Chapter 262: Don’t Move
Under a gentle pull from Luo Wusheng’s hand, Ling Shuangxue made no resistance, easily following the faint force and leaning down.
The Holy Saint of the Demon Sect was fully aware of their current situation.
Now that he had begun practicing the dual cultivation thod from the Sect’s Joyful Lotus Domain, the "arrow" was taphorically already in flight. However, there remained a single issue.
Both he and the fairy now lying on him were experiencing this for the first ti.
She, clearly, had no prior knowledge of such matters... evidenced by the calm, yet slightly uncertain expression on her beautiful face, seemingly at a loss for how to proceed.
Although he lacked experience himself, he had years of theoretical knowledge on his side.
’So... I’ll lead.’
He looked at the exquisite woman before him.
Because she had leaned down, she no longer held her robe closed, allowing a hint of her alluring beauty to show.
Her cheeks were flushed, adorned with fine, glistening drops of moisture—whether sweat from her warmth or lingering dew from the bath, he couldn’t tell.
Reflecting in the ambient glow, her face appeared as radiant and clear as crystal.
Beautiful.
Lost for a mont, Luo Wusheng gently wrapped his arm around her slim waist.
She resisted only faintly before lting into a gentle compliance.
Sensing this, he softly turned their bodies toward a darker corner.
The sound of flowing water masked their pounding heartbeats, blending seamlessly with the sounds of hurried breaths and the rustle of fabric.
"Shall I help you?" the young man murmured.
"Mm..." she replied, voice steady yet soft.
One item of clothing rose into the air, landing softly on the slightly lit floor.
"Shall we continue?"
"Mm..."
Another piece—a silken sash—was cast aside.
A few more quiet movents followed, with no further words exchanged. This ti, what fell was a white, cloud-patterned robe.
...
Soon, the slightly illuminated ground was scattered with their clothing, though her intimate garnts lay at a respectful distance.
Now, in the darkest part of the room, their eyes t faintly.
"Um... fairy?" Luo Wusheng called out, sounding slightly uncertain.
In truth, he hadn’t expected that his montary fascination with her garnts would create a small "issue."
She refused to let him help her disrobe after that, and instead, with remarkable composure, had taken off his own clothing before shedding hers.
Thus, though all preparations were complete, he suddenly found himself out of control of the situation.
But, of course, a gentleman’s priority is to be considerate of his companion’s feelings.
Certainly not due to the fact that, as a re Void Infant cultivator, he might find himself sowhat outmatched by her steady Nascent Soul power.
Ling Shuangxue, anwhile, bit her lip gently, unsure of her own intense reaction. Perhaps because of her incomplete preparation, her emotions remained scattered, betraying the tension she still held.
Yet at this mont...
Looking at the handso face below her, her serene gaze quivered slightly. She softly opened her mouth.
"...Dao Companion."
Luo Wusheng paused but quickly grasped her aning.
He raised his right hand slightly, intertwining his fingers with hers in a tight clasp.
In the darkness, the starlit glow of their rings glead brightly.
"Yes, we are now Dao Companions, only..."
He looked up at her lovely face, struck by a thought, then grinned as he added, "But soon, we’ll be dual cultivation companions as well."
A curled up fist landed softly on his chest, though the light touch was far from painful, serving only to intensify his yearning.
It seed his spontaneous words had worked their charm on her.
"Speaking of which... though I don’t particularly care about your identity within the Sword Sect, surely, given the circumstances, it’s ti I learned your na?"
Luo Wusheng whispered.
While desire simred within him, the timing seed ideal to ask this question.
Resolving this matter could lead them seamlessly into the next stage.
A complete understanding is the highest state of dual cultivation, after all.
Not only does it maximize the thod’s benefits, but it also fosters deeper physical and spiritual harmony.
Ling Shuangxue, equally well-versed in the dual cultivation teachings of the Joyful Lotus Domain, understood this.
Awkwardly, she leaned closer, pinning his hand to the ground, sensing his barely contained anticipation.
Yet she was no different.
The cultivation thod’s energy surged between them, and each touch ignited a fire in their hearts.
With slightly heated breaths and a soft blush, Ling Shuangxue looked into his eyes. Honestly, gazing at him stirred so foreign emotion deep within her.
"You already know who I am..."
Luo Wusheng’s eyes held a slight question, but he barely had ti to contemplate it before he felt a cool, damp sensation pressing against his warmth below.
’Wait... This... Isn’t this...’
One of the few positions led by the woman in the Joyful Lotus manual...
She’s really taking the lead?
He chuckled internally; well, there’d be plenty of ti to try new things later. For now, he could lie back and enjoy the mont. But... What did she an by saying he knew her?
Before he could ponder this revelation, Ling Shuangxue tilted her head slightly, a faint smile gracing her lips.
She had been waiting for this mont a long ti.
She wondered how surprised her dear one would be.
Softly, she whispered:
"... I’m Yuli’s master."
Her body pressed close to his, and she could feel his heartbeat speed up, his breath catching.
Was he truly this surprised?
Ling Shuangxue blinked, but she soon set her thoughts aside.
She knew her identity had achieved its intended effect. However, her inexperience made her slightly anxious; if the young man below her moved too freely, she feared a nervous slip might ruin the mont...
Thus, this was the perfect opportunity.
All had been spoken, her mind was clear, and she was fully prepared.
Without a second thought, Ling Shuangxue began to shift her position.
As she did, she felt him stir faintly beneath her, perhaps a hint of resistance?
No—Surely just her imagination.
But, to be safe, she firmly held his wrists, whispering one last instruction.
"... Don’t move."
The faint struggle below her ceased.
In that dark space, the sound of flowing water grew slightly louder, carrying a lovely, rhythmic lody.
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Tn: She’s doing a cowgirl.
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