"Yes, hnghh... Do it just like that."

A woman sat on top of a naked man and despite their precarious positions and the slightly suggestive sounds coming from the man their actions were anything but. It was simply a servant giving her master a massage. Now was their relationship innocent? Not. The dress she was wearing was made for 'whores' who prowled the streets to cultivate men. As such her 'dress' ended partway past her rear baring her privates for the world to see. To add to her lewd appearance she had no undergarments and anyone could see the fruits of her latest coupling with her master. However, the smile on her face was not that of a satisfied whore or resigned slave but a maiden in love. There was an innocence to her fairy-like beauty despite the appearance she bore. One might say it was because she had just turned 17 and still had growth left in her. But the world and more importantly she herself knew, this was because of much her master doted on her.

People called her naive, a slave who did not know her place in life, a toy kept around out of amusement before her inevitable consumption. She did not know better and believed most of that was true, but the one thing she knew in the very depth of her soul: Her master cared.

She would not dare call it love, she was too unworthy of her master to even think of such fallacy. However, she had lived to experience what happened to girls like her, gifted but unable to cultivate due to a defect or lack of resources. When her family had sold her, she expected her fate to be the same. Her gift was sucked dry by dual cultivation and her corpse was thrown out like the bodies she had seen in the forest. That was her fate, she had accepted that to be her ultimate calling, to be offered up like cattle so that the rest of her family could lead better lives.

What she got was care that went far far past what she considered spoiling, given more pleasure than she thought was possible, and finally, a master that gave her a life she did not know she could have for herself or even knew she wanted. She now walked a cultivator's path and not of a regular cultivator(even that would have been a blessing beyond her wildest dreams) because his master had more love than sense, her master had gifted her a part of his soul and turned her into a heaven's chosen. It was a gift so great that even princesses would cry tears of blood in jealousy. For some reason, even this was not enough for her master like a benevolent deity she was granted one of the greatest wishes cultivators everywhere would sacrifice their whole families for, immortality. Her master had tried to play it off and explain how it made her a slave so great that she would serve him across all lifetimes and even in death she could not escape her servitude. Cultivators went through tribulations that shattered realms to gain immortality, they made deals with horrors selling their souls away for even a promise of that power and she had gained it just like that, all she had to do was live her life and her master would bear all the hardships for her. Even the labor of cultivation was removed as she would automatically break through the moment her master did so. Her path of ascension had been boiled down to mastering spiritual artes and her heavenly abilities.

She knew asking for anything more would be like asking the heavens to smite her but she was in a crisis. She had acted more like a lover than a maid and maybe that was why her master was looking for another woman. She did not care if her master took more lovers, an evil part of her relished how she would be closer than any wife he would ever have in the future. But he did not want a wife or lover he wanted another maid just like her. She did not want to lose her spot, her master's love was the best thing in her life and if it shifted to someone else her will to live would go with it. But she was not worthy to voice her complaints all she could was push harder and be better than the new vixen so that her place was secured as master's little bunny.

"Something on your mind."

Simon Zeng knew what was wrong with his little sex pet. The horny little bunny was worried that he would shift his attention to the new girl he was getting ready to get and as clingy as she was did not like the idea of sharing him. But as a reincarnator who only practiced dual cultivation, he needed more human cauldrons otherwise he could not make a major breakthrough. He would be stuck at the foundation realm eternally without another cauldron but compared to the myriad of treasures and elixirs most cultivators needed his was pretty much a walk in the park. Get a girl get stronger.

On the flip side, his unique cultivation method prevented him from practicing any martial or spiritual artes. He relied on his breakthrough abilities which made him weaker than most cultivators of his level not to mention any of heaven's chosen. Thankfully each of his cauldrons was essentially immortal resurrecting artifacts which helped level the playing field. Not that he was forced to use Bai Qing in combat yet, he may not be able to practice any arte but his breakthrough abilities were godlike but he knew he could not crutch on them forever.

"No..." came the shy reply.

Simon really enjoyed the juxtaposition of little Bai. She acted like a wanton needy whore and often showed off her cauldron status with her looks and deeds. But when it came to affection or regular conversation with him she turned into a virginal maiden.

"Don't lie. You are worried I will replace you, aren't you?" I asked, shifting from my body to sit her on my lap as I started running my hand through her hair. This usually took all the tension out of her and she turned to her sex bunny self.

"I don't want master to have someone else..." she said quietly.

"Oh... Do you not want your master to get stronger?"

This made her turn face to me, her eyes wide in surprise.

"Master needs them for his cultivation? Why did master not say so? Your servant will go get one right now." her tone flipped instantly, the need for cultivation was so ingrained in this society that even Bai Qing's possessive nature came second. she started squirming in my lap and despite our difference in size and physique, she was physically stronger than me. Translucent tendrils emanated from my body and engulfed her form locking her in place.

"All in due time, we need to find the right person for our little family, no need to rush."

This calmed her down and she calmed down before her mind completely went to the gutter and she started rubbing herself on me trying to get me in the mood.

I chuckled in amusement as she guided my growing manhood into her slit. Pleasure and affection were so lacking in this world that even this which can be technically considered grooming and sexual slavery was considered wholesome and envious. Well, their loss is my gain, my immortal path is the path of women and I will live it to its fullest.