Dual cultivation.

Of the 27 people who entered the bar, only 2 left by nightfall. The moon, full and majestic, slowly rose from the horizon, bathing the city in a bluish light that seemed to caress every corner.

The hanging lanterns from the houses added a warm glow, their golden sparkles blending with the moon's blue hue. Under this magical illumination, the streets appeared like rivers of liquid gold, reflecting a radiance that transformed the city into a dreamlike landscape.

As the night came, so did tranquility. It was the time to rest after a long day but also a time for celebration. The clinking of glasses echoed in the air, accompanied by laughter, lively conversations, and the bustle of enjoyment. The joy and pleasure of nightlife.

—Mmm... Where am I?

Opening my eyes, I found myself staring at an unfamiliar ceiling. My head was in disarray, and the burning in my stomach reminded me something was wrong.

—What... is this?

I sat up slowly, feeling the weight of my numb body. I was lying on a bed in a dark room where the only light came from the moon timidly streaming through the window. Outside, the hanging lanterns cast faint glimmers, blending with the blue glow and creating a dreamy atmosphere.

I tried piecing together the puzzle. The last image I remembered was the bustling bar, the laughter, the clinking glasses... and then the drinking contest. I won, didn't I? Yes, I had won. But after that... everything went black. And now, I was here.

—Oh, you're awake, my sleeping prince.

A soft, melodic voice whispered next to my ear. Its tone, warm and tinged with subtle sensuality, sent shivers down my spine. Slowly, I turned toward the source of the sound, and there was Xia Ruyen, lying beside me, so close I could feel the warmth of her body.

Her lips curled into a faint smile, her eyes sparkling as if she enjoyed my confusion. For a moment, time seemed to freeze in that moonlit room, and all I could perceive was her all-encompassing presence.

—Leader...? What are you doing here?

My voice barely came out, tinged with disbelief. I didn't expect to see her, much less like this. This morning, her presence was already imposing, but now... something had changed.

Her appearance was entirely different. The sweet, intoxicating scent surrounding her wasn't there before, and her skin, once slightly tanned, now appeared clear and radiant under the dim light. But what unsettled me the most was her attire: the white robe she usually wore had been replaced with a light, almost translucent fabric, revealing her large, firm breasts.

But no, that wasn't the important thing. What mattered was... why was she here? And why was she next to me?

—What's wrong, sweetie? —she whispered, her warm breath brushing against my ear as she spoke with a slow, almost hypnotic cadence. —Don't tell me you've already forgotten your bet.

Her voice was soft, but there was a hint of mischief in her tone that made my mind reel. Memories began to surface in fragmented pieces, like parts of an incomplete puzzle. But even as I tried to organize my thoughts, her closeness and that intense gaze wouldn't let me focus.

Suddenly, I remembered. The bet.

Damn. Why did I do it? I just wanted to win a little more money, nothing else. But now... now none of that mattered. All I knew was that I had to get out of this. However, my reaction was too slow.

—Sweetheart, stop thinking about anything other than me, okay? Mwah.

Before I could process her words, I felt the soft brush of her lips against mine. The world seemed to stop as my mind struggled to react, but my body was already paralyzed under hers. Without warning, she was on top of me.

Her long black hair fell like a curtain around us, framing her face and those amber eyes that glowed with a hypnotic intensity. Moonlight streamed through the window, casting soft shadows over her clear, bare skin, visible through the thin fabric that barely covered her figure.

My eyes moved involuntarily, capturing every detail: her delicate shoulders, the contours of her large, firm breasts, visible beneath the faint barrier of fabric. Her expression was filled with shameless desire, a dangerous mixture of sweetness and voracity.

Her long, perfectly toned legs parted to straddle mine, pinning me under her weight. Now, she was sitting atop me, her warmth seeping through the barrier of my clothing.

—Come on, don't resist,— she whispered. Her voice was a murmur, but every word vibrated with a force that made me shiver. —Tonight, only you and I exist.

—Your spark is still in its prime, but together we could ignite a flame that transcends the bounds of the stellar dao,— Xia Ruyen murmured, her voice like a melody that seeped into the depths of my mind.

For cultivators, this method was not merely an intimate practice; it was a powerful path of cultivation. Dual cultivation didn't use natural energies from the environment but instead channeled the internal forces of yin and yang from both participants.

This process, known and practiced worldwide, required a cultivating pair to synchronize their energies, strengthening each other and improving their mastery of cultivation in multiple aspects. However, few understood the depth of this art: it unified not only energies but also wills.

