Final Regression of The Legendary Swordmaster Chapter 89

"Now," Edward said, his voice low, "we can begin.

Thaleia quickly nodded, signalling that she’s ready for the next step in their dual cultivation.

Then, without warning, his hand lifted, palm rough against the softness of her skin as he cupped her chin, tilting her face up to meet his. Thaleia’s breath stuttered, her lashes fluttering as his thumb brushed over her bottom lip, pulling it down just slightly. Just like in his previous regressions, she didn’t hesitate any further from here onwards.

Then, his mouth crashed onto hers, a kiss that was all heat and demand, his tongue pushing past her lips with a possessive growl. Thaleia melted against him, her hands flying to his shoulders for balance as he deepened it, his teeth nipping at her lower lip before soothing the sting with another slow, wet stroke of his tongue. She tasted like salt and something sweet, something uniquely her, and it made his already hardened cock twitch.

His hands didn’t stay still for long. One slid down to grip her waist, pulling her flush against him so she could feel exactly what she did to him. The other cupped one of her breasts, causing her to gasp into his mouth when his thumb grazed over her nipple, the bud still hard, already begging for more.

Edward’s cock was a thick, insistent ridge against her stomach. Her breath hitched, her fingers moving down slowly to feel his hardened cock as he kept kissing her further.

Some seconds later, Edward pulled his tongue from her mouth, and directed his gaze to her breasts, which were full, heavy, the nipples a deep, flushed pink, already pebbled and aching. He didn’t waste time. His mouth crashed down over one, his tongue swirling around the tight bud before he sucked it between his lips, hard.

"Mmm—oh!" Thaleia’s head fell back, her fingers tangling in his hair as he lavished attention on her, his free hand kneading the other breast, rolling the nipple between his fingers until she was panting. Every pull of his mouth sent a jolt straight to her core, her hips rocking helplessly against nothing, her pussy already slick and throbbing.

He switched to the other breast, his teeth grazing over the sensitive peak before he soothed it with another slow, wet suck. Then, his fingers slid down to the wet heat between her thighs, already working instinctively.

Thaleia couldn’t form words. She could only moan, her body arching into his touch as his fingers teased her entrance, circling her clit before dipping inside just enough to make her whimper.

Everything was leading to this moment, and when Edward felt that Thaleia has reached an apex that the cultivation will be even more fruitful, he let go of her breast, a string of saliva connecting it to his mouth before popping.

Without waiting any further, he spun her around, pressing her front against the bed. The cool sheets bit into her heated skin, her breath fogging the surface as his body caged her in from behind. His hands were everywhere—one gripping her hip, the other tangling in her hair, yanking her head back just enough to expose the long line of her throat. He leaned in, his lips brushing the shell of her ear as his cock pressed against the cleft of her ass.

With one sharp thrust, he buried himself inside her to the hilt, stretching her around him in one brutal, claiming stroke. Thaleia moaned out, her body bowing under the force of it, her walls clenching tight around him as he bottomed out. Edward groaned, his hips snapping back before slamming into her again.

’Is this it?’ Thaleia wondered, her breath hitching as a wave of heat crested over her. ’Is this the ’pleasure’ he spoke of?’ It was thick, distracting, and threatened to drown the clarity she had spent years honing.

Then, the internal alarm of a practitioner rang out.

She felt her Core flicker. The physical intimacy was causing her Mana to stir in a way that was refine. The sensation was a snare, a beautiful silk trap designed to keep her grounded in the Adept realm, before Synchronization could begin.

Then, as if she could feel it, Edward began slowly releasing his Mana imbued essence, intitating the celestial needle technique.

"Thaleia," Edward called out. "Focus on your medrian and begin circulating my essence until it reaches your core."

Thaleia moaned and nodded, as Edward thrusted deeper into her. Within seconds, she began the Circulation. Her mind entered the expanse of her inner sea. She redirected the initial drops of his essence into her meridians, forcing the pleasurable energy into a steady, disciplined flow. The "pleasure" was stripped of its name and reduced to its base element: Yang energy.

But as she did, Thaleia could only moan, her voice breaking on every thrust as he pounded into her, his cock pistoning in and out of her with relentless precision. The sound of skin slapping skin filled the room, mingling with her breathless whimpers and the wet, obscene noises her body made every time he buried himself inside her.

"That’s it," he said, his hand leaving her hip to slide around her front, his fingers finding her clit. "Cum for me, Thaleia. Now."

She shattered with a broken cry, her body locking up as pleasure crashed over her, her pussy fluttering around his cock as she came, her release dripping down her thighs. Edward didn’t stop. He fucked her through it, his own release building as her walls milked him, her moans turning into a breathless, broken chant of his name.

Only when she went limp against the bed, her body spent and trembling, did he finally let himself go, his cock twitching deep inside her as he fully came with a guttural groan, filling her with thick, hot spurts of cum. His forehead pressed against the back of her shoulder, his breath ragged as he rode out the last waves of his orgasm, his hips stuttering against her ass.

For a long moment, the only sound in the room was their combined panting, the scent of sex thick in the air. Then, slowly, Edward pulled out, his cock glistening with their mixed release.

"That’s it," Edward said. "You have properly circulated my essence into your core."

Then Edward sat crossed legged and began cultivating his will to vibrate her core.

"Thaleia, start mediating, as I will begin your synchronization."