Li Feng opened his eyes and grinned, feeling both the carnal pleasure and the deep spiritual relief as though his entire body were being purified by that pure spiritual qi.
āSo this is dual cultivation...ā
He couldnāt help but be amazed.
As tricky and dangerous as it could be, when done properly with the right technique, this kind of cultivation was truly addictive.
Of course, he knew that only he could enjoy dual cultivation this leisurely because of his advanced technique and system.
Otherwise, with how carefully one normally had to guide Yin and Yang, he wouldnāt even have the time to enjoy the process at all.
Right now, just from one cycle of complementing their Yin and Yang, he could feel his cultivation improving significantly.
āIāll probably break through after a few more roundsā, Li Feng grinned at the thought.
Suddenly, a soft, melting voice rose from beneath him.
"W-What was that... Senior Brother...?"
Her voice trembled, half breathless, half bewildered as if her mind still hadnāt caught up to what her body had just experienced.
Li Feng looked down at his wonderful partner.
Ning Jianliās beautiful, melting expression, her rough and uneven breaths causing her large, shapely breasts to sway enticingly, and her confused, watery eyes staring up at him...
It was a sight that stirred him even further.
Her body kept trembling, as though it were still melting from the pure spiritual qi flowing within her, filling her core and washing through her meridians.
Right now, she felt as if she had consumed an extremely pure treasure.
Her cultivation was clearly improving, and this wasnāt something she had expected at all.
She couldnāt help but want to question the man above her...the same man who was still possessively gripping her waist, with his little brother still buried deep inside her, and clearly the cause of all this.
Li Feng didnāt answer her immediately.
Instead, his palm slowly trailed up her waist....sliding over the soft curve of her ribs... and finally coming to rest with his thumb just beneath the gentle swell of her trembling breast.
"Uhh~"
Ning Jianli flinched ever so slightly.
Not from fear.
But from sensitivity... and from the lingering echo of that impossible pleasure still racing through her meridians.
āOh?ā
Li Feng noticed it too and immediately understood something new.
It seemed that consuming such pure spiritual qi, born from his overwhelming Yang, made her entire body far more sensitive.
But his eyes glinted as he recalled the deeper meaning behind this reaction, something explained clearly within the Sovereign Harmonious Guiding Art.
āIt also seems to be a warning from the body too.....ā
To put it simply, consuming pure spiritual qi through dual cultivation can indeed improve oneās cultivation significantly.
But too much of anything can be a bad thing.
Think of pure spiritual qi as water flowing through the meridian channels....except the "pipes" are extremely delicate, and a single mishap can cause serious damage to oneās foundation.
The body needs time to process it, to circulate it and to allow it to settle.
Normally, a single cycle of dual cultivation wouldnāt leave oneās partner in the state Ning Jianli was in now.
But his Yang was vigorous and overwhelmingly powerful, born from the resonance of a star itself, making his Yang incomparably pure and potent.
And with the immortal-grade technique that refined and harmonized their Yin and Yang even further...
It wasnāt surprising.
Just one "shot" from Li Feng had already left Ning Jianli weak, melting, and overwhelmed while at the same time improving her cultivation significantly.
Li Feng smiled, grinning lewdly as he felt the wet, wriggling flesh tighten even more around his little brother.
āIt isnāt entirely a bad thing...ā
With his shot, he had basically turned the woman beneath him into a perfect...indulgence mode.
Soft, wet, tight and...obedient.
Now, while Ning Jianliās body processed the pure spiritual qi, he could simply indulge himself in her mortal body without using the dual cultivation technique.
Because only her meridians were overloaded....not her mortal shell.
Seeing her confused, teary eyes, Li Feng leaned down until his forehead almost touched hers.
"That, Junior Sister... was a proper dual cultivation."
Hearing this, Ning Jianli swallowed hard.
Her lips moved, but no sound came out.
She had expected pain... depletion... loss...
Not this heaven-shaking bliss paired with a surge of power that still pulsed inside her, like the faint echo of his heartbeat.
"B-But... Senior Brother... I-I felt my Yin being drawn earlier. I thought I would lose part of my foundation... and yet..."
"And yet, you didnāt."
Li Feng gently tapped a finger against her lower abdomen, right over her dantian.
A spark of warmth flickered through her body at the touch.
"In fact... sense closely. Your Yin hasnāt weakened at all."
At his words, she hesitated, then circulated her Qi.
Suddenlyā
A shiver ran down her spine as her eye widened.
Her Yin essence felt more stable, purer, subtly strengthened, and wrapped in a warm layer of Yang that didnāt clash with her cultivation at all.
Her lips trembled.
"T-This... this is impossible... Unless... unless we practiced the same technique... but I donātā"
"I know," Li Feng murmured.
His thumb brushed her cheek, wiping away a blissful tear she hadnāt even realized had fallen.
He lifted her chin gently, forcing her to meet his eyes.
"You didnāt need to know the technique... because I guided everything for both of us."
Ning Jianliās heart skipped.
She had never heard of such a method before.
Her legs instinctively tightened around his waist.
She didnāt realize she did it, but Li Feng certainly noticed.
Li Feng smirk deepened.
"Y-You guided... everything?" Ning Jianli repeated softly, still overwhelmed.
"Mhm."
He pressed his hips forward just a little... not enough to move, just enough to remind her he was still inside her.
Ning Jianli moaned slightly.
Li Feng smiled in satisfaction at the sight.
"Every circulation path, every pulse.... I took control of all of it..."
His tone dipped lower.
"...so you could only feel pleasure."
Ning Jianliās breath caught.
Her cheeks reddened and her fingers curled into the sheets.
Seemingly thinking of something, Ning Jianli look a bit ashame as she turned her head to the side.
"...Senior Brother... why... why would you go so far for me?"
Li Feng blinked.
Then, noticing her guilty, confused look, he couldnāt help but think that this woman was misunderstanding something again.
āThese Heavenly Sword Sect disciples are really too serious and seem to ....thinking a bit too much.ā
But then his eyes glinted shrewdly.
āHeh... which makes me like it even more. Iām going to drown all of them in so much favor they wonāt be able to refuse me for the rest of their lives.ā
Even though he was thinking of a rather lewd intention, outwardly...
his expression softened, his voice gentle.
"Thatās because... I didnāt want you to get hurt."