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

Chapter 205: Qiaoqiao Dreams of Motherhood—And Already Named the Baby!

Ten days later, inside the Heavenly Craft Tower.

Wang Qiaoqiao’s rosy face was practically glowing. Her eyes shone with an astonishing brilliance, looking at the account books as if they were towering mountains of glittering Spirit Stones.

“Time to split the loot!” Her crisp voice trembled with excitement as she shoved the master inventory list across the table.

Gao Feiyang took the scroll. A rare look of surprise crossed his face as he scanned the contents.

“Whoa, a mere Foundation Establishment family had this much fat to bleed? They even had two Earth Crystal Stones?”

These two Earth Crystal Stones—one the size of a palm, the other barely a foot square—were far inferior to the massive one Zhou Kai had claimed for himself. Even so, they were incredibly rare treasures.

Zhou Kai casually picked up his cup of Spirit Tea. He blew the steam away and shot Gao Feiyang a sidelong glance. “If Junior Brother Gao finds the loot too hot to handle, you can always return a bit. This Senior Brother certainly wouldn’t mind.”

“Absolutely not!” Gao Feiyang snapped his folding fan shut with a crisp swish, his expression turning righteously solemn.

“Even between blood brothers, accounts must be settled clearly! Besides, Senior Brother Zhou, you’re the one who made an absolute killing in this transaction.”

His tone shifted, carrying a rare touch of seriousness.

“Since Senior Brother plans to establish a family, this Junior Brother has specifically secured a copy of the Meridian Guiding Array Formation for you. This array can do more than just channel earth veins and gather Spirit Qi; it actively nourishes the Spirit Veins to prevent them from drying up. It is the absolute cornerstone for ensuring a family’s prosperity for generations.”

Gao Feiyang smiled. “In a little over a month, it will be delivered to Senior Brother along with the Earth Crystal Stones.”

Nearby, Wang Qiaoqiao, who had been head down and furiously calculating numbers, instantly pricked up her ears at the words “establish a family.”

In her mind’s eye, a vivid image bloomed. A little boy, with features as delicate as carved jade, was riding on Zhou Kai’s broad shoulders, calling out “Daddy” in an adorable, milky voice. Meanwhile, she was right beside them, balancing the baby on one hip while effortlessly managing a vast business empire spanning several immortal cities.

It would be called the “Zhou Clan Merchant Association.” She even had the son’s name picked out: Zhou Suanpan—Zhou Abacus!

No, that’s way too ugly, she quickly corrected herself. Call him Zhou Wanqian—Zhou Ten Thousand Coins!

“Thank you, Junior Brother Gao,” Zhou Kai’s voice effortlessly sliced through her daydream.

Gao Feiyang then asked curiously, “Speaking of which, where has Senior Sister Mo run off to these past ten days?”

The corner of Zhou Kai’s mouth twitched. He grumbled inwardly.

Cleaning up remnants is just a convenient excuse. Her obsessive-compulsive disorder flaring up is the real reason.

Senior Sister Mo’s intelligence network had failed spectacularly this time. She had gotten herself trapped by Zhao Wuji and ultimately needed Zhou Kai to rush in and play the hero. With her intensely proud nature, she couldn’t bear the loss of face. To overcompensate, she had stubbornly insisted on investigating every single one of the Zhao family’s businesses and connections within the city and the market district. She was determined to leave zero loose ends, and she had strictly forbidden Zhou Kai from lifting a single finger to help.

Out loud, however, Zhou Kai maintained a calm facade. “She’s cleaning up the Zhao family remnants in Shangqing City and the market district. Senior Sister has always been meticulous in her work.”

“That’s true. Senior Sister Mo’s obsessive… ahem, rigorousness, is famous throughout our Calamity Abyss Valley.” Gao Feiyang nodded in deep agreement.

Meanwhile, the news of the Zhao family’s utter annihilation swept through Shangqing City like a hurricane.

Countless Cultivators were left shell-shocked. The rumor mill went into overdrive as everyone tried to guess the identity of the mastermind.

Some stated with absolute certainty that the local Garrison Elder had simply gotten sick of the Zhao family’s arrogance and personally wiped them out.

This theory was instantly shot down. If a mighty Golden Core expert had taken action, would they really need to skulk in the shadows like a rat? A single breath from a Golden Core cultivator would have reduced the entire Zhao estate to ash.

Others speculated that the Zhao family, blind to the immensity of heaven and earth, had accidentally offended a formidable outsider—a tyrannical dragon crossing the river.

Opinions varied wildly, but no one could produce a single shred of solid evidence.

A few bold scavengers had secretly infiltrated the Zhao family’s ancestral lands hoping to loot the ruins. What they found chilled them to the bone. The entire estate had been stripped bare, cleaned out more thoroughly than a freshly washed face. Even the floor tiles had been pried up three layers deep. Forget clues; the attackers hadn’t left behind a single stray hair.

As a result, the three highly coveted Spirit Vein treasure lands were left completely empty. Not a single sect or family dared to move in and occupy them, utterly terrified of provoking the mysterious, clan-destroying deity.

