Peach Blossom Dual Cultivation

“The light of a firefly dares to compete with the brilliance of the sun and moon? You, a mere ninjas, dare to stir up trouble a cultivator? Killing you wouldn’t even take the slightest effort. Do you think you can escape?”

Zhou Lang approached Yuki Yamamoto and Yukiko Muto, exuding killing intent as he spoke.

Muto Yukiko had immediately tried to kill Zhao Xiaorou, and Yamamoto Yuki’s moves had been equally ruthless. Zhou Lang now harbored murderous intent toward these two women. If he used his illusion technique to kill them, no one would suspect him, and the police would have no reason to doubt it.

In the past, even if he hated someone deeply, it would have been difficult for him to kill them. But now, things were different. After gaining power, his mindset shifted. If someone deserved to die, he wouldn’t hesitate. People like Ye Tian and Ye Qianqian, who were beyond redemption and continued to harm others, or criminals like Yamamoto Hiroshi, were better off dead. He knew that leaving such people in the world would only result in more harm to others.

“Zhou Lang, are you… a cultivator?”

Yamamoto Yuki twisted her body on the ground to face Zhou Lang, asking timidly. Zhou Lang’s aura was overwhelming, like an invisible pressure crushing her, making her soul tremble.

In the ninja world, she was already considered a top expert. But the hidden weapons she had launched with all her might hadn’t even come close to touching Zhou Lang. This was something only the legendary cultivators could achieve.

Of course, she didn’t truly understand cultivators, nor had she ever seen one. She had only heard rumors. Her master was merely at the early stages of Grandmaster level, yet he was already the strongest person she had ever encountered.

Ignorance breeds fearlessness. Earlier, she had been cold and arrogant in front of Zhou Lang, thinking that once she found him, it would be easy to kill him. But she hadn’t expected Zhou Lang’s strength to exceed her understanding far.

If even Yamamoto Yuki was like this, Muto Yukiko was even more terrified; she was already trembling. The legendary cultivators were said to be omnipotent, and killing them was as easy as crushing an ant.

“Since you know I’m a cultivator, how dare you use hidden weapons to attack me?

Zhou Lang snorted coldly.

“Mr. Zhou, I understand… By the way, the sudden fire at the Ye family—was that you’re doing?”

Yamamoto Yuki trembled as she asked. The memory of the incident frightened her even more. She had a vague sense that the event was connected to Zhou Lang.

“It seems you know quite a bit. With people like you, I can’t afford to let you live.”

Zhou Lang believed that no one would know about the illusion he had cast on Ye Tian and Ye Qianqian, leading them to set fire and commit suicide. But now, Yamamoto Yuki, the young leader of the Iga Clan, had seen through it. This only intensified his killing intent.

“Mr. Zhou, we know we were wrong. Yamamoto Hiroshi’s death was deserved, and we shouldn’t have come looking for trouble with you. Please, don’t kill us.”

Yamamoto Yuki pleaded from the ground. She could already feel the intense killing intent radiating from Zhou Lang.

Seeing this, Muto Yukiko also prostrated herself, not daring to utter a word. She knew that their lives were entirely in Zhou Lang’s hands.

The two female ninjas lay prostrate, their plump, shapely hips raised high. Their bodies were incredibly full and elastic, radiating a strong sensuality. From Zhou Lang’s viewpoint, their loose-fitting clothes revealed glimpses of snow-white skin, tempting his imagination.

But Zhou Lang allowed his thoughts to wander for only a moment. After all, he wasn’t in the mood to appreciate the seductive postures of these two female ninjas.

“Ye Tian and Ye Qianqian deserved to die, but I don’t want anyone to know I was involved,” Zhou Lang said indifferently, clearly signaling his intent to kill.

“Mr. Zhou, we can keep your secret. As long as you spare us, we will be your most loyal servants, obeying your every command. The entire Iga Clan will serve you unconditionally. Both our bodies and souls belong to you.”

Yamamoto Yuki said, lowering her once-proud head to the ground. She didn’t want to die.

“Taking two sexy female ninjas as servants doesn’t sound bad. They could do housework, give massages… It would make others envious.”

Zhou Lang thought to himself, revealing some of his more basic desires. Deep down, he wasn’t exactly a noble gentleman. It was just that before, he had lacked the power to act on certain impulses. Now, with his strength emerging, some of those hidden desires were starting to surface.

“Very well, I’ll spare your lives,” Zhou Lang said, then added, “But I don’t fully trust you yet. I’ll leave something inside you. Open your mouths.”

Yamamoto Yuki and Muto Yukiko obeyed, opening their mouths. The scene was reminiscent of certain moments a adult films, though the only difference was that these two beautiful ninjas weren’t sticking out their tongues.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Zhou Lang flicked his hand, sending two small black pills into their mouths. He then said coldly, “I’ve given you poison. Every year on this day, you’ll have to come to me for the antidote, or you’ll die from the poison.”

“Thank you, Master, for sparing our lives.”

Yamamoto Yuki and Muto Yukiko said in unison.

“You can stand up now.”

Zhou Lang walked behind the two sexy ninjas and gently kicked their legs.

Yamamoto Yuki and Muto Yukiko stood up in surprise, realizing that the numbness in their legs and weakness in their bodies had completely disappeared.

“Master, your skills are incredible,” Yamamoto Yuki marveled, realizing that Zhou Lang had released the pressure points on their legs. She was in awe of his abilities.

“Enough flattery. I need to rest now. Leave your phone numbers and go. I’ve scanned your minds and found that you haven’t done much evil, which is why I’m sparing you. Otherwise, you’d have ended up just like Yamamoto Hiroshi. From now on, no more random killing. You must come whenever I call. If you disobey, I can end your lives at any time.”

Zhou Lang said nonchalantly as he sat down on the couch.

“Master, are you tired? My massage skills aren’t bad. How about Yukiko and I give you a massage?”

Yamamoto Yuki suggested.

“My name is Yamamoto Yuki, and she’s Muto Yukiko. From now on, you can just call us Yuki and Yukiko.”

Without waiting for Zhou Lang’s permission, Yamamoto Yuki and Muto Yukiko moved to his side, placing their delicate hands on his shoulders and beginning to massage him.

They didn’t seem to have any qualms about physical contact between men and women. While massaging, their entire bodies pressed against Zhou Lang.

With two stunning women on either side of him, Zhou Lang could feel their soft bodies rubbing against him, causing his mind to wander.

Fortunately, Zhao Xiaorou was still unconscious. If she were to see this scene, she would probably be overcome with jealousy and might even pick a fight with Yamamoto Yuki and Muto Yukiko.

“Master, does this massage feel good?”

Yukiko asked sweetly.

“Master, is the pressure okay?”

Yuki added.

Their voices were seductive, filled with temptation. Anyone walking into the room might think they were witnessing the filming of an adult movie.

Two stunning servants, along with a beautiful woman passed out on the couch—this entire scene was enough to set anyone’s imagination to run wild!