Chapter 61: Awakening Through Dual Cultivation

Inside the wooden house in the fishing village, Da Niu slowly awoke.

"Where is Master?" He didn’t even care about the unfamiliar surroundings or Luo Feng’s figure. His gaze swept over the group of people before finally landing on Qin Luo.

"Master was taken back to the Guiyi Sect by the old sword master," Qin Luo said sadly.

"Let’s go, save them!" Da Niu struggled to sit up, only to find that all his inner energy had vanished.

"Easy for you to say." Luo Feng casually parted the group and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Your meridians are all broken, and as far as I know, they didn’t even make a move." Luo Feng’s words made Da Niu’s face turn red and white in turns.

"But we have to do something." Da Niu looked at Qin Luo again.

"You’re right about that," Luo Feng laughed. "Let’s do something, let’s make love."

Luo Feng pulled Jiang Qingyu into his arms and said to Da Niu, "If you want to regain your strength, sleep with the Empress."

"What?" Da Niu hadn’t reacted yet.

Luo Feng shook his head, somewhat impatiently saying, "You’re on the verge of death right now. Only the true energy within her body can save you. Hurry up and get on with it. I don’t want to kill another person."

Da Niu looked at the group and, seeing that even Jiang Qingyu was nodding, finally understood and said, "Senior brother, this is..."

Qin Luo patted his shoulder and whispered, "The old sword master is already at the ninth level. If he wants to save his master, he must focus on cultivation."

"The one who fought against Master that day was just one of his subordinates..." Qin Luo smiled bitterly, "We are still far behind..."

Qin Luo and Da Niu are both at the sixth rank, Xiao Qing is at the beginning of the seventh rank, and Jiang Qingyu is at the middle of the seventh rank. Even if we add Nangong Muyun, who is at the great perfection of the seventh rank, they are no match for the old sword master.

"How long will that take..." Da Niu was still preoccupied with Nangong Muyun.

"At least level eight," Qin Luo said.

"Eighth Rank, shaking heaven and earth..." Da Niu said quietly. The eighth rank corresponds to the eight transformations of the Overlord’s Manual, which he already knew by heart.

"So..." Qin Luo patted Da Niu on the shoulder again, gave Jiang Qingyu a grateful look, and said, "Hurry up."

The group left the house with Luo Feng, leaving Jiang Qingyu and Da Niu alone.

As Da Niu stood up, the white cloth covering his body fell off, revealing a dark, muscular physique.

Perhaps because of the subtle relationship between Nangong Muyun and Jiang Qingyu, Da Niu had always kept his distance from this high and mighty empress. He never imagined that after being in a coma for more than a month, the first thing he would do upon waking up was to sleep with Jiang Qingyu.

Jiang Qingyu, dressed in a long black and gold dress, stood quietly by the window. Da Niu was at a loss for words, and the atmosphere in the room gradually fell silent.

A gentle sea breeze blows in, and the strings of herbs hanging outside the window tap lightly against the windowsill from time to time, making a rhythmic tapping sound.

Jiang Qingyu’s situation was no better than Da Niu’s. Since Qin Zheng’s death, she had never been with a man. Da Niu and Nangong Muyun’s affair seemed to be kept secret from her, which led her to accidentally witness one erotic scene after another. Unconsciously, her long-dormant heart was silently awakened.

Fortunately, with the rise of dual cultivation techniques in recent years, people in the lower realms have gradually become more open-minded about matters between men and women.

The room was dimly lit, and the sea breeze blowing through the window made the candlelight flicker. Da Niu mustered up his courage and looked at Jiang Qingyu. This was the first time he had ever truly regarded this powerful empress as a woman.

Jiang Qingyu also raised her head slightly, and when their eyes met, Da Niu lowered his head first.

But Jiang Qingyu didn’t give him much time. She rolled over onto the bed, and before Da Niu could react, he was pinned down.

"Do you want to save Nangong Muyun?" Although Jiang Qingyu’s pretty face was slightly flushed, her tone still carried that habitual air of authority.

Da Niu nodded blankly, but then Jiang Qingyu asked again, "Then what are you waiting for?"

