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

Zhou Kai crouched beside Du Chuyao, his Divine Sense sweeping through her body. His brow furrowed slightly.

Her physical injuries, both internal and external, weren’t actually that severe. That scoundrel Wan Lang had clearly planned to refine her into a Cultivation Vessel; he had pulled his punches to avoid damaging her root potential.

The real problem lay elsewhere.

The strange Mana transformed from that pink poisonous mist had entrenched itself deep within her Dantian and Consciousness Sea, stubborn as maggots clinging to bone. As what little Mana she had left circulated, the toxin seeped thread by thread into her limbs and skeleton.

“This is troublesome,” Zhou Kai said, his voice grave. “This so-called ‘Joyful Union poison’ isn’t a toxin in the traditional sense. It is desire itself, amplified to the extreme by Mana. Standard Antidote Pills won’t do a thing.”

He spoke from experience. He had been on the receiving end of similar underhanded methods before and knew exactly how tenacious they were.

Wu Hongxiao looked at him with wide, worried eyes. “Then… what should we do?”

Zhou Kai rubbed his chin thoughtfully. He reached for his Storage Bag and retrieved a small jade bottle. He tipped it over, shaking out a single pill the size of a longan fruit. It swirled with red and green hues.

“Let’s give her this first.”

His heart bled as he held it out. This was a Green Blood Dragon Saliva Pill. He had refined it himself using the incredibly rare Green Blood Dragon Saliva Grass as the main ingredient. The process had been grueling, and he had only produced three in total. Each one was invaluable.

But right now, saving Du Chuyao was paramount. This favor had to be rock-solid. He didn’t dare gamble on whether Wan Lang would snap and chase them down in a frenzy.

“Now that we’ve escaped the Inverted Phoenix Lock Immortal Array, we’re free of the formation’s suppressing power,” Zhou Kai explained, stuffing the pill between Du Chuyao’s pale lips. “Once her injuries stabilize and she recovers some Mana, she should be able to refine and suppress the poison herself.”

Wu Hongxiao bowed deeply. “Thank you, Fellow Daoist Zhou, for your generous assistance!”

The pill dissolved the moment it entered her mouth, transforming into a torrent of medicinal energy that surged into Du Chuyao’s body.

Zhou Kai turned to the junior sister. “Fellow Daoist Wu, do you have a way to contact the elders of Qionghua Palace? We need an escort.”

Wu Hongxiao shook her head, a bitter smile on her face. “I usually just follow Eldest Senior Sister. My communication jade token is short-range and linked only to her. Senior Sister can contact the Sect elders, but…”

She glanced at the unconscious Du Chuyao. Clearly, she wasn’t in any state to make a call.

Zhou Kai pondered for a moment. He calculated the odds of calling in his brother-in-law or his cheap Master to back him up.

No, not yet.

Du Chuyao still had a generic Spatial Rupture Talisman on her. If they truly hit a desperate dead end, they could still run. Furthermore, Wan Lang had been critically injured by Du Chuyao’s desperate counterattack. The man was likely hiding in a hole somewhere licking his wounds, not recklessly pursuing them.

Thinking this, he suppressed the urge to call for help.

About the time it takes for an incense stick to burn passed.

Du Chuyao’s long eyelashes fluttered. A soft, delicate moan escaped her lips as she slowly regained consciousness.

“Eldest Senior Sister, you’re awake!” Wu Hongxiao exclaimed, rushing over.

Du Chuyao’s eyes were glazed for a split second before a flicker of clarity returned. But almost immediately, her porcelain face flushed a deep, unnatural crimson. Her breathing turned ragged and hot. Her golden pupils shimmered, swimming in a mist of watery desire.

“Mmm…”

She unconsciously clawed at her collar, tearing the fabric to reveal expansive patches of snowy-white skin. The icy, untouchable fairy was gone; in her place was a woman exuding a terrifyingly seductive charm. Her gaze wandered dazedly before locking onto Zhou Kai.

The moment she saw him, the hazy confusion in her eyes sharpened into something predatory.

Not good!

Alarm bells deafened Zhou Kai’s mind.

He knew the ferocity of the Joyful Union poison. Once it fully erupted, without the harmonization of Yin and Yang to vent it, the consequences were catastrophic. Lightly, one’s Dao Foundation would be shattered. Heavily? One would be consumed by incinerating desire until they were nothing but a dried-up skeleton!

Although the pill had restored some of Du Chuyao’s Mana, it wasn’t enough to suppress the tidal wave of lust. Instead, it gave her the strength to act on it. She was instinctively drawn to the roaring, masculine Vitality radiating from Zhou Kai.

“It’s… you…” Du Chuyao murmured, her voice like a fever dream.

Her eyes blazed with fervor. She suddenly coiled her legs and launched herself from the ground, pouncing straight at Zhou Kai!

“Holy shit! Fairy Du, calm down!”

Zhou Kai jumped out of his skin. He kicked off the ground, his figure retreating rapidly.

He had absolutely zero improper thoughts! Not now, and definitely not before!

Setting aside the fact that he only needed points for Talisman and Formation exchanges—not women—this rescue was purely a business transaction! He needed a favor from Qionghua Palace!

Over the past year, he had done his research on the Five Great Immortal Sects. Du Chuyao was the Eldest Senior Sister, yes, and highly respected. But she wasn’t the undisputed number one disciple.

She had a Junior Brother—a Holy Son currently in Secluded Cultivation—who was rumored to be a monstrous talent. More importantly, this Holy Son was already betrothed to Du Chuyao!

