Chapter 15 Marrying Zhao Qinglian

"Dual cultivation?"

Two breathtaking blushes quickly spread across Zhao Qinglian's cool and aloof face.

Her eyes, which were usually as calm as a deep pool, were now swirling violently.

She lived for over a hundred years, devoted herself to Taoism, and remained pure and virtuous, never even touching a man's hand.

Now, she's being asked to offer herself up.

"What's wrong, Senior Sister? You're not willing?"

Zhou Tian quietly looked at Zhao Qinglian.

His gaze was calm, without coercion or mockery, as if he were simply stating a very simple fact, waiting for her to make her own choice.

A mountain breeze swept by, ruffling Zhao Qinglian's white skirt and the stray hairs on her forehead.

She bit her lower lip so hard it almost bled.

Finally, Zhao Qinglian slowly closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling violently like butterfly wings.

When she opened her eyes again, she had already made her choice.

"it is good."

The voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, with a subtle tremor.

I promise you.

She raised her head, forcing herself to look directly into Zhou Tian's eyes, as if to bolster her courage.

"But it's only for healing. After this, let's treat it as a dream, and when we wake up, we'll be strangers."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Tian's lips curled into a very faint smile.

He neither refuted nor made any promises, but simply turned slightly to the side and made a "please" gesture.

"Senior sister, please come with me."

Zhao Qinglian took a deep breath and followed behind Zhou Tian.

The stone door to the cave slowly closed behind us, cutting off outside light and sound.

Only a few luminous pearls emitted a soft glow inside the cave, casting a hazy, dreamlike light over the small space.

This place is much simpler than her cave dwelling, with only a bed and a futon.

Zhao Qinglian stood in the center of the stone chamber, her heart pounding violently in her chest.

"Junior Brother..."

"Yes, what do you need me to do?"

Zhao Qinglian asked in a low voice.

Zhou Tian walked up to her, so close that she could feel his warm breath.

He didn't answer immediately, but simply reached out and gently touched the jade buckle on her waistband with his fingertips.

"Senior sister, let me teach you."

Zhou Tian grinned mischievously.

Zhao Qinglian trembled violently, like a startled fawn, and instinctively tried to back away, but Zhou Tian gently supported her shoulder with his other hand.

"Don't be afraid."

"Senior sister, relax. If you stay so tense, it won't help your healing."

Zhou Tian began to spout nonsense with a straight face.

Zhou Tian's fingers were nimble and steady as he began to untie the belt around her waist.

The cool fingertips occasionally brushed against Zhao Qinglian's waist, causing her to shudder slightly.

Zhao Qinglian closed her eyes tightly, her long eyelashes glistening with moisture.

She could feel the straps loosen, and the outer white dress, no longer restrained, slid slowly down her smooth shoulders.

The cool air touched her skin, causing her to break out in a layer of tiny bumps.

She instinctively hugged herself, but this only made her look more helpless.

Zhou Tian's movements were unhurried, as if he were handling a fragile treasure.

Outer skirts and inner garments fell silently to the ground, piling up at her feet.

When the last piece of her undergarment was gently removed, Zhao Qinglian dared not open her eyes, afraid of seeing her current state.

Zhao Qinglian had never stood before anyone like this before; an overwhelming sense of shame washed over her.

Her cheeks were burning hot, and even her fair neck and delicate collarbones were tinged with a lovely pink.

Zhao Qinglian's figure was different from Liu Ruyan's voluptuous and alluring figure, and also different from Zi Ling's charming and graceful figure.

Her waist was so slender it could be encircled by a single hand, and her legs were straight and long; every line of her body exuded a youthful innocence and tautness.

Zhou Tian's gaze swept over them calmly, with appreciation but no sign of impatience.

He reached out and gently grasped Zhao Qinglian's slightly trembling, cold little hand.

"Senior sister, look at me," Zhou Tian whispered.

Zhao Qinglian trembled as she slowly opened her eyes.

Her eyes were shimmering with tears, filled with panic, shyness, and a hint of confusion.

Zhao Qinglian trembled as she slowly opened her eyes.

Zhou Tian gently led her to the stone bed and helped her sit down.

The stone bed was hard and cold, which made her shudder again.

"You might feel a little uncomfortable, senior sister, please hang in there."

After Zhou Tian finished speaking, he kissed her cool and soft red lips.

"Hmm..."

Zhao Qinglian's mind went blank.

She awkwardly and stiffly accepted the kiss, her hands unconsciously gripping Zhou Tian tightly.

Zhou Tian's hands, burning hot, caressed her smooth back, slender waist, and...

She awkwardly and stiffly accepted the kiss, her hands unconsciously gripping Zhou Tian tightly.

Gradually, Zhao Qinglian's tense body slowly lost consciousness under Zhou Tian's patient caresses and kisses.

Each touch elicited a slight tremor and a suppressed moan from Zhao Qinglian.

Before they knew it, the two of them had fallen onto the stone bed.

Zhao Qinglian's long, black hair spread out, making her blushing face even more beautiful and charming.

Her eyes were glazed over, a transformation from initial fear and resistance to constant obedience.

As the final moment arrived, Zhao Qinglian tensed up abruptly, her nails digging deep into Zhou Tian's back.

After a long while, the suffocating tension slowly subsided.

At this moment, Zhao Qinglian's eyes were filled with tenderness.

"Junior brother, please... be gentler."

Zhao Qinglian, panting heavily, spoke with difficulty to Zhou Tian.

"Don't worry, senior sister, I'll be gentle."

.......

Inside the stone chamber, the temperature gradually increased.

The once aloof fairy is now showing a completely different side of herself that she has never shown before.

Zhao Qinglian kept her eyes tightly closed, afraid that she would see Zhou Tian in front of her, or even her own image.

"How could I have done this?"

Zhao Qinglian couldn't help but ask herself, even though she had initially been very resistant.

But for some reason, as time went by, Zhao Qinglian felt that she actually...

I'm starting to enjoy being with Zhou Tian.

"Could it be that I'm this kind of woman at heart?"

Zhao Qinglian couldn't help but have this thought again, but in an instant, she felt a wave of shame.

Sure enough, people can become the very thing they hate most.

Zhao Qinglian can only deceive herself now, telling herself that it's all a dream.

Only in her dreams would she lose control like this, so shamelessly.

After an unknown amount of time, everything returned to calm.

Zhao Qinglian could clearly feel a faint pain coming from deep within her body, which made her consciousness somewhat clearer.

"I'm not clean anymore."

Zhao Qinglian now had only one thought in her mind.

Zhou Tian lay beside her, calming his breathing.

Just then, a familiar system notification sounded in his mind:

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have successfully become a Daoist couple with Zhao Qinglian!]

[Ding! Congratulations on obtaining the special attribute: Pure Yang Sword Soul!]

[Pure Yang Sword Soul: A wisp of pure Yang sword essence is nurtured within the host's body, greatly enhancing sword comprehension and power, and possessing a natural restraint against Yin and evil forces. It grows stronger as the host's cultivation level increases.]