Dual Cultivation.
It is sometimes known as Taoist Sexual Practices or Pair Cultivation.
A practice that centers around a man and woman engaging in sexual yet profound practices to enhance their cultivation base.
There was the Yin essence and the Yang essence.
Women were more attuned to the former and men to the latter.
The purpose of this cultivation practice was to balance the two and achieve harmony through, as mentioned before, sexual means.
"Come, let's dual cultivate, Junior Brother~~"
Those were the words that ignited this profoundly scandalous endeavor.
"You've already grasped the concept of dual cultivation, right?" Mu Lin asked.
Yang Wei assured her, "I'd like to think so. Understanding how all eight stages work wasn't too tricky, so now I know what to do at each juncture."
Smiling, Mu Lin commended, "Good boy~ Now I don't have to explain how it all works. I would've given you a treat, but it seems you're about to enjoy just that..." She teasingly pulled up the hem of her dress, revealing some of her sexy, toned thigh.
Yang Wei simply responded with an indifferent, "Okay."
Mu Lin pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed heavily. "Sometimes, you're really no fun," she chided.
The two then settled on the wooden floor, assuming a lotus position.
Palms pressed together at their heart center, they closed their eyes and began cultivating.
As they delved into deep meditation, a surge of white energy emanated from behind Yang Wei – his amorphous Yang energy.
Simultaneously, black energy oozed from Mu Lin's meditative posture – her formless Yin energy.
The two spiritual energies slowly gravitated toward each other, as if irresistibly drawn together.
They'd already nailed the first two stages of dual cultivation even before diving into it.
First up was Foundational Cultivation – comprehending essence Qi, fine-tuning meridians, and harmonizing with spiritual energy.
Then came stage two, Spiritual Affinity – finding the right dual cultivation partner.
Thanks to Yang Wei's dual cultivation physique, he was compatible with anyone for this practice.
Now, they were gearing up for the third stage – Spiritual Connection.
It focused entirely on syncing up their spiritual energies and forging a deep, profound bond.
Until now, I struggled with the futility of my cultivation bottleneck, unable to break through to the early stage of Spirit Master. And of course... that meant I was another step further away from the highly praised excellence of Senior Sister Lingxi. But now, thanks to his physique, I might just manage to step into the next level of the Spirit Gathering Realm.
Now settled into the lotus position, Mu Lin and Yang Wei were on the cusp of reaching the fourth stage.
Intimate Touches.
It is a crucial milestone in dual cultivation.
Mu Lin was deep in meditation when she felt the unmistakable touch of Yang Wei's Yang energy.
Mmnnn~ What's this... Feeling~~
Y... Nyyesss~~ Something's coming~~!!
At first, she steeled herself and bit her lip, trying to suppress the urge to moan.
But she couldn't deny the sensation that washed over her.
His Yang energy seemed to caress her body, sending tiny shivers of pleasure through her.
It was as if slimy, invisible tentacles danced across her skin, teasing her in the most delightful manner.
H... How can I succumb so quickly to the lecherous touch of his Yang energy...
T... This feels so different.
I can't... I can't accept this... I just... can't.
Mu Lin's breath quickened as the tendrils of energy, seemingly drawn to her pussy, lightly brushed over the extremely sensitive pleasure points concentrated with Yin energy.
This energy~ It's as if~~ it's as if I'm being sweetly caressed by the feathers of a phoenix~! My lotus flower... It feels so hot and itchy right now, I can't—!
She couldn't contain herself and let out a muffled moan, her cheeks turning a rosy shade.
"Giiyaaannnhhh~~ ahnnn~!"
With a gasp, she fell backward, but quickly used her hands to steady herself.
The heat and tingling sensation from Yang Wei's spiritual energy running over her body sent her into a whirlwind of emotions.
Her earlier composure shattered as she allowed her legs to slip out of their lotus position, opening herself up to the sensual energy weaving its way toward her vagina.
I have strong spiritual roots, how can I be so easily overcome by his energy!
The soft, pink lips of Mu Lin's pussy quivered.
It ached for more intimate spiritual touch from her cultivation partner's Yang energy.
As the Yang energy tendrils made contact with her clit and lovingly stroked it, she couldn't hold back the moans that bubbled up from the depths of her being.