I hadn't noticed before that my clothes were gone. My bare skin was exposed to the cold night air, while hers was covered only by a thin layer of fabric that could hardly be called clothing.

The barrier between us was almost nonexistent, and the little energy remaining in my origin core was depleted. This morning's fight had drained my reserves dry. There was no natural energy I could absorb; I had no strength left to resist. Now, I was completely at her mercy.

Despite her refined appearance, Xia Ruyen had always been known for her overwhelming strength. A woman of impeccable elegance on the outside but with a demeanor as wild as a battle-hardened warrior. Yet now, at this moment, everything about her radiated the grace and magnetism of a mature woman.

For the first time, I felt my self-control crumble. My breathing became erratic, and a searing warmth began to spread through my body. My heart pounded frantically, each beat resounding in my ears. A treacherous blush appeared on my cheeks, burning my face as I tried to maintain a neutral expression.

—Don't fight this, little Bai,— she whispered, leaning closer to me, her warm breath brushing my ear. —Don't worry... I'll take care of you.

A shaky sigh escaped me. The weight of her body on mine, the touch of her warm skin against mine, and the pressure of her hips began to break down the last barriers of my will. Her gaze burned with an intensity that made everything around me fade away, leaving only this moment, this connection.

When she began moving her hips, her motions were slow and deliberate, causing a clash between her hips and mine. An electric current shot through my body, and I could no longer hold back. The world, the stellar dao, tomorrow... none of it mattered.

I surrendered.

In this moment, I could only follow the teachings from my father's book. Those days at home, before descending the mountain, still echoed in my memory like a distant life.

I searched the entire house where I found my mother's inheritance, but also something that could be considered an inheritance from my father: a small, thick book filled with many pages.

The title, engraved with faded black ink, read: "Dual Cultivation: The Path to Happiness." I only dared to skim through it because it contained the word "cultivation" in its title. Seeing the handwriting, I knew without a doubt it had been written by my father.

Every line was a mystery, a blend of daoist philosophy and secrets that bordered on the forbidden. It spoke of yin and yang energies, of a perfect balance that could only be achieved through the union of two bodies, not in conflict but in a pure exchange of essence.

I read it all, word for word. At first with skepticism, but as the explanations grew deeper and more detailed, something inside me knew this was also a path of cultivation, though unlike any I had studied before.

I memorized every technique, every method, and every warning in my mind as if it were another martial art. And now, finding myself trapped in this moment, those teachings emerged forcefully from the depths of my memory.

Bai Xuebing made a decision and, with determination, decided to take control of the situation.

Without hesitation, he firmly grabbed Xia Ruyen's waist, lifting himself just enough to reverse their positions. Now she was beneath him, her black hair spread out like a dark mantle over the bed illuminated by moonlight.

—Oh, my, are you that impatient?— Xia Ruyen murmured with a mischievous smile, her amber eyes shining with a mix of challenge and desire. —Very well, just because you're cute, I'll let you do as you wish.

I remembered the words from the book: "When given free rein, continue with the next steps." My breathing grew heavier as I ran a hand along her waist, tracing the contours of her warm, smooth skin with my fingers before sliding them toward her hips. My other hand ascended, finding her breasts and beginning to massage them slowly, savoring how the thin fabric of her undergarments barely contained their shape.

I leaned over her, letting my lips seek the exposed skin of her neck, leaving a trail of warm, wet kisses that descended toward the valley of her breasts. I cupped one of them in my hands, squeezing gently at first but increasing the intensity upon hearing her ragged moans.

—Oh... Mm... Bai Xuebing... Who would have thought you could be so skilled...? Hmm...

Her expressions grew increasingly enraptured. With one hand, I slid my fingers over the fabric covering her crotch, pressing right where her warmth was most evident. The dampness began to seep through the fabric. My fingers began moving in slow but firm circles, feeling how her hips reacted involuntarily with slight forward movements, seeking more contact.

At the same time, with my other hand, I squeezed her breast harder, letting my fingers explore every curve. My lips finally reached their goal, capturing her nipple between them, licking and gently biting while she arched her back with a deep sigh.

—Ah... more... don't stop...

I slowly moved up to her face, gently holding her chin as I looked into her eyes. Her trembling lips parted slightly, and I leaned in to kiss her deeply. Her tongue against mine ignited something primal within me. As I kissed her, my free hand continued to stimulate her, increasing the pressure and speed of my movements. Her body trembled beneath me, her moans filled the air, and her skin burned at the touch.

