Cruzer's heart thundered in his chest, disbelief flashing across his face as he stared at the interface. The name of the skill—Dual Harmony Technique—seemed to glow with golden light in the air before him, its meaning slowly sinking into his mind.
He had heard of dual cultivation techniques only in whispers and ancient tales, passed down from mystics and hidden in forgotten tomes.
They were techniques that harnessed the raw energy exchanged between two people during moments of intimacy, channeling it into physical and spiritual growth.
But these techniques were rare, almost mythical, and certainly forbidden. Yet here it was, imprinted in his system as if it had always been meant for him.
His mind reeled as he pieced together the events of the night before—the mist that had surrounded them, the uncontrollable lust that had overtaken them, the primal urge to claim and be claimed.