"Nnggg... Nngggg... Gonnneeehhhh~~!"
A rush of warm, electric desire pulsed through her pussy, making her body tremble with pleasure.
The spiritual caresses stirred up a feverish intensity, and she was further overtaken by an overwhelming, primal craving.
She was hungry for something.
No more was she concerned with the spiritual touches of Yang Wei's energy.
She wanted his flesh against hers, touching her a way that she would envision the soft touch of feathers.
"Ahnnnnn~~"
"P... Please don't go there~~!"
"It feels so~ Ahhwwnnn~ yes~~!"
Mu Lin's moans grew louder and more erotic as the sweet touches of Yang Wei's energy increased.
Her mind and thoughts may have said one thing, but her body and spirit said another.
Mu Lin was totally turned on by their dual cultivation session.
It was obvious from the way her wet, warm pussy throbbed, and her body laid spread out on the floor.
Meanwhile, Yang Wei remained composed, still in lotus position and maintaining his anjali mudra.
Slowly rising from the ground, Mu Lin gently opened her eyes, which were already glowing blue.
"Brother Yang, I want more of you~~"
Her voice came out with a strong, lustful moan.
This was her expressing her desire for more of him.
Crawling on all fours towards him, she was like a cat.
Her juicy, plump buttocks and sexily shaped waist bounced from side to side as she approached the still meditating Yang Wei.
"Junior Brother~" she purred, "I want more of your touch. Touch me so bad and make me feel everything I've been trying to deny~~"
Opening his eyes, Yang Wei noticed the changes in Mu Lin's appearance—her sexual thirst reflected in her glowing blue eyes, her aura was heavy with lust, her perky and uplifted breasts hung enticingly, each movement pressing them against each other and seductively emphasizing her cleavage.
The more she crawled forward, the more her breasts popped out from the recesses of her tight dress.
"Junior Brother, I want you~~"
Mu Lin threw herself on him, wrapping her arms around his neck, her forehead pressed against his, and her hot breath rushing against his face.
Her large, firm breasts pressed against Yang Wei's chest as she pushed against him, making him feel even better. "Come on, dual cultivate with me, Junior Brother~" she whispered.
Calmly, Yang Wei nodded and responded, "Why not? After all, it's required to cross the fourth stage."
Mu Lin gently rubbed her forehead against his, creating an intimate connection, like a cat snuggling close to its owner.
All her pleasure points continued to intensify her physical connection with Yang Wei.
Her body, glistening with sweat, rubbed against his.
Her heart pounded with sexual excitement.
Slowly, she drew her head downward, their foreheads sensually rubbing against each other as she descended to the base of his neck.
Her slender hand slipped into his robes, delicately exploring his muscular chest, savoring the feel of every fiber.
"Mmnnn~~ Junior Brother~" she murmured, "every time I touch your muscles, it's such a turn-on... and now, touching them when I'm already so wet and sticky down there... it feels even better~"
Dipping her nose into his collarbone, she sniffed his scent and squeezed his chest, reveling in the sensation of his muscular flesh in her tight grasp.
"Mmnnnn~ yesss~~"
"Mmhhnnn~ ahhhmmnnn~~ so nice~"
"That's it~ nyyesss~~"
Moving from sniffing to sweetly kissing his collarbone, she sensually rubbed her lips against his chest, finally diving down to his pectoral muscles.
Yang Wei, not one to be outdone, stretched his hands behind her uplifted, well-curved buttocks.
Placing both strong hands on her buttocks, he squeezed with such force that his fingers sank into the flesh.
Clawing her buttocks, the pleasure was enough for Mu Lin to break her kissing streak, falling backward, her back arched inwards as she moaned loudly with flushed cheeks, narrowed eyes, and her hot, wet tongue hanging out like a satisfied dog.
"Ahhnnnnn~ I lov— ahhhnnn~ aahhwwnn~~ nyyyyesss~"
Her moans rolled out from her thin, rosy lips like honey.
Yang Wei, determined, shifted his hands to her waist, pulling her back in.
She collapsed back on his chest, panting somewhat heavily.
"I need more of you~" said Mu Lin with a desperate voice.
Yang Wei sighed.
Such a thirsty woman...
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Chapter 38 Preview: "Fourth Stage of Dual Cultivation."