Dual Cultivation God Returns

Sui Luxiao woke up in a warm embrace and a feeling of bliss enveloped her whole. Her cheeks became rosy as the memories of last night flashed in her head, but at the same time became incredibly happy as she remembered her 'first time' with him. She knew that others will likely have their 'first' with him as well, but it no longer mattered to her, as she felt content at being 'his'. In the end, it was a way for her to truly give herself to him, all of her.

She then remembered the bond that Luo Mingyu told her about, and checked to feel an incredible feeling of connection to him, and her eyes slightly reddened ant that wonderful new sensation.

Wu Long's arm wrapped around her held her closer as she snuggled into his embrace, blissful and content.

Wu Long's cultivation finally rose to the bottleneck of the first level after all the cultivation he has done, and he was able to advance last night due to Sui Luxiao's potent Yin Qi that was amplified by the intensity of her pleasure.

After cuddling in bed, the two came out to see Wu Mengqi and Bi Rui sparring in the large inner courtyard of the mansion, both very determined in their training. Though it looked like Wu Mengqi who had a tendency to slightly slack off when Ye Ling was not around had her competitive spirit lit by seeing Bi Rui's dedicated training.

The spear and sword danced, producing sparks that flew into the cold autumn air along with dry leaves that were brought by the wind.

"Oh, you woke up"

Yu Huan turned her head as she noticed them approaching her, sitting in a traditional pose on a sitting mat placed on the floor of the open corridor and watching the two.

"Have they started long ago?"

"Haha, from very early in the morning, hours ago. Sister Rui first just trained by herself, but after some time Fairy Wu came out of her room and decided to join. As they trained, their movements gradually became slightly wider and flashier and the area of their movements started growing, until finally..."

As the surprised Sui Luxiao asked, Yu Huan started explaining.

"... their weapons clashed?"

Wu Long asked as Yu Huan made a small gesture with both hands, first moving them toward each other with closed fists, and opening up as they touched while moving them away. She then nodded at Wu Long's words with an amused smile and turned to look at the two beauties who were already all sweaty and were breathing roughly but still continued on. Neither of them willing to stop first.

He chuckled as he could imagine their faces when their sword and spear blades touched, a sharp glint in their eyes as a rush of excitement and competitiveness went through their minds.

"They are both so incredible"

Sui Luxiao spoke with admiration as she witnessed the spar of pure technique without the cultivation bases and Wu Long chuckled.

"Haha, don't act all humble Luxiao, you may have not used your iron fan for some time but I know the movement and gait of a trained martial artist when I see one"

For someone experienced, a single glance at a person's posture could be enough to mark them as a Martial Artist, and when it came to Wu Long that sense was trained to the extreme. Sui Luxiao slightly blushed at the praise, but then widened her eyes as she turned to look at him.

"Huh? How did you know which weapon I use?"

"Well, I told you that I know about your past in the Frozen Garden Palace, so I could have gotten that information at that time, but the reason I know is because of your hand muscles. They are trained in a specific manner of an iron fan wielder. And the height of the long slits in your dresses indicates your style of combat"

Wu Long smiled while shrugging and she once again realized that she could not fathom his knowledge and experience, even if she now knew his origin.

"Does that mean you know how to wield an iron fan?"

"I do, though I am less proficient with it than war weapons"

Wu Long nodded, as an iron fan, while was a lethal and powerful weapon, was still to an extent a martial weapon, and not a weapon of war, thus limiting his interaction with it.

"Can you... teach me too then?"

She asked as she noticed how fast both Bi Rui and Wu Mengqi progressed under his training during the few days they spent here.

"Of course, let's go get the two to rest before they collapse on the spot"

Wu Long nodded and went forward with a chuckle as he saw that the sparring duo was already at their limit. Their spar utilized all of their skills and while their Spiritual Qi was still plenty, their stamina was already starting to lag.

"Mengqi, Rui'er, do you mind yielding the space to us? Luxiao wants to learn some techniques"

The two stopped at hearing a familiar voice and turned to the side, their sweaty faces red as they roughly breathed.

"Haa~ haa~ well, haa~, it is a pity, haa~, but if honey needs the place there's nothing we could do"

"Haa~ haa~, I agree, haa~ I could go on even for the rest of the day haa~, but if you insist... haa~"

The two 'reluctantly' took back their weapons, 'extreme regret' showing on their faces as they held back the sigh of relief as hard as they could.

"Well, if you want to continue-..."

"No no no!"

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He chuckled and as he was conceding, the two exclaimed, slightly faltering on their feet.

"I mean..."

"Yeah... it would be unfair to Sister Luxiao"

As the beauties were trying to find an excuse Yu Huan's face was red, holding her hands on her mouth as her shoulders lightly shook and Sui Luxiao shook her head with a wry smile.

"Alright then, make sure not to regret it"

Wu Long smiled and the two left the open space they trained in as quickly as their exhausted legs could get them away from it.

"Oh, and the afternoon training would be as usual so make sure to get ready"

A voice resounded behind them and the two beauties almost fell as they tripped over their own feet while a tinkling laughter came from Yu Huan who could no longer hold it in and Sui Luxiao looked at Wu Long with an even more wry smile, the look in her eyes causing him to smile and innocently shrug his shoulders.

She then took out two iron fans, and gave him one, as he took a relaxed pose with it folded as he received it, while she unfolded hers and placed it before her as her long, slender and elegant leg wrapped in tights on a high heel stepped slightly forward from the slit of her dress . Yu Huan noticed with interest that both of them placed the hand not holding the fan behind them, giving Wu Long, a scholarly look while Sui Luxiao looked like a social butterfly holding up her fan to cover her face with a graceful twist of her wrist.