The early morning sun filtered through the paper-thin windows of the pavilion, casting a warm, golden hue across the room. Dust motes drifted lazily in the light, dancing like tiny spirits suspended in silence. In the midst of that soft stillness, ng Hao slowly opened his eyes.
His vision was t with the sight of Li Yao’s slender figure resting beside him, her bare body partially draped by the silken sheets, one arm wrapped tightly around his torso. Her head was turned away from him, her long, dark hair cascading over the pillow like a waterfall of silk. Her breathing was calm, even, lost in the quiet depths of sleep.
ng Hao remained motionless, gazing at her profile for a mont, and a thought erged in his mind.
It seems... I’m no longer a virgin.
A wry, almost disbelieving smile tugged at the corner of his lips. His thoughts drifted as he stared at the sleeping beauty in his arms, a woman so ethereal and unattainable by the standards of his previous life. From Earth to this world... who would’ve thought I’d end up spending a night like this with soone like her? He exhaled slowly. In my old world, a girl like Li Yao wouldn’t have even spared a glance. She was the kind of woman n only dread about—beyond reach, untouchable.
But here... everything was different.
Here, in this cultivation world, he wasn’t just so average man struggling through life. Here, he had beco soone admired, even desired. His na carried weight. His talents stood above many. And most of all, his physique—cultivated, refined, and undeniably attractive—drew attention.
Now, he mused, even won like her are drawn to ... completely lustful, even.
A grin slowly ford on his face as flashes of the previous night surfaced in his mind—hot, vivid, unforgettable. Every detail returned to him with clarity: her moans, her scent, the feel of her skin under his fingertips. The way her body had reacted to him, how her breath had hitched with every touch, every thrust. He had explored her thoroughly, inch by inch, savoring every response he drew from her.
His eyes twinkled with a triumphant gleam.
Her flavor... was truly interesting.
Just as the thought passed through his mind, sothing stirred in his mory. His brows furrowed slightly as he recalled a certain matter—sothing crucial.
Wait... the system.
"System," he murmured ntally, careful not to make a sound aloud. Where’s my reward for the dual cultivation mission with Li Yao? Don’t tell you’re trying to scam out of it...
The familiar chanical chi echoed crisply in his mind.
[Ding! Host, please refrain from framing the system. This system is honest, fair, and extrely user-friendly.]
[Ding! It has been detected that the host has successfully completed the mission: "Dual Cultivation with the Daughter of Luck – Li Yao."]
[Reward: 100 years of cultivation.]
[Would you like to claim your reward now?]
The words caused ng Hao’s eyes to brighten instantly.
A hundred years of cultivation!
He nearly laughed aloud but managed to stifle it, not wanting to disturb the sleeping Li Yao. A radiant smile stretched across his face as excitent bubbled in his chest. A hundred years... what kind of realm would I even reach? Could I directly ascend to the heavens with this reward alone?
He felt his heart pounding with exhilaration. His current level would skyrocket, but he also understood sothing important—he needed to be cautious. Sothing like this could not be taken lightly.
No, he thought, I can’t accept it here. With her sleeping beside ... I don’t know what kind of phenonon might be triggered if I accept this cultivation all at once. It’s better to find a quiet, secluded place.
Gently, almost reverently, he began to peel her arm away from around his torso. She stirred slightly in her sleep, murmuring sothing incoherent, but did not wake. With practiced silence, ng Hao slid from under the sheets and stood, the cool air brushing over his bare skin.
He moved across the room and retrieved his robes, dressing quickly and efficiently. Once clothed, he turned back to look at Li Yao one last ti before leaving. The morning light traced the contours of her figure, her features peaceful, content.
There was no doubt in his mind—she had been thoroughly satisfied last night. The bond they’d shared through dual cultivation had been more than just physical. It carried spiritual and karmic weight now.
But there would be ti to explore what that ant later.
For now, cultivation ca first.
Without a sound, ng Hao stepped out of the room, sliding the door closed behind him with the utmost care. The hallway outside was quiet, bathed in soft light from the rising sun, and the spiritual energy of the mountain flowed like a gentle breeze.
He exhaled and smiled to himself, already walking toward the secluded cultivation chamber he favored. A hundred years of cultivation awaited him.
And this... was only the beginning.
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