Peach Blossom Dual Cultivation

Zhou Lang’s movements were incredibly gentle. Sensing Zhao Xiaorou’s inexperience, he knew he had to be careful not to be too rough.

Zhao Xiaorou had already decided that Zhou Lang was her man, so she didn’t resist his kiss.

Some things come naturally. At first, Zhao Xiaorou was entirely passive, but gradually, she tentatively extended her tongue into Zhou Lang’s mouth, beginning to respond.

Their breathing grew heavier in the bathroom.

Zhou Lang began to gently guide Zhao Xiaorou. Having kissed women like Xiao Xi, Ivanova, and Li Mengxue before, he was far more experienced than Zhao Xiaorou.

Zhao Xiaorou started to enjoy the moment’s sweetness, becoming more proactive. Their kiss intensified, and the depth of their interaction deepened.

Zhou Lang, no stranger to physical intimacy, wasn’t content with just kissing. His hands slowly moved from Zhao Xiaorou’s waist to her chest, beginning to explore.

“No wonder Xiaorou is so confident—her chest is as impressive as Ivanova’s,” Zhou Lang thought as his hands made contact with the soft flesh. His heart stirred; Zhao Xiaorou’s body felt incredible to touch.

Zhao Xiaorou trembled under his caresses, struggling to contain herself.

Soon, their clothes began to disappear, and finally, they stood completely bare before each other.

Zhou Lang looked at Zhao Xiaorou’s body in awe—her flawless skin, the curve of her hips, the swell of her breasts. He couldn’t resist any longer and lowered his head to take one of her nipples into his mouth. Zhao Xiaorou gasped at the sensation, her entire body tingling with pleasure. Zhou Lang moved to the other breast, sucking and nibbling, as he massaged Zhao Xiaorou’s stomach and thighs with his hands. She moaned softly, arching her back towards him.

…

It took nearly an hour for them to finish their bath.

At a critical moment, Zhou Lang managed to steady his mind. Otherwise, they might have gone further in the bathroom.

Of course, Zhao Xiaorou didn’t want her first time to be in the bathroom either. She wanted it to be on a bed, with dimmed lights and the two of them under the covers. That way, it would feel more romantic and formal. Zhou Lang was her first man, and she believed their union was sacred.

“Brother Lang, I’ll go to my room to change first. I’ll come to yours afterward,” Zhao Xiaorou said, wrapping herself in a towel before leaving the bathroom.

“This is quite the dilemma. If Zhao Xiaorou comes to my bed later, should I push her down or not? She wants to be my woman. If I don’t, she might even think I’m not a real man, right?”

Watching her walk away, Zhou Lang felt conflicted.

It’s rare in life to experience such moments, and with a stunning beauty like Zhao Xiaorou offering herself, resisting would be difficult.

However, Zhou Lang’s situation was unique. He hadn’t yet reached the Golden Core stage in his cultivation. Unless he engaged in dual cultivation with someone who understood the techniques, being with an ordinary woman could negatively affect his future progress. A fleeting moment of pleasure might cost him his chance to become a semi-immortal. There was also the pressure from the Shangguan family to consider.

Because of this, Zhou Lang wasn’t particularly excited as he returned to his room to change clothes.

“Brother Lang, are you torn about whether or not to accept Zhao Xiaorou?”

Xiao Xi’s voice suddenly rang out as she appeared in front of Zhou Lang. Ever since Zhou Lang had obtained the Dual Cultivation Manual, Xiao Xi had been aware of all his affairs and knew him well. Although she was a little jealous, her priority was always helping Zhou Lang solve his problems.

“Yes,” Zhou Lang sighed. He was indeed facing a difficult decision.

“Zhao Xiaorou already knows about your identity as a cultivator. While you were visiting Li Mengxue, I examined Zhao Xiaorou’s body. She has a rare Yin constitution. If you teach her the dual cultivation method and cultivate with her, not only will it not affect your future cultivation, but it will benefit both of you greatly.”

“Really? Does that mean I can also dual cultivate with Ivanova?” Zhou Lang asked, excited.

“Mm,” Xiao Xi replied.

“But she doesn’t have a pure Yin constitution, so dual cultivation with her won’t benefit you as much.”

Their conversation ended as they heard Zhao Xiaorou approaching the room.

“Brother Lang, I’m here.”

As soon as Xiao Xi returned to the Heaven and Earth Palace, Zhao Xiaorou opened the door and walked in.

“You’re here,” Zhou Lang said. After hearing what Xiao Xi had told him earlier, his inner conflict eased.

“Mm,” Zhao Xiaorou responded, turning on the bedside lamp and switching off the main light.

The room dimmed, and the atmosphere became more intimate.

Zhao Xiaorou was wearing semi-transparent pajamas, her curvaceous figure faintly visible through the fabric.

Seeing her in such an outfit rekindled the desire in Zhou Lang’s eyes.

“Brother Lang, why… haven’t you changed yet?”

Zhao Xiaorou asked as she approached him. She noticed that he was still wrapped in a towel—and that a certain part of his body remained standing tall underneath it. Her face flushed, making her even more beautiful and alluring in the dim light.

“I figured since I’d be taking it off soon anyway, there was no point in changing,” Zhou Lang said with a mischievous smile. In truth, he had intended to change earlier but got sidetracked talking to Xiao Xi.

“You’re such a bad guy…!”

Zhao Xiaorou feigned anger. Though she was usually tough, this was her first time, and she was still shy. Her heart raced, and she felt incredibly nervous.

“Xiaorou, let me tell you something,” Zhou Lang said after a moment’s thought. He wanted to teach her the dual cultivation method before they took the next step.

“Brother Lang, at a time like this, actions speak louder than words.”

Zhao Xiaorou interrupted, misunderstanding Zhou Lang’s intentions. She thought he was trying to tease her, but she was already anxious, hoping he would just get to the point.

After all, she was a grown woman now. After sharing such an intimate bath, she considered herself halfway there, and a strong desire was building inside her. If Zhou Lang kept teasing her without acting, she feared she might lose control.

Women, just like men, have physical needs, and once that door is opened, their desires can be even stronger.

“Xiaorou, do you think I’m just a man who thinks with his lower half?” Zhou Lang laughed.

“Sometimes, the union of body and soul requires a little thinking from the lower half,” Zhao Xiaorou replied boldly. New-age women were different—they could openly express their desires to the men they loved.

Zhou Lang found himself in another dilemma. To push or not to push—that was the question. Zhao Xiaorou’s words had left him no escape. If he didn’t act now, it would be hard to save face.

Suddenly, Zhou Lang scooped Zhao Xiaorou into his arms and laid her down on the bed.

This was the same bed they had once shared with Ivanova, but back then, he hadn’t touched either of them. This time, however, with just the two of them alone, anything was possible.

Rip!

Zhou Lang tore off Zhao Xiaorou’s semi-transparent pajamas in one swift motion!