Two plump thighs were wrapped around his waist. Da Niu raised his head, and in the flickering candlelight, Jiang Qingyu’s face appeared dazed and captivating.

He instinctively wanted to take off his pants, but found that his lower body was already naked. He reached for Jiang Qingyu’s waist with both hands, and Da Niu’s breathing became rapid. He never thought that one day, the woodcutter would share a bed with the empress.

Jiang Qingyu’s lowered eyebrows were already flushed with red, and with a slight movement of her jade-like hand, her smooth and beautiful back was immediately revealed.

In the courtyard, beside a graphite stone, Qin Luo closed his eyes. With Jiang Qingyu’s tacit permission, a wisp of his divine sense quietly entered the room.

In another room, Xiao Qing looked at Qin Luo under the moonlight from the window, her eyes filled with tenderness.

The moon was round, but the two soft breasts in front of Da Niu were even rounder. Apart from Nangong Muyun and Fairy Lin, he had no other women since he came down the mountain. So when he pressed his hands against those two soft mounds, he began to habitually think of Nangong Muyun.

They seemed even fuller than Nangong Muyun’s, but their areolas were noticeably smaller, and their rosy nipples also appeared small and cute.

No, Da Niu immediately dismissed the idea. Although the woman in front of him was naked and panting, he couldn’t imagine any connection between her and Nangong Muyun every time he looked at Jiang Qingyu.

The noble air that Jiang Qingu was born with and was influenced by from the depths of the palace always gave him a sense of detachment with her unlike Nangong Muyun.

He even felt that he had died in that great battle and that everything now was just a dream. Until Jiang Qingyu could no longer bear his slowness, she grasped his penis with her jade hand, moved her slender waist slightly to find the right position, and with a long panting breath, the two finally became one.

The warm touch and overwhelming pressure made Da Niu’s pupils dilate instantly. He felt the glans, which had already penetrated Jiang Qingyu’s body, struggling to move forward. Da Niu, who was completely bewildered, finally woke up.

This is not a dream.

A wisp of true energy quietly awakened, and Da Niu’s hands suddenly slid towards Jiang Qingyu’s waist. Before she could react, he straightened his waist, and his huge glans broke through layers of soft flesh, heading straight for the flower core.

"You..." Jiang Qingyu wanted to rebuke him angrily, but instead, a soft moan came out of her mouth.

"It’s too big... slow down..."

Da Niu ignored her and instinctively pressed his penis into Jiang Qingyu’s body. Although her tight vagina was already very wet, Jiang Qingyu still felt a huge tearing sensation coming from her lower body under Da Niu’s abnormal size.

This caused her to almost instantly collapse, her entire body slumped into Da Niu’s arms, her two soft mounds pressed tightly against his firm chest. Da Niu’s thunderous heartbeat suddenly filled Jiang Qingyu with fear.

Da Niu finally stopped moving when he felt his glans touch something soft. He was no longer as vigorous as before, and he was panting heavily. He slowly climbed up Jiang Qingyu’s plump buttocks with both hands.

The warm and smooth touch was very pleasant to Da Niu. He even felt as if he was playing with a piece of smooth jade in his hand. But at this moment, Jiang Qingyu, whose eyebrows were furrowed, suddenly felt a strange sensation. The rough hand seemed to have some kind of unknown magic. Every touch and kneading made her delicate body tremble.

This made her unconsciously wiggle her plump buttocks slightly, and the fullness in her honey hole spread, wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. Jiang Qingyu’s brows gradually relaxed, followed by boundless spring passion.

Just as she was immersed in this long-awaited wave of spring passion, an electric-like sensation made her let out a soft cry. Da Niu had bitten one of her perky nipples. With two sensitive areas attacked, Jiang Qingyu’s jade fingers, which were gripping Da Niu’s shoulder, were already deeply embedded in it. Under Da Niu’s nimble tongue, the amplitude of her plump hips twisting increased.

"Um..."

The faint, melodious tune instantly restored Da Niu’s strength. He knew that the woman lying on top of him had fully adapted to his size. With another exclamation from Jiang Qingyu, Da Niu suddenly sat up, lifted the plump buttocks in his hands, and slowly began to thrust.

