Dual Cultivation System: My Cultivation Was Crippled, So I Rely on Intimacy to Level Up

Chapter 232: Jade Back Runes Shock the Dao Heart

Zhou Kai made up his mind. He sent a Divine Sense transmission to Chuntao and Xiahe, ordering them to bring Chen Ziyi and Lin Zhiwei to the summit.

Wang Qiaoqiao was also mandatory; activating her physique could no longer be delayed. Besides, the logistics of the Brilliance City shop needed the touch of his little god of wealth.

He himself transformed into a streak of flowing light, shooting straight for Yantian Peak.

After grabbing a random disciple for intel, he learned that Xie Zhifei had been in Secluded Cultivation for three years, charging toward the Golden Core.

Spying on a breakthrough was a major taboo in the cultivation world. Zhou Kai wasn’t that despicable.

He simply stood atop the peak, observing Xie Zhifei’s cave from a distance.

Ambient Spirit Qi swirled around the entrance, pouring inward with a slow, hydraulic inevitability.

Zhou Kai analyzed the frequency of the fluctuations, cross-referencing them with his own data.

“The absorption rate is slower than mine, but the foundation is granite-solid. He needs another three years.”

Satisfied, Zhou Kai turned and departed in a flash of rainbow light.

Since the saber manual trade was off the table, his thoughts returned to the shop. To secure a foothold in Brilliance City, he needed exclusive, high-end inventory.

Yantian Peak… Mo Qianyuan was here.

Her Talisman Dao was unique. Securing a few of her exclusive, custom-made talismans as flagship products was a solid strategy.

Yunmeng Residence.

Abandoned for a decade, the estate was slowly regaining its vitality under Mo Qianyuan’s meticulous care.

Weeds were eradicated. Vines were trimmed. Everything was ordered, symmetrical, perfect.

In the courtyard, processed Demon Beast materials were sorted by grade and element, stacked in geometric piles. even the folded edges of the pelts looked like they had been measured with a caliper.

Mo Qianyuan sat on a stone bench, methodically wiping a carving knife. As Zhou Kai descended from the sky, she didn’t even look up.

“Husband. If you are feeling amorous, go find the other sisters. According to my schedule, I will visit Taiji Peak in fifteen days and three ke.”

Zhou Kai forgot about the business proposal instantly.

He crossed the distance in two strides, snatched the knife from her hand, and tossed it onto a pile of leather.

“To hell with your fifteen days and three ke.” He leaned down, pinching her chin. “When I want to see my woman, I see her. Your calendar doesn’t get a vote.”

“You!” Shame and annoyance flashed in Mo Qianyuan’s eyes—she loathed having her plans disrupted. Her wrist twisted instinctively, a subtle force trying to break his grip.

Zhou Kai didn’t bother arguing. He scooped her up by the waist and strode into the freshly cleaned pavilion.

Beneath the loose Daoist robes, her curves were astonishingly warm and soft.

The bed soon heated up.

After the clouds and rain subsided, Mo Qianyuan lay lazily on her stomach. Only then did Zhou Kai bring up business.

“I do possess inheritances that Calamity Abyss Valley lacks,” she said, her voice husky with the afterglow. “But they are not suitable for retail.”

“Why?”

“You know I wasn’t born in the Sect. My Master found me in a Secret Realm. My Talisman skills come from there.”

She rolled onto her side, looking at him. “The inheritance is called the Primordial Star Body Script. It isn’t about ink and paper. It focuses on carving runes directly onto the physical body… or the soul.”

She lay back on her stomach.

As she moved, a network of pale golden runes ignited along her spine, glowing as if branded into the bone.

The patterns flowed from the nape of her snow-white neck down into the curve of her waist, forming a complex circuit diagram.

The runes seemed alive, breathing with her, every stroke exuding a sharp, metallic aura.

“This is…” Zhou Kai’s pupils contracted.

“I carved them myself. Stroke by stroke. With a knife.”

Mo Qianyuan’s tone was clinical, detached.

“It was painful. While carving, one must maintain a clear Spirit Platform and absolute unity of mind. A single tremble ruins the circuit.”

“But the benefits are absolute. My talismans can be activated multiple times without degrading. Their output is constant.”

She paused. “When the runes cover my entire body, I should be able to condense my Core.”

Zhou Kai’s fingertips traced the glowing lines. He could almost feel the phantom pain of the blade slicing through skin and scraping bone.

“Yunmian… did she carve these too?” he asked, his voice dry.

“Master?” Mo Qianyuan chuckled softly. “She is terrified of pain and effort. How could she endure this?”

Zhou Kai believed that instantly.

He took a deep breath, suppressing a surge of anger at the technique itself. “When you break through to Nascent Soul, will you continue this Primordial Star Body Script?”

“Nascent Soul is a distant dream,” she shook her head. “The inheritance is incomplete. The path ends at Golden Core Perfection.”

“It sounds orthodox, but it walks a fine line,” Zhou Kai said solemnly. “Refining the human body into a living talisman… Qianyuan, do not let obsession consume you.”

“Talismans are my Dao,” she replied, her gaze unwavering. “I will never abandon them.”

Another one with a diamond-hard Dao Heart.

Zhou Kai had a headache, but he knew force wouldn’t work. He held her tighter, resolving to find her a better body-refining inheritance—one that didn’t require self-mutilation.

With a thought, he commanded the System.

Transfer 10,000 Comprehension Points to Mo Qianyuan.

Ten thousand points were enough for a Foundation Establishment cultivator to deconstruct a same-tier technique and reinvent it. With that kind of processing power, she would surely see the flaws in the Primordial Star Body Script—and fix them.

Leaving Yunmeng Residence, Zhou Kai checked his balance. 110,000 Comprehension Points remained.

He didn’t spend any on himself.

Since entering Golden Core, he had a premonition that a massive boost in Comprehension would trigger a deep Epiphany. Now was not the time for a multi-year trance. He had too many fires to manage.

By the time he returned to Taiji Peak, night had fallen.

The mountains were saturated with Extreme Yin ghostly energy, but the usual scanning sweep of Divine Sense was absent.

“Li Youci isn’t training her radar? She must be in final preparations for her Core formation.”

Zhou Kai didn’t stop. He flew straight to the summit cave.

Inside, the lamps were bright. Chen Ziyi, Lin Zhiwei, and Wang Qiaoqiao rose as he entered.

Zhou Kai skipped the pleasantries.

“You three. From today onward, you are all entering Secluded Cultivation.”

He caught Wang Qiaoqiao opening her mouth. “Qiaoqiao, shelve the Brilliance City plans. Stay in my cave. Do not leave.”

Chen Ziyi nodded obediently. Lin Zhiwei looked confused. Wang Qiaoqiao raised an eyebrow but swallowed her questions.

Zhou Kai looked at them seriously.

“The Universe Qi Unification Return to Truth Mysterious Canon resonates with my Creation Spirit Yang Body. I can use it to scrub your Dao Foundations and overclock your potential. Ignore everything else. Empty your minds.”

“If you are lucky… you might just Awaken a special constitution.”