If Zhou Kai took advantage of her now, he wouldn’t just lose his reward. He would gain a Golden Core nemesis who would hunt him to the ends of the earth!

This was a losing trade no matter how he crunched the numbers!

“Fairy Du! Control yourself!” Zhou Kai shouted, dodging awkwardly around a tree.

“Eldest Senior Sister!” Wu Hongxiao panicked. With a sharp cry, she lunged forward to restrain her sister.

But Du Chuyao, driven mad by the poison, was beyond reason. Even with less than ten percent of her power, the physical foundation of a Golden Core cultivator remained. She was a tiger; Wu Hongxiao was a kitten.

“Get lost!”

Du Chuyao didn’t even look at her. She simply flicked her hand back.

Bang!

A tremendous force slammed into Wu Hongxiao. With a muffled grunt, her Vitality churned violently, and she was sent staggering back several steps, nearly collapsing.

“Senior Sister, you…” she gasped in horror.

“Give me… you… give me… quickly!” Du Chuyao slurred, her incoherent murmurs turning into demanding growls as she locked onto Zhou Kai.

Zhou Kai weaved through the trees, screaming internally. “Fellow Daoist Wu! Do something! She’s suffering from Qi Deviation!”

Wu Hongxiao stood there, sweating profusely, completely useless.

The scene descended into chaos. Relying on his slippery movement techniques, Zhou Kai leaped up and down, playing a deadly game of tag with the lust-crazed fairy.

Bam!

A Golden Core is still a Golden Core.

Du Chuyao’s hand clamped onto Zhou Kai’s arm like an iron vice. She yanked him toward her with irresistible force.

It’s over, Zhou Kai wailed in his heart.

The next moment, he was tackled to the ground by a wave of fragrant wind. Du Chuyao’s scorching, soft body wrapped around him like an octopus, pinning him to the earth.

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(Detailed combat logs omitted. Please use your imagination. Note: Zhou Kai is suffering.)

Zhou Kai wanted to cry, but no tears came.

Did it feel good?

No! Absolutely not!

There was no pleasure here. This was a violation! He was being forced by a delirious female hooligan!

The only silver lining—if one could call it that—was that since he couldn’t push her off, he decided to cut his losses. He frantically circulated the Universe Qi Unification Return to Truth Mysterious Canon.

Du Chuyao was a Fifth-Layer Golden Core cultivator with a special constitution. The purity and vastness of her Primordial Yin far surpassed any woman Zhou Kai had ever encountered.

Under the nourishment of this supreme energy, his cultivation rocketed.

Mid-Second Realm… Late-Second Realm!

He broke through obstacles like a hot knife through butter!

As expected, the System remained silent. It clearly didn’t count this non-consensual mauling as a “Romantic Encounter.”

“Huge loss…” Zhou Kai stared blankly at the canopy of leaves. His cultivation had spiked, but the fallout from this was going to be astronomical.

Who knows how much time passed before the forest finally fell silent.

Du Chuyao lay slumped on top of him, her frantic panting slowly evening out. The madness in her eyes faded, replaced by confusion, and then… a terrifying, icy killing intent.

She bit the tip of her tongue hard. The sharp pain snapped her mind back to reality.

Zhou Kai shuddered. He shoved her off and scrambled back, fishing a fresh set of robes from his Storage Bag. His previous outfit—the disguise of Wei Liang—had been shredded into confetti by Du Chuyao’s frenzy.

“Fairy Du, you… don’t do anything reckless!” Zhou Kai stammered, watching her expression shift like storm clouds. “I’m your savior! Don’t you dare bite the hand that fed you!”

Du Chuyao didn’t speak. She just stared at him. Her gaze was a chaotic mix of shame, indignation, humiliation, and a fleeting desire to murder him to hide the evidence.

Finally, she sat cross-legged and closed her eyes, silently circulating her energy. She seemed to be focusing all her will on refining the residual mana of the poison and… calming the hurricane of emotions in her heart.

Wu Hongxiao, hearing the silence, finally dared to creep back.

She saw Du Chuyao, disheveled and exposed, and Zhou Kai, looking like a victim while hastily tying his belt. Her face exploded into a shade of red that rivaled a tomato.

“I… I didn’t see anything! I’m blind!” Wu Hongxiao spun around, stuttering wildly.

Du Chuyao opened her eyes. A beam of cold light swept over her junior sister.

Wu Hongxiao trembled. “Eldest Senior Sister, I swear! I won’t breathe a word of today’s events to a living soul!”

However, right at that moment, Du Chuyao’s body gave a violent shudder.

The clarity that had just returned to her eyes was instantly swallowed by a renewed, murky darkness. The flush on her cheeks returned, deeper and hotter than before.

The Joyful Union poison hadn’t been fully purged. It was counterattacking, and this time, the wave was even bigger!

“Ah…”

Du Chuyao let out a suppressed, agonized moan. She lashed out blindly, her palm striking Wu Hongxiao.

Bang!

Caught off guard, Wu Hongxiao went flying again, crashing into a tree with a pained yelp.

Du Chuyao didn’t even glance at her. Her jade-like hand made a grasping motion, suctioning Zhou Kai straight back into her arms!

Her eyes were wilder. More direct.

Zhou Kai felt his soul leave his body.

“Don’t! Fairy Du! I’ll cooperate! I’ll take them off myself! Save the clothes! I just put these on!”