God Of Crafting

The trip turned out to be much more interesting than whatever its goal might be.

It felt… depraved, holding Claire's head down as her lips wrapped around the bottom of my dick.

Especially with how she kept her glasses up, the sense of doing something amoral to a girl THAT adorably innocent came with a whole thrill on its own.

My fingers sank deeper into her lush, brown hair. The curve of her head fit just so perfectly in the palms of my hands. And her hands…

Rather than distracting me with her hands, Claire made it clear that she wanted me to focus on her lips alone. And so, rather than teasing me in any other fancy or unorthodox way, Claire clutched her arms around my waist, holding herself firmly in place.

By now, however, the fun was quickly coming to an end.

"Haaa…." I released a long, weary moan, feeling exhausted now that Claire had sucked the soul out of my balls with an admirable level of determination.

"You will be arriving in… one… minute."

The distinct breaks in the voice made it clear it was the GPS talking.

A whole minute, huh?

Looking down, I found Claire's upturned gaze and her deep, brown eyes.

And with her face still tightly warped around my dick Claire made the last effort to suck every last drop still left in me.

"God… damn…"

I was so spent, that I couldn't even say two words on a single breath. And looking down, at how Claire's eyes turned from cloudy and unfocused to just dreamy as she now slowly pulled out only to reveal a satisfied smile of a conqueror as she rose back up to her knees.

Reaching out, I grabbed a piece of whatever before quickly moving to clean the mix of spit and cum that stuck to the corners of Claire's face, and inevitably, as I did so, I ended up caressing her chin.

"Thanks," I breathed out while taking my time to bring all my senses back together. "That was insane."

Breathe in and breathe out.

For a short while, that was all that I had to… and all that I could follow. Yet, with the contribution of my spiritual energy, my strength returned much faster than I would naturally do.

"I'm happy to hear that," Claire mused only to then beam her acomplished smile as if she wanted to blind me.

But there wasn't enough time for me to get amazed over how wonderful… no, insane of a woman Clarie was.

Because our car just come to a stop, forcing me to pull my pants back up before ensuring again that Claire's face was now clean and fitting for the outside world.

"Now, is this the good time to ask what this place is supposed to be?" I asked, as we gathered our stuff and prepared to get out.

"One of the few reservations that the city sponsors in the area," Clarie explained as she fixed her clothes before opening the doors and walking out. "This is where cultivators can go and train out in the open. In a sense," the girl's face suddenly grew profound, "it's a fleeting fragment of how the world used to be."

Walking out of the car, I could tell that the place was… not the same as all the other places I reached previously. The air here simply felt different, lighter.

As if the quality of the spiritual energy, somehow, was of an entirely different grade here.

'Wait, but how…'

It wasn't a matter of concentration. It wasn't even a matter of purity. It was more like…

More as if the usual resistance of the Qi in the air was merely a fraction of its normal level, which compensated for the fact of the spiritual energy being much more diluted, lacking in essence as it spread thinly over a vast area of what turned out to be an ancient hunting ground.

"This is Fantasia, the biggest reservation, a fragment of the world long gone. A place where you can let your spiritual energy run wild while you hunt prey that can provide you with valuable loot. Just keep in mind," Claire turned slightly to the side as she led us all the way up to a makeshift viewing platform overlooking the massive forest stretching out into the distance.

She then gave me a long, side-eye.

"The world beyond that border," she pointed out at a nearby line of cleared trees and vegetation, beyond which I couldn't really reach with my mana sense. "It truly is ancient. As such, the rule of the normal laws no longer apply, for civilization cannot realistically handle what's inside."

That… I could imagine.

Because the more I thought about it, the better I was starting to connect the dots of various bits of knowledge to create a semblance of a greater picture.

If, as I said myself under the influence of my weird ability, spiritual energy was just a sum-total of the leftover will of all those who partake in it… Then the weird nature of this place could be easily explained.

Here, there were only a handful of wills, be it humans or beastial, that affected the essence of the spiritual energy. Yet, quite obviously, all of those sparse wills were much more focused and concentrated than anything one could expect to witness back in a modern city.

As such, while the energy in this place was extremely, extremely potent… it was also so sparse, that the extremes pretty much covered for each other, making any attempt at cultivation in this place bear pretty much the same results as doing so would bring back in the modern world.

But just like Claire pointed out, killing the beasts roaming this place meant obtaining valuable loot… from one of the few beings who are qualified enough to affect such unwieldy power of local will!

"In other words…" Claire suddenly spoke up again, forcing me out of my train of thought. Yet, after a momentary glint on her face, she shook her head and dismissed the topic.

"Well, I've brought you here so that you can take a look and internalize what this place is all about. And there's no way I'm going to let you enter here, not before you finish that weapon of yours," she then added with a strangely deep, yet emotionless smile.

'Is it just me, or is she acting just slightly off?'

Before I could confirm or disprove my gut feeling, however, Claire turned around on her heel while grabbing my hand, only to then pull me ahead, straight back to where we left the car.

"I brought you here so that you will know what to expect when we go for a hunt later on."

Once again, a part of today that I was never consulted about before. And while the idea of just going hunting already struck me as slightly odd, when combined with Claire's strange vibe…

"Yeah," I nodded my head before looking over my shoulder and casting a fleeting, strangely longing glance towards the mystical woods, untouched by all that humankind achieved in the recent centuries, ever since the beginning of the rapid development of the industrial revolution.

"And honestly," I smirked a little as a darker undertone suddenly poisoned my thoughts, "I cannot wait."