Cultivation: Starting with a Dual Cultivation Technique at the Immortal Rank

79: Chapter 79 Zhiyu choked with emotion, her Dao heart beginning to unravel.Facing the two lively treasures clinging to him on both sides, Li Yifei only felt a sense of amusement.

He neither pushed them away nor favored one over the other; instead, he left a gentle kiss on each of the girls’ smooth foreheads.

”Alright, you two little girls, stop arguing.” His voice carried a hint of doting helplessness. ”There is official business today; I will spend time with you tomorrow.”

He lightly pinched Ji Yunyue’s supple cheek and patted Murong Yao’s perky buttocks, saying in an unquestionable tone, ”Both of you go back and Cultivate properly. No fooling around.”

Feeling Li Yifei’s gentle yet commanding attitude, Murong Yao and Ji Yunyue exchanged a look and simultaneously stuck out their tongues.

They knew their husband (brother) meant what he said, so they reluctantly let go of his arms.

”Then... Brother-in-law mustn’t break his promise!”

”Yifei-gege must come find Yunyue!”

Amidst the two little girls’ sweet reminders, Li Yifei nodded with a smile and watched them bounce away.

After soothing these two little clingy spirits, Li Yifei straightened his robes, his expression returning to calm, and walked toward a refined small courtyard in the back mountain of Yifei Peak named ”Zhilan Pavilion,” specially prepared for a new Dao Companion.

Today, he was going to meet the last of the new Dao Companions. And her situation was somewhat special.

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Inside Zhilan Pavilion, the bridal chamber was decorated festively and luxuriously.

Zhou Zhiyu sat alone before the dressing table, looking at herself in the mirror wearing a magnificent wedding dress and a Phoenix coronet, but a thick smear of self-mockery curled at the corners of her mouth.

She was from the Hundred Herbs Hall, the earliest small power to attach itself to Yifei Peak, and she was Zhou Zhiqing’s elder sister.

Unlike her sister, she had been highly expected by her Family since childhood due to her excellent Earthly Spiritual Root Aptitude.

But because of this, her fate had never truly been in her own hands.

To repay a Family that had shown great kindness to the Hundred Herbs Hall, she had been betrothed at a very young age.

But fate is unpredictable; before she even reached the age of hair-pinning, that Family was completely wiped out in a bloodbath by Bandit Cultivators.

She thought the engagement would end there, but the Hundred Herbs Hall wanted to keep her high-quality Earthly Spiritual Root Bloodline and didn’t want to gain a reputation for being ungrateful, so they made her continue to maintain this marriage that existed in name only.

From then on, she became a unique existence in the Qingyun Sect Market—a young, beautiful ”Waiting Widow.”

This title was like an invisible shackle, warding off countless prying eyes and harassment, but also completely cutting off all her fantasies about the future.

She thought her life would be spent like this in the Hundred Herbs Hall, guarding a hollow memorial tablet until she grew old and died.

”Hehe... In the end, I still didn’t escape fate,” Zhou Zhiyu whispered, looking at herself in the mirror.

When the power of Yifei Peak was at its peak and the Hundred Herbs Hall decided to send a more significant ”gift,” she, the ”widow” who ”perfectly” met all of Li Yifei’s requirements, was pushed out without hesitation.

From one piece of cargo to another, only this time, the object of the transaction was even more noble.

She slowly raised her hand, stroking her exquisite face, feeling the spiritual energy in her body that had long reached Qi Refining Perfection but had been unable to progress an inch, her heart filled with desolation.

Just then, the door was gently pushed open with a ”creak.”

Li Yifei walked in slowly.

He immediately saw the beautiful figure sitting before the mirror.

Zhou Zhiyu wore a bright red wedding dress, with golden-threaded Phoenixes looking lifelike on the hem.

Her figure was tall and curvaceous, not with the greenness of a young girl, but like a fully ripened peach, exuding an incredibly tempting mature charm.

A standard oval face, eyebrows like distant mountains, eyes like autumn waters, a jade-like nose, and cherry lips—every feature was perfect.

Unlike her sister Zhou Zhiqing’s elegance, she had an added air of melancholy and flirtatiousness born from the passage of time, like a black rose with thorns, dangerous and charming.

Li Yifei naturally saw the self-mockery at the corners of her mouth that she hadn’t managed to hide in time, but he didn’t care.

It was not the first time he had encountered a similar situation.

Which of those women sent by their families as gifts didn’t have some resentment and unwillingness in their hearts?

But in the end, without exception, they all completely succumbed to the supreme wondrous realm of soul and body union in the Grand Ultimate Yin-Yang Dual Cultivation Secret Canon, willingly becoming Li Yifei’s women.

