Read I Only Summon Villainesses Chapter 180: [Sculptor’s Gift]

Chapter 180: [Sculptor’s Gift]

After the intense session, I staggered back and sat on the cold floor for a few minutes. Even though [Infinite Vitality] was at work, my heart still hammered against my ribs, and my breath came in ragged pulls that echoed off the walls.

Everything needed to calm down.

I used the time to focus on the flood of notifications I’d muted during the past few hours. They’d been piling up at the edge of my awareness like an impatient audience, and now they demanded attention.

[Notice: Yin and Yang Spirit Energy has perfectly harmonized]

[Threshold Surpassed: The River of Spirit Essence from the Spirit Realm has opened]

[Your Spirit Essence has increased]

[Your Main Attribute: Infinite Vitality has leveled up]

[Your Main Attribute has reached Max Level for current Tier]

[This is the requirement to develop your Basic Tier attribute: Infinite Vitality to Advanced Tier Attribute: Vitality Aura: Fuck an older lady for 7 hours without stopping]

[Your Main Attribute: Perfect Fit has leveled up]

[Your Main Attribute: Perfect Fit has reached Max Level for current Tier]

[This is the requirement to develop your Basic Tier attribute: Perfect Fit to Advanced Tier Attribute: Sculptor’s Gift: Connect with a woman’s body on a deeper level]

[This Requirement has been met]

[Perfect Fit Lv. 20 (Basic Tier) has developed to Sculptor’s Gift Lv. 1 (Advanced Tier)]

[Increase proficiency to Lv. 50 to develop it to the next Tier]

I stared at the cascade of panels… shocked.

At first, the sheer number of notifications overwhelmed everything else. But once I caught wind of what they actually said, I couldn’t unsee it.

The first requirement was bizarre. The second one, though — that was far more interesting.

’I think the requirement was met when I used Enhanced Hearing.’

That moment of connection, sensing every minute response in her body.

’Talk about luck.’

Somehow the lodestar had taken that into account, and it had earned me [Perfect Fit]’s evolution. What was now [Sculptor’s Gift].

’Interesting attribute title…’

There was something I partially understood from skimming the information. The level cap for Basic tier was twenty, and for Advanced tier it was fifty. When an attribute evolved, proficiency reset to level one — meaning I’d have to grind it all the way back up to fifty before the next evolution became possible.

This was a genuinely useful upgrade to my collection of information. I wasn’t leveling up blindly anymore.

I pulled up the details on the new attribute.

[Sculptor’s Gift]

The Attribute now reads not just the body, but the mind and emotional state. Your member adapts to provide not just physical perfection, but the fantasy of your sexual partner. From feeling exactly like a remembered lover to a dream ideal or a novel sensation they secretly crave. It can also shift to provide comfort, safety, or deep emotional connection as needed. This enables adaptation beyond size to texture, curvature, and firmness.

’Oh…’

Oh. How truly interesting.

So it simply meant that not only could I adjust my cock to fit perfectly—I could now adjust it to match whatever fantasy lived in my partner’s head. Their ideal. Their secret craving. Whatever they needed most.

’God, why can’t I have a female with this exact power who’d be easy for me to fuck?’

At this point, I strongly suspected that the lodestar was some female ego that just wanted me running around satisfying women. Every upgrade, every requirement, every advancement — all designed around their pleasure.

Because they left no room for me at all.

What’s in all of this for me?!

I exhaled slowly, the frustration bleeding out with my breath. I was still naked on the cold floor, and Yuan lay slumped over the table where I’d left her — completely unconscious. When I looked at her properly, I noticed how awkward and uncomfortable her position must be. Her neck was bent at an odd angle, her arm dangling off the edge.

I rose and carried her to the upper bed, settling her onto the mattress. She didn’t stir.

Afterwards, I grabbed my clothes and stepped out into the hallway, my mind already circling back to the development requirement for [Infinite Vitality].

’I really need to have sex for seven hours? How is that even possible?’

Even Yuan and I — fucking from last night well into the midnight hours — hadn’t reached seven hours. We’d had breaks. We’d woken up at some point and continued. If you stacked all the actual time spent together, maybe it approached that amount.

’No… I don’t think so.’

Because the thing with Yuan was this: whenever I handled her, she was always in a hurry to climax. Her body responded almost too eagerly, rushing toward the edge like it couldn’t wait to fall. Which was satisfying, absolutely. It filled me with deep satisfaction to know her body was that vulnerable to me, that responsive to what I did.

But it also meant she burned out fast.

I was going to need another candidate to upgrade this skill.

I thought about Kassie as I walked through the hallway, the cool air pleasant against my skin.

’Hmm, Kassie…’

She could be a very good candidate. But I didn’t know if she’d last that long — if she could take my cock for even one hour without giving out.

’She fainted last time too.’

I shook my head. It was almost pitiful. Kassie was a warlord, formidable in her own right, and yet one round had already knocked her unconscious. Something similar had happened with Yuan initially, but she’d adjusted quickly. It had taken thirteen rounds to make her pass out again.

Perhaps things could improve with Kassie in the same way. But it would certainly take time — time I might not have if I wanted to advance efficiently.

Then I thought about Nisha.

’She also passed out…’

Plus, with her recent change in attitude, approaching her felt dangerous. Something had shifted between us, and I wasn’t sure what. Making a move toward her now could backfire badly.

I tore my mind away from her.

Then I thought about Magdalene.

’Ah…’

That was probably the most dangerous option of all. But she was also the most unknown. A wild card.

If there was anyone who could fuck me for seven hours without fainting, I suspected it might be her. With that defiant nature, that stubborn personality — she’d probably refuse to pass out just to spite me. She’d be a defiant, stubborn presence in bed, fighting to outlast me out of sheer willfulness.

Maybe… just maybe, with her I could meet this requirement.

But the question remained: how?

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