bare for the most part, but once the doors opened, Anoteros laid eyes upon a room decorated with countless beast pelts, animal heads mounted on the walls, and many other hunting trophies.
“Young Master Zixuan. It is my pleasure to meet you”
The sect leader bowed his head, and just as Edrick had been told, he seemed quite youthful.
“It is my pleasure to be meeting you as well, Sect Leader"