Peach Blossom Dual Cultivation

“Xiaorou, you’re my girlfriend—there’s no need to be so polite with me. We’re in this together now,” Zhou Lang said with a smile as he felt Zhao Xiaorou’s soft hands caressing his body. He turned around and pulled her into his arms.

Zhao Xiaorou’s body was simply stunning. Initially, Zhou Lang was holding her by the waist, but just a few seconds later, his hands began to wander upwards, eventually cupping something soft and supple that his hands could barely contain.

Zhao Xiaorou’s curves seemed even more pronounced and full than before. After all, she’d spent quite a bit of time with Zhou Lang recently, and her body had naturally developed further.

“Brother Lang, your responsibilities are growing. Not only do you have to protect me, but now you also have to protect the whole Zhao family,” Zhao Xiaorou said while gently twisting her body. Zhou Lang’s hands seemed to have a magical touch, igniting sparks wherever they roamed, making her heart tingle.

Her movements only served to further stimulate Zhou Lang.

Ever since becoming Zhou Lang’s girlfriend, Zhao Xiaorou had grown accustomed to their intimacy. Here in the bathroom, she resembled a seductive fox spirit, exuding both purity and allure.

Every time Zhou Lang got close to her, it tested his willpower. Holding such a stunning beauty in his arms during a shared bath was not something every man could resist. If it weren’t for his immense self-control, they would have already crossed the line long ago.

“Shangguan Yu is just at the peak of the renowned family’s martial arts. His father shouldn’t be much stronger. Meanwhile, my cultivation is advancing rapidly. Even if the Shangguan family’s old master comes out of hiding, he may not be a match for me,” Zhou Lang reassured her. In truth, he wasn’t entirely sure he could handle the Shangguan family’s ancient master, but he said this to put Zhao Xiaorou at ease.

“Brother Lang, I believe in you. You’re the best,” Zhao Xiaorou said. Then, she mischievously touched a certain part of Zhou Lang that had become increasingly firm.

“This part of you seems pretty strong too.”

“Do you want to test its strength?”

Zhou Lang’s breathing grew heavier. Despite being a cultivator with normally deep and steady breaths, he was just as susceptible to excitement in moments like this.

“But I haven’t fully learned the technique you taught me yet. I’ve been practicing hard, though!”

Zhao Xiaorou said with a hint of frustration, her cheeks flushing red. Her entire body took on a rosy hue.

“You don’t have the foundational knowledge of meridians and acupuncture points, so it’s only natural you can’t master it quickly. If you can learn it within six months, that would already be impressive,” Zhou Lang explained.

He also hoped Zhao Xiaorou would master the dual cultivation technique, but some things couldn’t be rushed. While the technique would greatly benefit his cultivation, every meridian and acupuncture point had to align perfectly during practice. A single mistake could lead to disastrous consequences.

“Six more months?! Won’t you be uncomfortable holding back that long?” Zhao Xiaorou teased.

“Should I help you out with my hands?”

“That sounds good,” Zhou Lang replied, feeling increasingly aroused by Zhao Xiaorou’s teasing.

“No way! Your first time must be fully mine, not just given to my hands,” Zhao Xiaorou giggled mischievously.

“You little seductress, let’s see how I’ll punish you,” Zhou Lang said playfully as he pulled her closer and kissed her passionately.

…

After their bath, Zhao Xiaorou continued studying the dual cultivation technique, while Zhou Lang leaned back on the bed, deep in thought about how to ensure the safety of Zhao Xiaorou and the Zhao family.

“Brother Lang, what are you thinking about?”

Zhao Xiaorou asked, noticing his distant expression.

“Now that Shangguan Yu has been defeated, he’s sure to want revenge. I was thinking it might be a good idea to have someone keep an eye on the Shangguan family, so we’re not caught off guard by any of their moves,” Zhou Lang replied.

“Brother Lang, the Shangguan family is tightly guarded. It won’t be easy to spy on them,” Zhao Xiaorou said.

“I have the perfect candidate,” Zhou Lang said.

“Yuki Yamamoto and Yukiko Muto?”

Zhao Xiaorou guessed.

“Exactly. Yuki Yamamoto is the leader of the Iga clan, and as a ninja, she’s highly skilled in tracking and gathering intelligence. She’s the best person for the job,” Zhou Lang explained.

“Last time, she mentioned she was staying at Languiyuan. We can go find them tomorrow,” Zhao Xiaorou suggested.

“Better to act sooner rather than later. I’ll head over tonight,” Zhou Lang said.

“This is too important to discuss over the phone. I need to meet them in person.”

“I’ll let my father know and have him arrange for someone to drive you there,” Zhao Xiaorou agreed, understanding the urgency. The Shangguan family was notorious for their vengefulness, especially in Dianxi Province, and they couldn’t afford to be careless.

“There’s no need to trouble your father this late. I can manage on my own,” Zhou Lang said.

…

A few minutes later, a shadow darted out of the Zhao family’s villa, disappearing into the night like a wisp of smoke.

That shadow was, of course, Zhou Lang.

Although the Zhao family’s security was tight, it was nothing to Zhou Lang. At that moment, Elder Zhao was still awake, patrolling the villa’s grounds, worried that the Shangguan family might send someone to retaliate. But even he didn’t notice Zhou Lang leaving the villa, let alone the other guards.

This was the difference in their levels of skill.

…

After a short taxi ride, Zhou Lang arrived at the entrance of Lan Gui Garden about twenty minutes later.

There were guards at the entrance—two women of martial artist rank. It was obvious that they, too, were Iga ninjas.

Rather than go through the hassle of being announced, Zhou Lang’s figure flickered, and he leaped over the wall into Lan Gui Garden.

With his peak Qi Refining stage cultivation, he could see perfectly in the dark. The moonlight was soft, and he could make out everything within a hundred-meter radius.

“Yuki Yamamoto must be quite wealthy. This place should just be a base for the Iga clan, yet it’s so luxurious. This isn’t just a villa—it’s a full-scale estate,” Zhou Lang thought to himself, impressed by the size of the place. Lan Gui Garden was even more extravagant than Zhao Xiaorou’s home.

But Zhou Lang wasn’t in the mood to admire the garden’s streams and pavilions. After pausing briefly under a large tree, he quickly made his way towards a house with its lights still on. His senses told him that there were two people inside, and judging by their energy levels, they were the two strongest individuals in the entire estate. It was likely Yuki Yamamoto and Yukiko Muto.

Just as Zhou Lang approached the lit room, the light inside suddenly dimmed.

“Have I been discovered?”

Zhou Lang was startled and quickly hid in a nearby corner.

“Ah… ah…~”

But no one came out. Instead, what he heard from the room was a series of suppressed moans.

“Did I get the wrong room?”

Zhou Lang realized he hadn’t been discovered. His curiosity piqued, he moved closer to the window and peeked inside. Instantly, he felt his blood rushing.

Inside the room, the lights were much dimmer than before, and two stunningly beautiful women were entangled with each other…