Capítulo 15: Chapter 15 – Entering the Qi Condensation Stage

There was a slow circulation of Qi in my body, but it was a weak flow barely at the girth of a thread.

"You should have enough Qi to break through to the first stage at once, make the Qi rotate like a bullet in your meridians, it should cut all the impurities away."

I willed the Qi to rotate like she described and regretted following her words immediately. The pain was excruciating as if someone took those impurities off my spiritual veins with a chisel.

"ARGH!" I groaned in pain, but Nyssa held my shoulders and stabilized me, preventing me from falling.

"It hurts, but you must concentrate! You can break through to the first stage!"

'It's merely the first stage, if I fail now with the support of an expert by my side, I'd be worse than a pig,' I thought to myself as I clenched my jaws and forced myself to keep going despite the agony. I was not that much of a chad who remains unbothered by pain, but her presence calmed me, encouraged me to prove her trust in me right.

The meridians were slowly and thoroughly cleaned. I adjusted to the situation, making the thread move in circular motions to keep removing the filth that blocked my future to cultivation. The Qi was turning thinner in every moment, consumed by my usage.

"I'm almost done," I let out another deep sigh.

"Yes, Babe, you can finish!"

"Argh, I'm close!"

"Keep going, hun!"

We didn't notice anything weird about the situation, just a man groaning in pain and a woman encouraging him to see it through.

It was eventually over, and I could imagine my meridians being sparkling clean after my endeavor. It was then that the acrid scent hit my nostrils out of nowhere. I did not notice it to that point in my concentration, but it overwhelmed me as soon as I came back to my senses.

"EW!" I grimaced in disgust and opened my eyes, afraid to find out what the hell Nyssa did that made the room smell so bad. I swore to myself I would love her no matter what she just did. Nobody is perfect. I will not even mention it, I will pretend nothing happened so she won't be embarrassed.

To my surprise, I noticed something sticky and gooey all over my skin, soaking my clothes in this disgusting matter. Even my eyelids felt heavy and I stopped myself from wiping them with the back of my hand at the last moment when I noticed it was filled with more of this stuff.

"Haha, you only noticed it now? Your concentration abilities are impressive, how can you be so bad at school?" She giggled and wiped my eyes for me, ignoring the nasty thing like it was normal dirt that she was touching.

Her acceptance made me feel awkward for even thinking it came from her. Good thing she can't read my mind. I mean, she can't read my mind, right?

I looked at her carefully, and I only saw genuine happiness at my ascendance from my lowly status as a mortal. Those are my words, by the way, and they are cynical. I never felt like she looked down on me for being a normal human.

"Ahm, this is this and that is that. There's no correlation between cultivation abilities and school abilities," I made up something that sounded scientific as though I performed research with hundreds of subjects. "Anyway, what is this black thing?" I didn't have to point at it since it covered me entirely.

"This is the manifestation of your impurities. After cleaning them from your meridians they came out through your pores. It's a great amount, it means you have purified yourself well."

She smiled and explained. If not for her cute little nose twitching a little, I might have thought she couldn't tell how bad it was.

"You should have told me about it, my clothes are ruined," I complained softly. I had no idea if a washing machine could clean it, and didn't plan to check. It'd probably ruin the machine, which was more expensive than a new set of clothes. At least when it came to my clothes. Her dress most likely cost more than our washing machine.

"You'd never achieve that concentration if you sat naked in front of me holding your balls in your hands," she shrugged and I knew it was true even without the last part.

"Hm, you mean you'd struggle to stay focused while instructing me," I teased back.

"Hmph," she refrained from answering altogether.

I took off my clothes, throwing them on the carpet. "I guess they will have to throw that carpet after all, huh," I sighed. This carpet carried the marks of my first time, it had a deep sentimental value.

"Want me to keep it in my storage ring?" She suggested with a little smirk that shared a secret.

"Haha," I laughed at the idea of keeping the first carpet to absorb our combined juices, but I gave up on it on my next breath. "No, it's stinky," I wrinkled my nose and dismissed the sentimental value. I cannot stress enough how bad it smelled. I felt like someone shoved fresh… never mind, it was just disgusting.

"Okay. Let me help you clean up," she suggested and I nodded in return. She waved her hand and everything was coated in ice. I was ready to feel the frost covering my body, but somehow it didn't happen. Well, it did, but I didn't feel it as cold as I expected, just a bit chilly.

"Hmm, this is the effect of my new affinity with ice," I pondered out loud as the frozen dirt dropped off my body like small stones now that it was all solid. I still smelled bad as that ice apparently did not have a soap effect, but at least I could wear clothes without turning them into rubbish.

"Wait, I have no clothes now!" I exclaimed when I realized the crux of the problem. I did not have a stock of clothes in a magical ring!

My lover's eyes sparkled with amusement which told me she was waiting for me to notice this obstacle. Yes, we have been together only for an hour or two, but I'm never letting her go, so she's officially my lover.

"Wait, could it be that you have a way to solve this?" I arched an eyebrow at her, knowing she wouldn't gloat if I faced a real difficulty. I saw she planned on enjoying every bit of it.

"Hehe, are you sure you want a solution? You seemed happy at the thought of going home naked," she giggled as she feasted her eyes on my body. It seemed a bit exaggerated, making me look too.

"My body is so shapely now!" I gaped at myself. The excess fat that I could not get rid of all this time was now gone, probably melted into the legendary carpet that took on itself all my problems. I felt indebted to it by now.

"Of course, your body was practically upgraded to a new and better version of itself. You can still improve yourself by making an effort, so don't be lazy."

It probably meant that I could get even more muscular if I broke through to the next stage. Good news.

I still did not forget her attempt at teasing me, and my revenge was yet to come. Walking to her side, standing so close my chest pressed against her shoulder. "But if you want me to be naked because you can't take your eyes off my body, you can ask. I might consider it."

A handful of butt, that's the only description I have for what gripping this belle's butt felt like. A handful of soft, juicy, tempting butt.

"Mm, I- I can take my eyes off your body whenever I want," she mumbled, fighting her urge to send a hand to my arm but settling on just brushing against it 'accidentally'.

"Then take them off."

Nyssa was a cutie pie, but she opened this war, she doesn't get to walk away from it. I never felt this comfortable around a woman before. This sense of playfulness felt novel, and it was addictive.

"I will, later, when I want to," she placed her cheek against my chest and I melted under her touch. Who said sugar melts easily? So far this sugar made me melt instead. Ah, I will surrender this time.

"Babe, about the clothes...?" Yeah, still needed those.

"I have some baggy clothes like oversized hoodies. You can use them."

She pulled out matching pants and a hoodie. I quickly wore the white pair, going commando, not before her unbridled giggles as she offered me to try on her panties, which I respectfully declined.

"I'm all set, are you ready to go? I can't wait to have a shower and smell like a decent human being again."

"Yes. Wait, shouldn't you ask me something first?" She pouted, and I knew what she was talking about since I had been trying to come up with an elegant way to do it ever since the first time I laid my eyes on her.

Should I say 'may I'? Or "give me"? maybe find a clever pun? No, nobody likes those.

It took a single glance into her angelic blue eyes to know none of it mattered. She wanted me to ask, and I wanted it. In this situation, the phrasing had no meaning.

"Give me your phone number," I followed my urge and hugged her once more.