As drops of spring water gushed out, this position caused Jiang Qingyu to hug Da Niu’s shoulders tightly. Her two round breasts were squeezed into an alluring shape, unconsciously responding to Da Niu’s movements. Before she knew it, she had pressed Da Niu’s head against her chest.

Da Niu’s hands held the swaying, plump buttocks, and his mouth held the rosy nipples. Although this position prevented him from thrusting freely, the wonderful sensation between Jiang Qingyu’s legs, different from that of Nangong Muyun, still excited him immensely.

Her jade-like legs tightly gripped his thick waist, her long black hair danced wildly in the air, and Da Niu’s thrusts, which always managed to reach her core, made Jiang Qingyu lose control. This close union brought her an unprecedentedly pleasurable experience.

In an instant, the woman’s soft moans and the man’s heavy breathing echoed in the small and quiet room. The contrast between the fair and tender body and the dark body was striking. From the window, the point where the two were joined was clearly visible, and one could even vaguely see that Da Niu’s penis, which was moving in and out of Jiang Qingyu’s body, was occasionally pulling out a layer of soft flesh.

Taking a deep breath, Qin Luo never imagined that the true energy in his body would be so intense. After learning about the relationship between Jiang Qingyu and Qin Zheng, he had always regarded her as an elder.

Looking up in the main hall, decisive in killing in the forest, and the aloof and unapproachable aura emanating from Jiang Qingyu made it impossible for Qin Luo to imagine her alluring appearance with a face full of spring passion.

As he took in the entire scene inside the room and recalled Nangong Muyun and Fairy Lin’s previous lewd behavior, Qin Luo actually began to feel a sense of anticipation.

A cold wind blew outside the window, but the room was filled with the warmth of spring. Da Niu finally grew tired of the position and laid Jiang Qingyu flat on the bed. He turned the delicate body in front of him over, then came behind Jiang Qingyu, grabbed her slender waist with both hands and lifted her up. Jiang Qingyu seemed to have realized what embarrassing position Da Niu wanted to put her in, and for a moment she stopped cooperating.

Da Niu used all his strength, but still couldn’t move Jiang Qingyu’s delicate body at all. In his impatience, he actually slapped the Empress’s plump buttocks.

"Smack!"

A crisp sound rang out, and Jiang Qingyu’s delicate body trembled. Born into a noble family, she had never been treated like this before. Just as she was about to glare coldly at Da Niu, she was slapped again.

"Smack!"

A burning sensation shot through her, and Jiang Qingyu froze on the spot. She suddenly felt the lustful fluids inside her honeypot increase even more. This embarrassing discovery made her afraid to move, and her legs unconsciously pressed tightly together. But Da Niu didn’t have time to admire the perfect body in front of him. While Jiang Qingyu was in a daze, he lifted her slender waist and positioned her in a rear-entry position before thrusting into her in an instant.

"Ah... slower..."

As the fiery dragon invaded, Jiang Qingyu forgot about the spanking she had just received. Her slender waist involuntarily sank down, and she braced herself firmly on the bed with both hands.

Without the constraints of the previous position, Da Niu was finally able to thrust without restraint. Watching the Empress’s honey hole being stretched open little by little by the giant dragon, and then entering inch by inch, the sense of conquest that arose spontaneously made him slap the plump buttocks in front of him a few more times.

"You... ah... so deep..."

Just as Jiang Qingyu was about to reprimand her, she was interrupted by a wave of pleasure emanating from her lower body. After a few slaps, she had lost her previous momentum.

As one thing ebbs and the other flows, Da Niu’s lust is at its peak. Although he tries his best to control himself, Jiang Qingyu’s honeyed orifice, which sucks at his glans like a living thing, makes him unconsciously want to go deeper. What’s even more fueling the fire is that, with Da Niu’s movements, he slowly feels his internal energy gradually recovering. The gushing spring water in Jiang Qingyu’s honeyed passage seems to have transformed into a source of life, silently nourishing his body, which is recovering from a serious illness, with each thrust.