Weird Way to Cultivate
Copyright© 2026 by Aphelious
Chapter 18: Visitors
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 18: Visitors - In this world, cultivators and mages fought for thousands of years to prove who was stronger. Cultivators could live very long and kept getting more powerful over time, while mages died much sooner even with special potions. Because of this, cultivators slowly became much stronger and mages lost their old power. Then a poor young boy from a small village got a special system that lets him become stronger by doing perverted things, and it all started when he accidentally saw his mother fingering
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Vladimir then open his status, as a floating transparent panel appeared before him.
[Name: Vladimir Valenor
Level: 2 (140/200)
Physique: Mana Sovereign Physique
Path: Mage
Race: Human
Title: None
Money: 220 Silver Solaris
Ero Points: 500
Free points: 2
Attributes: Magic Power [17] | Mana [1,000/1,000] | Strength [23->25] | Defense [22->24] | Constitution [20] | Intelligence [17] | Agility [21] | Luck [5]
Affinity: None
Skills: Iron Rod[1] | Gentle Bliss[1]
Passive Skills: None]
As he looked at his stats he noticed that he was 30% away from leveling up, what he noticed is theirs an arrow sign in his attributes.
Both his strength and defense was added by at least 2 points without leveling up or using his free points.
“System, how did both my attributes increase?” Vladimir asked the system again, feeling baffled.
[It is related to your physique and one of its passive traits: Mana Breathing.]
[As you circulate mana through your body during rest or training, your muscle fibers are continuously refined and reinforced. This not only increases your Strength, but also enhances your body’s natural resistance, slightly boosting your Defense.]
Vladimir blinked. “So I’m getting stronger ... just by breathing mana?”
[Correct. As long as the passive remains active, your body will gradually evolve. Think of it as unconscious training, your mana does the work even when you’re unaware.]
[But little Vladimir remember this, the results may vary depending on environment, like mana density, and physical activity.]
Understanding the system, Vladimir nodded, signaling that he understood.
“Little sis, why don’t you take a bath first? You’re all sweaty right now,” Vladimir said.
Seraphina nodded in agreement, feeling a bit uncomfortable herself. Without hesitation, she ran inside the house, and Vladimir watched her as she went.
As she ran, a trail of glistening arousal dripped between her thighs, leaving faint, wet spots on the floor.
Vladimir’s gaze lingered for a moment before he knelt to pick up the clothes she forgotten to take.
He lifted the soft fabric of her pajama bottoms, his eyes immediately drawn to the visibly damp patch at the crotch.
Out of habit, or perhaps curiosity, his fingers brushed across it. A slick, warm sensation clung to his skin.
Bringing it closer to his face, he inhaled softly. The scent was very familiar, intoxicating, and nearly identical to his mother.
After briefly savoring the scent, he turned away, folding the garments with care before walking them to the laundry rack.
He also added his own clothes to the pile, still soaked in sweat and laced with the faint, creamy traces of earlier activity.
Once everything was finished, Vladimir went to the back of the house to bathe it was close to the well.
He tossed a bucket into it and used the rope to draw water up.
As he pulled, the muscles in his arms tightened, and even the faint outlines of his abs became visible.
Even though he appeared small, his physique was surprisingly well-developed for someone his age.
It wasn’t bulky, but it was balanced just enough to show that he didn’t look like a walking skeleton.
As he splashed the wooden bucket of water over himself, the cold and refreshing sensation washed over his body.
After finishing his bath, he returned to his room and found his sister already fully dressed.
After picking up the last piece of his clothing, Vladimir closed the closet with a soft click.
Seraphina feeling bored and restless, she decided to entertain herself with his already limp little brother.
With just a stroke in its shaft it began to rise like an indomitable human spirit.
Vladimir didn’t protest. He simply lay back on the bed, arms relaxed behind his head, watching as Seraphina leaned over him, her lips wrapping around his shaft kissing it from time to time.
If the two of them left their mother would be worried since they have not asked for permission to leave so they just wait.
After several rounds of sucking and playful teasing, the room had grown heavy with heat.
Seraphina was still stretched out across his thighs, her lips wrapped lovingly around the flushed head of his cock, her tongue lazily swirling along the shaft like she wasn’t ready to stop.
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