Compared to dull and boring seated meditation and Cultivation, this Dual Cultivation method not only allowed one’s cultivation to advance by leaps and bounds, but the ultimate pleasure within it was a temptation no Cultivator could resist.

He closed the door, walked slowly behind Zhou Zhiyu, looked into her eyes through the mirror, and spoke gently: ”Have you been waiting long?”

Zhou Zhiyu’s delicate body trembled. Meeting Li Yifei’s eyes, which were as deep as the starry sky, in the mirror, she felt an inexplicable panic and subconsciously lowered her head.

Li Yifei picked up two cups of spiritual wine from the table and handed one to her.

”From today on, you are my, Li Yifei’s, woman, one of the mistresses of Yifei Peak. Drink this Hehuan Wine, and the past will be wiped clean.”

Zhou Zhiyu looked up at the wine cup before her, then at Li Yifei’s handsome face that didn’t seem Mortal, and finally reached out a slightly trembling hand to take the cup.

Their arms crossed as they drained the delicious spiritual wine in their cups.

Putting down the cup, Li Yifei naturally raised his hand, his fingertips lightly brushing her exquisite jaw, feeling that silk-like smoothness, and praised sincerely: ”Your eyes are very beautiful, like a bottomless lake that makes one want to explore its depths.”

Zhou Zhiyu’s body stiffened again.

She had heard countless praises for her appearance, but no one had ever described her eyes like this.

Li Yifei didn’t give her much time to react; his other hand had already embraced her slender waist. A warm energy filled with masculine Qi came through her clothes, making her body go soft.

”You don’t need to feel sorry for yourself. Being sent to me is not a shackle for you, but the greatest Opportunity of your life.”

As Li Yifei spoke, he leaned down and kissed her cherry lips, which carried a faint scent of wine.

This kiss was domineering yet gentle, easily prying open her pearly teeth.

Zhou Zhiyu initially wanted to struggle, but under that strange power of Yang harmony, she felt all her strength drained, her mind went blank, and she could only let the other person take whatever he wanted.

Finally, she was picked up by Li Yifei by the waist and, with a startled cry, was gently placed on the soft wedding bed.

Looking at that fearful yet flirtatious face, Li Yifei thought to himself: ”Once you enter this door, Dual Cultivation and bearing children are your only missions. This is also the best way to exclude those little enchantresses from the Hehuan Sect; they would never easily give up their primordial yin before their mission is complete.”

Shedding the complex wedding dress, when the two finally met with complete honesty, Zhou Zhiyu closed her eyes, waiting for the storm to come as if accepting her fate.

However, the expected brutality did not appear.

As the Grand Ultimate Yin-Yang Dual Cultivation Secret Canon operated, a pure and ultimate Yang energy, which she had never experienced before, gently enveloped her entire body.

”Mmm...”

Zhou Zhiyu let out an irrepressible moan, her tense body unconsciously relaxing.

She suddenly opened her eyes, her face filled with unbelievable shock!

She could clearly feel that her Qi Refining Perfection spiritual energy, which had been stagnant for several years and polished to the limit, was actually beginning a higher level of purification and transformation under the guidance and cleansing of this Yang Harmony Power!

Those originally mixed and hard-to-detect spiritual energy Impurities were refined and dispersed one by one. Hermagic power became purer and more solid than ever before, and her entire Dantian Qi Sea seemed to be cheering with joy!

That invisible barrier leading to the Foundation Establishment Stage that had troubled her for years now became clearly visible, and under the impact of that power, it even showed signs of loosening!

”This... how is this possible?!” A tidal wave of shock rose in Zhou Zhiyu’s heart.

What kind of immortal technique is this! Just the beginning has brought her benefits greater than ten years of hard cultivation!

Her originally dead heart was, at this moment, completely ignited by the fire of hope called ”Longevity”!

After an unknown amount of time, when everything was calm, Zhou Zhiyu lay limp in Li Yifei’s arms, feeling the transformative changes in her body. The way she looked at Li Yifei had completely changed.

There was no more self-mockery or resentment, only shock, wild joy, and a trace of heartfelt admiration and submission.

Li Yifei stroked her smooth back and nodded with satisfaction.

With a thought, he sent a voice transmission outside the door: ”Zhiqing, come in and take care of your sister.”

Soon, Zhou Zhiqing pushed the door open and entered. Seeing the scene on the bed, her face turned red, but she quickly walked to the bedside and asked softly: ”Sister, do you... feel alright?”

Zhou Zhiyu looked at her sister, then at the man beside her who had brought her supreme Opportunity, her eyes reddening. In the end, a thousand words turned into a single satisfied sigh.