Chapter 484

Chapter 484: Technique of the Phoenix and the Luan

Wang Yu Wei’s appearance was not unexpected for Zhou Luo.

Once such a thing happened once, there was bound to be a second and third time. Moreover, the Technique of the Phoenix and the Luan indeed offered immense benefits, holding substantial temptation for cultivators.

"Are you determined to cultivate this technique?"

Zhou Luo stared at her, his expression grave and earnest, like a devout cultivator.

Seeing him like this, Wang Yu Wei felt a bit more settled within herself.

She nodded deeply. "I will not refuse if it can assist me in making a breakthrough."

As she uttered these words, a crystalline sheen flowed within Wang Yu Wei’s beautiful eyes, and a touch of solemnity rested upon her calm countenance.

For this matter, she had pondered for several days, turning it over in her mind repeatedly, before ultimately choosing to come here.

This was Zhou Luo’s room, so only the two of them were present.

For a moment, the air grew still. The two in the room locked eyes, their expressions utterly serene.

Whether it was Zhou Luo or Wang Yu Wei, they both understood clearly that what was to come next had nothing to do with romantic encounters. Everything was for the sake of the Dao.

This was the way of cultivators. To break through their limits and seek the path of immortality, they could forsake anything.

"Let us begin, then."

After a long pause, Zhou Luo finally turned slightly towards the large bed and spoke gently.

The bed was spacious. Though Zhou Luo usually practiced dual cultivation in Ye Qian’s room, he occasionally changed locations.

Thus, all the beds in Zhou Fu were quite large, easily accommodating two people for cultivation.

Wang Yu Wei pressed her lips together, her beautiful eyes flickering slightly. With slow steps, she walked to the bed.

The quilt had been removed, leaving only a cushion embroidered with gold-threaded patterns. Made from goose down, it was plush and soft, yet did not make one sink uncomfortably.

Wang Yu Wei sat on it. It felt soft and yielding, causing no discomfort at all.

She slightly bent her long, snow-white legs, and with her right hand, lightly slipped off the cloth shoes embroidered with cloud patterns, revealing a pair of exquisite, fair, and jade-like feet – smooth, supple, tempting one to touch.

Logically, given her formidable strength, she shouldn’t need to go through such trouble like an ordinary person. Yet, she deliberately moved slowly and with great gravity.

Zhou Luo simply watched quietly, offering no hurry.

A moment later, Wang Yu Wei removed both shoes, revealing those glistening, lovely small feet. With a turn, she sat cross-legged atop the cushion and took a deep breath.

Seeing her so serious and solemn, Zhou Luo couldn’t help but lift a corner of his mouth in a faint smile.

Thereafter, he began removing his garments.

Seeing this, Wang Yu Wei’s eyelashes trembled; she bit her lip so hard it nearly bled.

As the clothes dropped away, Zhou Luo’s robust and perfect physical form was revealed.

Over the years, aided by the Ten Thousand Refinement Body Art, his entire physique had grown infinitely close to a spiritual artifact. His body radiated a crystalline luster, every inch of skin refined and powerful, projecting an overwhelming sense of security.

Even Wang Yu Wei couldn’t help but glance sideways at him.

Most cultivators rarely paid extensive attention to tempering their physical bodies.

After all, when cultivators dueled, what mattered was whose spiritual power was more abundant, whose treasures were superior or more numerous.

Few cultivators fought with physical bodies.

Moreover, refining the physical body required significant resources and effort—far less economical than absorbing spiritual energy.

Thus, most cultivators only satisfied their basic bodily needs.

Yet, observing Zhou Luo now, his physique clearly involved tremendous dedication, especially that faintly radiating formidable presence, noticeable even without his activating it.

Last time inside the pagoda, darkness clouded her vision, and her chaotic mind prevented her from noticing.

Now, in this brightly lit chamber, she finally saw his form clearly.

No wonder he’d been so intense before!

Suddenly, Wang Yu Wei’s thoughts scattered wildly, her cheeks flushing instantly with a faint crimson.

She hurriedly circulated the Supreme Emotionless Technique to calm her mind.

Just as her composure returned, Zhou Luo sat before her clad only in light undergarments, raising his hands toward her.

"Let’s begin."

"Mm."

Wang Yu Wei lifted her slender, jade-like hands as instructed, pressing her palms to his.

Skin meeting skin stirred ripples across her heart.

Even after their previous intimacy, this contact left her unsettled.

Especially the scorching heat radiating from his broad palms, igniting flames within her.

Following the jade slips’ description, Zhou Luo closed his eyes, murmuring the technique’s incantation.

As the technique activated, spiritual energy around them surged toward them, flowing into their bodies, through meridians into their dantians. Fortified by the technique, it transformed into strands of mysterious power.

Almost immediately, faint light glowed where their palms touched. Tide-like currents of power circulated between them.

With practice, Wang Yu Wei’s mind gradually stilled. Supported by the Supreme Emotionless Technique, she discarded distractions, focusing intently on guiding the energy.

Two opposing streams of force cycled back and forth across their joined palms, weaving together to forge new power.

This energy weave soon intensified. Surging torrents flooded Wang Yu Wei’s senses; her body began to burn fiercely as the energy turned wild.

Closing her beautiful eyes, with a mental command, her garment vanished. In its place, a flawless, fluorescent-sheened body shimmered into view.

Embarrassment faded entirely now. Submerging into the technique’s rhythm, she plunged into profound practice.

Stripped of her robe, her immaculate form unfolded before Zhou Luo.

His heart stirred unexpectedly.

Despite having many wives and concubines, witnessing this transcendent, divine physique inevitably kindled unnamed heat.

Whoosh.

A breeze swept past them, leaving cool traces in its wake. As the first phase ended, the second was ready to unfold.

Zhou Luo withdrew his hands, leaned in, locked her supple frame against him, and captured her lips.

"Mmm…"

The electric tingle where their mouths met drew an instinctive moan from her.

Simultaneously, a piercing avian screech echoed faintly in her ears—sharp, desperate, tearing free of constraints ready to unleash.

Her inner power amplified into frenzy. Peach-hued warmth bloomed across her jade skin as her being became a crucible of fire.

Zhou Luo’s pace transformed to fervor; the force within him now surged relentlessly against her defenses.

Her vision blurred instantly; her mind dissolved into surrender. Operating purely on instinct, she channeled the technique, yielding entirely to Zhou Luo’s mounting motions.

Crescent-high above the night sky, moonshine bled silver through the window across the chamber floor, tracing an incandescent, quivering heart-shape.

Entwined as one, the pair descended into the deep heartbeats of true dual cultivation…