My fingers continued exploring her pussy, slowly sliding the fabric that barely covered her away. Xia Ruyen slightly arched her back, her parted lips releasing a heavy sigh. Her hips rose gently, and the motion caused our skins to brush together, a brief contact that sent electric currents through my body.

—Bai, don't be so shy,— she murmured, her tone soft, almost teasing, as her hands caressed my chest, slowly descending with a pressure that made me shiver.

I cupped her face in my hands, my lips finding hers in a deep, fiery kiss, while my other hand moved, brushing her leg before reaching her waist. Her soft moans mingled with mine, creating a melody that filled the room with an intoxicating atmosphere.

—Ah... yes, just like that... more...— Xia Ruyen gasped, moving her hips against my hand.

The fabric that once covered her fell to the floor, and now nothing separated our skins.

It was the moment. Her wet pussy, filled with juices. I remembered the final step, to infuse what remained of my energy into my cock, which would be the connection between her and me, uniting us as one.

I aligned my penis with Xia's entrance and began to rub it slowly. Xia started to emit moans.

—Ah... Aeu... ugh...

And then I whispered in her ear.

—Hold on as much as you can, okay?

—We'll see who... Ah!— she tried to tease, but it was too late.

As soon as she spoke, I immediately thrust into her vagina.

—Ah... eh!

She shuddered. Her body writhed with pleasure from the abrupt entry of my massive cock. I pressed her shoulders down and began slowly pulling my cock out of her vagina.

—Eh... mmm... mph...

She felt it leave her body and let out a moan; I thrust into her again. Her warmth was intense, her desperate movements, and her nails left burning marks on my back as I wrapped my arms around her, pressing her even closer to me.

My lips traced her neck, nibbling softly, while my hands traveled up her torso, caressing every curve with an almost reverent devotion. Xia Ruyen closed her eyes, her breathing increasingly ragged, her chest rising and falling to the rhythm of her uncontrollable moans.

—Oh... Bai... Harder!— she gasped, her voice breaking as her legs entwined around mine, her body trembling beneath my thrusts.

My own breathing grew uneven, and my body moved instinctively to match hers. Each thrust was an explosion of sensations, each moan an invitation to continue, to lose myself completely in her. The sound of our bodies colliding filled the room, a rhythm that quickened with each moment, with each thrust.

—More... don't stop...— she whispered against my ear, her warm breath sending chills down my spine.

My movements became more intense, deeper, faster. Xia Ruyen called out to me again and again, her voice ragged, her body responding to mine in perfect synchrony. Her gaze met mine, and in her eyes, I saw a mixture of pleasure, desire, and something deeper that took my breath away.

The rhythm quickened, positions shifted smoothly, and Bai Xuebing guided Xia Ruyen in a new game of desires and sensations. The passion flowed without limits, each movement exploring new depths.

—You can still keep going, right?— Xia Ruyen murmured with a tired but burning smile.

Bai Xuebing looked at her with a soft, almost tender expression, and replied confidently:

—This is just the beginning,— I said with confidence, my expression reflecting my certainty, and a faint, nearly invisible smile appeared on my face.

—I like that expression.

We continued, following the flow. As we did, we changed positions; sometimes her hips bounced atop me, or I moved. Our fluids mingled with our energy. We kept going until we were both satisfied.

Finally, her body tensed beneath mine, her moans reaching a higher pitch as her nails dug into my skin. Moments later, I too reached climax, my body trembling with the intensity of the sensations.

The room fell silent, except for our ragged breaths. Xia Ruyen rested against me, her hair spread over the pillow as a satisfied smile graced her lips.

—Mmm... you're better than I expected, Bai... Xue...bing,— she said slowly with a playful tone, softly caressing my face.

My face was flushed with a tired but satisfied expression; I could barely stay conscious. That was when Xia kissed me softly and closed her eyes.

—Rest, tomorrow we have a lot to do, my new comrade...— she whispered slowly before falling asleep, hugging me.

"I did it," I thought calmly. My father's teachings were useful, though I won't deny that it was my first time performing dual cultivation.

Soon I also fell asleep.

Bai Xuebing and Xia Ruyen spent the night sleeping beside each other, though it was all due to a lost bet. Bai Xuebing managed to gain something from it; the dual cultivation had taken effect, allowing his cultivation to grow a small realm, advancing from the first to the second stage of the third realm.