God Of Crafting

'Does she want more?' I thought, feeling the softness and the warmth of her skin as my fingers sank into her breasts as if to grab its core that was always there, yet also always just out of reach.

"What do you…?"

I raised my eyes, trying to ignore how Claire's nipple brushed against the palm of my hand.

"Focus!"

The look on Claire's face exactly matched her words as she stared up at me with an urging, distant look.

I raised my eyebrows for a moment before taking a deep breath and closing my eyes as I slowly blew most of the air in my lungs away, allowing the sinking of my chest to match how my mind sank down into my inner state.

And quite noticeably, my spiritual core which was dry as a bone before, has now suddenly activated.

Pushed by the feeling, I closed my fingers down, pushing my fingers deeper against Claire's springy flesh. And as if on a command, the dry-bone spiritual core of mine suddenly exploded in activity.

It wasn't on the level that would make it a viable technique in the midst of a battle… but still. It was on the level that allowed me to finally take a proper breath as the burden of my spiritual exhaustion was now no more.

"Woah…" I uttered a small cry as I realized what was going on… Only to then further realize another point. The likely reason behind the vanishing of all of my energy.

It was…

It was a chance to the very fabric of my core.

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Previously, it felt merely like just a zone where the scattered pieces of my core shattered all over. Now, however, it appeared as if my very own spiritual energy kind of sunk into the very structure of my core, reinforcing, reinvigorating it.

And now, it was as if this very surface of my core was now producing spiritual energy that first immediately rushed to further support the structure of my core, before finally starting to fill the core up.

It was a thin layer of energy, sure… but…

Just where did that energy come from?

'Maybe it builds off my excitement? Or maybe…?' Looking up from where I kept holding Claire's breast, I moved my eyes to her face… and then deeper, to the soul hidden behind the windows of her deep, brown eyes.

"We are not producing spiritual energy. We are merely attracting it," Claire sighed as she revealed, somehow reading up my thoughts… or maybe just knowing that I would be curious about the mechanism behind what was happening?

Even though we hadn't known each other THAT long yet, it would come as no surprise that she managed to learn how to read me well enough to do that.

"In a sense, it's a process similar to how people above the mortal realm cultivate, or maybe even those near the peak of their mortality. Either way, the truth of this technique is something we can't really replicate in any other way, not just yet."

Squinting my eyes, I reached up with my other hand and grabbed at Claire's other breast, nearly instantly causing her to squint her eyes as she raised her head a little while quickly moving her hand to cover her mouth and muffle the moan that quickly followed after my caress.

Even if it was just to test how this process was happening… it was still quite the thing to just grab a woman's chest, even if I did it with little if any sexual intent behind it.

'To think a day would come where I would train and grow stronger just by fiddling with my lover's tits…' I thought, resisting the desire to roll my eyes as I took my time to play around with Claire's bust.

Cultivation or not, just messing around with her breasts was something I had no desire to stop, especially when she was as willing to let me do it as she was right now!

"The way you are touching…" The hand covering Claire's mouth turned into loose fists as she curled up her fingers when just my touching proved nice enough to get a reaction out of her.

And as I continued to play around with Claire's chest, my reserves… No, our reserves of spiritual energy started to slowly grow.

We wouldn't reach the peak of our current potential anytime soon, given just how massively the potential of our cultivation raised when jumping from the fifth to the sixth stage… With time, after a few nights of passionately cuddling together, we would be sure to get right back to our peak state!

"To be honest," Claire lowered her hand from her mouth only to place it down on my wrist as she held up my hand over her chest, "this might be just the most efficient way for us to train for the foreseeable future, especially with how the effectiveness of doing so is bound to decrease once we reach higher stages…"

On one hand, this was a normal, rational, and perfectly natural statement. But once one realized the other meaning hidden behind the face of what Claire just suggested…

'So… we are going to screw like rabbits for as long as it will take us to fill our current potential?' I raised one of my eyebrows as I judged the idea in my mind. And quite frankly, no matter how many seconds I took to think it through… this deal appeared not to have any real downsides whatsoever.

'Especially when I'm so desperate to keep our relationship perfectly active and energetic,' I thought as I used Claire's boobs for a handle of sorts of her chest, pulling her just a little bit closer necessary for me to find her lips within the reach of my mouth.

Leaning down, I moved my hands from Claire's chest to her waist, holding her in place as I pressed my lips against hers, unwilling to even attempt to resist the desire to kiss her.

It felt too natural, too obvious, too… right for the moment to even think about resisting this urge. And judging by how readily Claire responded, she was of the same opinion on the matter.

And so, even with all the excitement of our cultivation changing to a much more sturdy and effective form…all we could soon think about was limited to pretty much just the lips of the other.

"Haaaa…." I breathed out a long sigh when I finally managed to gather my wits and gently push Claire away.

"Hmm?" Puzzled by my action, she only leaned her head over to the side while giving me a questioning look, not sure why I would want to put a stop to our make-out session.

"I wish we could go for it… But quite honestly, I don't think we have the time for it."

I wasn't just trying to find a way to escape from Claire's affection. In fact, why would I wish to do that in the first place?

No, my time-related concerns were real. Because of how puzzling it was for me to figure out the time when I just woke up, when I put the phone down after my call with my uncle, I just couldn't help but take a glance at the clock. novel-hosted-NovelFire