As the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in gold and crimson, Max heard a soft voice call out from downstairs.
"Young Master, dinner is ready."
He blinked, emerging from a whirlpool of thoughts. The day had already brought so many revelations: a hidden world, forbidden bloodlines, and a pendant containing lost cultivation techniques. Now, it was time to process everything over a meal.
He walked down the stairs, still a bit dazed, but the moment he laid eyes on Maria—his thoughts froze.
She was standing near the table, dressed in a flowing, semi-transparent gown that shimmered like moonlight. Beneath it, a glimpse of something alluring—barely hidden—caught his breath. His steps paused. His gaze, unbidden, wandered. For a brief second, he wasn't sure if this was reality or some illusion from the pendant messing with his head.
"Y-You…" he muttered, his face turning beet red. Even his body responded—he quickly turned his face away.
Maria giggled softly, a teasing glint in her eye. "Young Master, why are you frozen? Why not have some… light snacks before the full meal tonight?"
Max nearly choked on air. His thoughts were a mess.
'She's doing this on purpose!'
But instead of backing away, he clenched his jaw, took a deep breath, and thought, "Fine. If she's setting fire, I'll be the storm that burns it all down. Let's see who teases who tonight."
He shook off his thoughts and tried to regain some composure. They sat down to eat, but the air between them was charged—thick with unspoken emotion and playful tension.
While eating, Maria became a little more serious. "Young Master, I wanted to tell you something important before… before anything happens between us."
Max raised an eyebrow. Her expression wasn't joking now.
"I was born with a rare bloodline from the higher realm," she said, lowering her voice. "Your mother gave me a special pill before she left—it didn't awaken my full bloodline, but it pushed it closer. That's why I seem… different today."
Max nodded. That explained the new aura around her. He thought back to his own situation and remembered something he'd read in his mother's letter. "She didn't give me a bloodline pill," he said. "She said… my bloodline is a taboo. Dangerous. I don't even know its name."
Maria's eyes widened, then softened with sympathy. "Then it makes sense why she asked you to stay hidden. If any powerful cultivator from the higher realms senses it…"
"I won't make it to her," Max said, finishing her sentence with a sigh.
She nodded. "But I'll help you. Your mother also left me specific instructions. My cultivation has been sealed—on purpose. Each time you break through a realm, I'm allowed to unseal one stage of my own cultivation. That way, I won't overwhelm you in dual cultivation. I can only support you if I'm close to your level."
Max stared at her, a little stunned by the planning involved.
"So… you're Qi Gathering now?"
She nodded with a proud smile. "Exactly one level above you. Just enough to guide you… not too much to crush you."
Max scratched the back of his head and grinned. "Sounds like a good balance."
Dinner continued with lighter conversation, but in Max's mind, a storm was brewing. The night ahead was something he never imagined facing so soon.
When dinner was over, he climbed the stairs two at a time, his heart thumping for reasons he couldn't quite name. Excitement? Nervousness? Curiosity?
He barely had time to sit when he heard a gentle knock.
Click.
Maria stepped in. She wore the same gown—but now her hair was untied, flowing like a waterfall, and her eyes glowed faintly under the moonlight that peeked through the curtains.
"Young Master…" she said softly. "Please… be kind to me."
Then, she handed him two jade bottles—one red, one blue.
Max blinked. "What are these?"
She smiled, though it carried a hidden tension. "Your mother instructed us to drink these before our first dual cultivation. They'll synchronize our spiritual channels. The red is mine. The blue is yours."
Max accepted it, still skeptical, but trusting his mother's plans. They both sat cross-legged, facing each other. The moonlight bathed the room in calm light. Max took a deep breath and drank.
And then—
Fire.
Not literal fire, but it might as well have been. A strange heat surged through Max's veins, concentrated in his core and limbs. He gritted his teeth, resisting the urge to scream. His heart pounded wildly. Every fiber of his being seemed to twist, burn, and shift.
He groaned, clutching his chest. Something felt… off.
After what felt like an eternity, the burning faded. Max opened his eyes and immediately noticed something was very, very wrong.
"What the hell…?"
His body felt light—too light. His limbs, soft. His center of gravity felt lower. He staggered to his feet and rushed to a mirror—and gasped.
His once lean and athletic frame now had curves.
Real curves.
His shoulders had narrowed. His waist had slimmed. His hips… weren't what they used to be. He looked down and froze. Two small—but noticeable—bumps now pressed under his shirt.
"W-What the hell is this!?" he yelped, voice cracking with shock.
Maria stood nearby, looking calm—too calm.
"I know," she said gently. "Your body reacted… differently."
"D-Differently!? I look like a—"
"You're still you, Max," she assured him. "But the medicine your mother prepared… it was a spiritual converter. It didn't just synchronize our energies—it tried to balance our bloodlines. That's what your body needed to begin accepting the dual cultivation technique."
Max looked at her, disbelief all over his now softer features. "Why didn't it affect you like this?"
Maria stepped forward and lifted her hand. "It did," she said calmly.
A spark of spiritual power flickered in her palm. Her skin shimmered, her features sharper. Her muscles were more toned. She looked… battle-ready. More like a warrior than a seductress now.
"The medicine pushed my body closer to its awakened state," she explained. "But for you… it started unlocking your bloodline. A taboo bloodline doesn't follow rules. It does what it wants, how it wants."
Max collapsed into the chair behind him, still stunned. "So I've got… changes ahead?"
Max looked at Maria; her body had grown somewhat tall and firm, with light abs and curves. She had grown into his dream-like figure, and he couldn't wait to "eat" her, but now his "little dragon" had shrunk to only two inches.
Max was waiting, unsure of what to do, when Maria suddenly kissed him. Their bodies met. Max's hands roamed over all her curves, and he couldn't help but squeeze her "big melons." She moaned. Maria intensified the kiss; they both exchanged saliva, and their bodies started to heat up.
All Max's clothes fell off. He felt embarrassed about how to tell her that his "little dragon" was now only two inches. Maria didn't wait for him to speak; she started to remove her remaining clothes. Only then did he realize that Maria had an "extra little dragon." How could a woman have a man's things? In short, Max thought more and finally concluded that she might be a futanari, like in the fantasy novels he read, because on closer inspection, she had both male and female characteristics.
She didn't wait; she lunged at him, her body giggling. Max's hands went to her butt.
Maria's hands went to Max's head, forcing him to drink Maria's milk.
Max buried his head between the mountains, licking and drinking milk. His body heated to the limit; he couldn't take it anymore, but his "little dragon" hadn't gotten hard. He didn't know what to do. Then he saw Maria pushing him onto the bed. He obeyed her. Then he saw her "little dragon" get hard and bigger; it was nine inches. She said, "Young Master, please lube it," and she thrust her "dragon" into his mouth. Max's mind went blank with humiliation, and he didn't know what to think. He only choked. Maria put her hands on his head and kept thrusting. After some time, she removed it and said, "Young Master, be ready to break through," and turned Max onto all fours.
Maria placed her "dragon" on Max's entrance and, without waiting for approval, thrust it deep.
Max moaned like a "little bitch"; this time, his moans were full of pleasure. He lost his mind. The night continued. Maria helped him experience pleasure all night. Max begged for mercy, but Maria didn't stop. She said it was all for his breakthrough.
After a crazy night, both fell asleep.