At that very moment, inside the Asking Star Restaurant, He Xinrou’s heart was in far more turmoil than the chaotic rumors outside.

These past ten days had felt like an eternity of torment.

He had promised her that within ten days, not a single member of the Zhao family would be left alive. But the terrifying reality was that before the first night was even over, the behemoth that was the Zhao family had ceased to exist!

Just how monstrously powerful was he? To obliterate a clan boasting two Foundation Establishment Grand Perfection experts in a single night? That was the legendary Zhao family!

But after that night… where did he go? Why hadn’t he come to see her?

Could it be… A dark thought surfaced. Did he pay an unimaginable price that night to secure victory?

The moment this thought took root, He Xinrou’s chest tightened. An inexplicable wave of panic and dread washed over her.

She realized with a start that she was no longer worried about the Asking Star Sect’s safety. She was terrified for his safety.

These ten grueling days had forced her to recognize the absolute weight this man held in her heart.

She turned her head to look at the young girl standing beside her. Her voice was unconsciously soft, yet it carried an undeniable tone of command.

“Qiu Yue, do you remember everything Master taught you? If Senior Zhou arrives, his needs take priority over everything else. When serving him, you must understand how to please a man… Remember to be vocal, and if… if you cannot endure his strength, take this Pill.”

Qiu Yue’s delicate face instantly burned a crimson red. “Master, your disciple… your disciple remembers. I memorized it all days ago.”

Night fell.

Zhou Kai pushed open the door to the backyard chambers of the Asking Star Restaurant. Taking in the scene before him, his internal monologue was quite colorful.

He Xinrou was dressed in a layer of translucent light gauze that perfectly accentuated her lush curves, sitting upright with perfect posture. Standing beside her was an even more petite figure—Qiu Yue.

This girl… she couldn’t be more than 14 years old, could she?

Zhou Kai raised an eyebrow. While it was commonplace for 14-year-old girls in both the mortal and cultivation worlds to marry and bear children, he… he just couldn’t bring himself to do it!

The thought flashed through his mind, but he still waved his hand and addressed Qiu Yue. “You, go outside first.”

However, neither of them moved. He Xinrou even cast him a pleading look.

Zhou Kai had no choice but to add, his tone leaving no room for argument. “I don’t like them too young. Let her grow for a few more years.”

As soon as the words left his mouth, Qiu Yue’s face couldn’t hide her disappointment. She glanced at her master and silently retreated from the room.

He Xinrou moved closer to Zhou Kai and poured him a cup of Spirit Wine. Only then did she muster the courage to ask, “Senior… the Zhao family…”

“Wiped out.” Zhou Kai picked up the wine cup and said it as if it were the most trivial matter.

He continued, “The Zhao family’s inherited cultivation techniques are useless to you. They are a hybrid path of demonic and monstrous arts, with endless hidden dangers. As for the Sun family’s techniques and your Asking Star Sect’s original inheritance, they are too weak.”

As he spoke, he flicked his fingers. Several Jade Slips and over a dozen jade vials materialized out of thin air, floating before He Xinrou.

“These contain the foundational inheritances for the four paths of Alchemy, Artifact Refining, Talisman Crafting, and Array Formation. There are also over a dozen cultivation manuals covering various attributes. It’s more than enough for your Asking Star Sect to re-establish its footing.”

Zhou Kai paused briefly before adding, “From now on, you will relocate to the Zhao family’s ancestral land with the best Spirit Vein and rebuild your sect there.”

Boom!

He Xinrou’s mind went completely blank. She stared dumbfounded at the Jade Slips and jade vials emitting a soft spiritual glow, forgetting to even breathe.

This… this was a gesture of such immense scale!

This was no longer mere support; this was the grace of rebirth!

“Senior’s great kindness…” Her voice choked up, and she found herself at a loss for words.

Zhou Kai waved his hand, cutting her off. He looked at her with profound eyes. “To the outside world, say that your Asking Star Sect received the support of a Senior surnamed Han, and that you are his woman. Understand?”

A fabricated “Senior Han” could both intimidate petty troublemakers and perfectly distance Zhou Kai himself from the matter.

How could He Xinrou not understand? She took a deep breath and bowed gracefully to Zhou Kai. This time, it was a gesture of complete and utter submission and loyalty.

“This humble concubine, He Xinrou, kowtows in gratitude to Senior!”

Tonight, He Xinrou seemed determined to pour out all the torment, fear, worry, and boundless gratitude of the past ten days. She was exceptionally fervent.

She was no longer cautiously trying to please him, but was frantically proving her belonging.

When everything finally settled into calm, Zhou Kai looked at the woman sleeping soundly in his arms, her delicate body still trembling slightly. A thought stirred in his mind.

[He Xinrou]

[Cultivation: Qi Condensation 7th Layer 732/1500]

[Spirit Root: Water (Low Grade 26/100)]

[Affection: 100 (Unwavering)]

[Point Type: Cultivation]

[Points Provided: 10]

[Ding! Beauty He Xinrou’s Affection has reached maximum value. Reward: 100 Omni-Interaction Points!]