"Xiuwei, living in Lan Hai City recently, are you a little unaccustomed?" Yang Feilong held Wu Lan Xiuwei's delicate hand and walked towards the Witchcraft Tribe.
It was already November.
Several months had passed since the martial arts competition for marriage. Speaking of Wu Lan Xiuwei, she had left the Witchcraft Tribe and had been away for over half a year. She had left in early March.
Yang Feilong had many women, as many as twenty. The only one he had not had relations with was Wu Lan Xiuwei.
This was mainly because Wu Lan Xiuwei had not broken through to the Xiantian realm in witchcraft before, so they had not cultivated together.
The Witchcraft Tribe itself had a large formation, so there was no need to set one up. In fact, everyone agreed to bring her back to the Witchcraft Tribe. Firstly, Wu Lan Xiuwei had been Yang Feilong's woman for almost a year, and they had not had intimate contact. Secondly, Yang Feilong had taken his other women home to visit their families, but he had never taken Wu Lan Xiuwei with him. Therefore, this time to the Witchcraft Tribe, it was only Yang Feilong and Wu Lan Xiuwei.
"It's okay! The sisters treat me very well," Wu Lan Xiuwei flicked her hair and chuckled lightly.
Her attire was also different from before. Previously, she wore the special attire of the Witchcraft Tribe. Now, sometimes she still wore her old clothes, and sometimes she wore the vibrant attire of urban women.
For example, riding pants paired with a shirt, or a long skirt with leggings and stockings underneath.
She felt ashamed at first, but after being influenced by Yang Feilong and the other sisters, she gradually tried it out and found that this combination of clothing felt quite good. Yang Feilong also liked it very much, so she wore it often.
The reason Yang Feilong liked it was the contrast.
Because Wu Lan Xiuwei, who came from the Witchcraft Tribe, was very conservative, wearing the clothing of other women created a significant contrast.
"It's good that you're getting used to it," Yang Feilong smiled. "When you return to your tribe, we'll stay there for a while."
"Okay," Wu Lan Xiuwei nodded. "Husband, when are you planning to go to the Spiritual Realm?"
"After the New Year," Yang Feilong thought for a moment and said, "I won't go before the New Year. The main reason is that my cultivation has reached a bottleneck. Without going to the Spiritual Realm, it's difficult to break through in the mortal world. Otherwise, I would continue to be with you."
"Okay," Wu Lan Xiuwei nodded.
Yes, Yang Feilong's current cultivation had reached the perfected stage of the Golden Core realm, truly the perfected stage of the Golden Core realm.
Several months ago, Yang Feilong was at the early stage of the Golden Core realm. After several months of dual cultivation, Yang Feilong's women had also significantly improved their strength through dual cultivation. Now, Wu Lan Xiuwei's strength was the lowest, but she was the lowest only because she had not cultivated with Yang Feilong. Once they cultivated together, with her talent, she would definitely not be at the bottom.
Not long after, the two arrived at the Witchcraft Tribe on Wulong Mountain.
This time, Yang Feilong had brought a lot of food, clothes, and other items, filling an entire storage ring. Well, he now had quite a few storage rings. Although he had given away all the storage rings he obtained, he still kept a few with large capacities for himself.
Although the Witchcraft Tribe had many cultivators, it also had many ordinary people.
Yang Feilong was naturally welcomed warmly at the Witchcraft Tribe.
And the return of the Saintess Wu Lan Xiuwei, well, although she was the former Saintess, she was still a Saintess, and the people of the Witchcraft Tribe specially organized a grand bonfire party.
At the bonfire party, Yang Feilong danced with Wu Lan Xiuwei, singing and dancing. Wu Lan Xiuwei was gorgeously dressed, wearing a light spring green short jacket on her upper body, an oyster white embroidered skirt with bees and intertwined flowers on her lower body, a wheat-water blue embroidered silk shawl, her hair styled in a beautiful bun adorned with a golden hair accessory, polished serpentine jade earrings, a jade snake bracelet on her slender wrist, and a red-purple half-moon water wave belt around her slender waist, from which hung an embroidered pouch shaped like Ruyi. She wore small boots embroidered with gold thread, looking incredibly beautiful.
Wu Lan Xiuwei was already beautiful, and at this moment, she looked like a fairy who had descended to earth, making Yang Feilong's heart burn with desire, wishing he could take her to their bridal chamber right now.
"Feilong, am I beautiful?" Wu Lan Xiuwei's silk skirt twirled like a butterfly spreading its wings, and she looked at Yang Feilong with a smile like a blooming flower, her voice like silver bells.
"Beautiful," Yang Feilong praised with affection in his eyes.
"Then why aren't you coming over to dance with your wife?" Wu Lan Xiuwei said charmingly.
At this moment, she looked playful yet stunningly beautiful!
Yang Feilong smiled and then, mimicking the dances of the Witchcraft Tribe, began to dance intimately with Wu Lan Xiuwei.
The dances of the Witchcraft Tribe were passionate. Lovers would perform intimate dances. Wu Lan Xiuwei's ability to become the Saintess of the Witchcraft Tribe was not only due to her talent and strength but also, most importantly, her exceptional beauty, earning her the title of the most beautiful Saintess of the Witchcraft Tribe!
Normally, Wu Lan Xiuwei would score ninety-eight or ninety-nine out of a hundred. At this moment, Yang Feilong was willing to give her a perfect score of one hundred, flawless.
Watching Yang Feilong and Wu Lan Xiuwei perform an intimate dance, the people of the Witchcraft Tribe smiled with joy, and their singing became even louder, blessing the loving couple.
After the bonfire party ended, Wu Lan Xiuwei led Yang Feilong to her embroidery pavilion. Yang Feilong had been to her embroidery pavilion before, but today it was specially decorated to look like a bridal chamber.
Clearly, Wu Lan Xiuwei had decided that tonight, she would give herself to Yang Feilong.
On the bridal bed.
Yang Feilong kissed Wu Lan Xiuwei and led her to the bed. This was not the first kiss they had shared, but this time was different from before because Wu Lan Xiuwei was about to transform from a girl into a true woman!
And she was ready, perhaps she had been waiting for this day for a long time.
"Husband, love me!" Wu Lan Xiuwei murmured.
After all, Wu Lan Xiuwei was a genius of dual cultivation in witchcraft. After breaking through to the Xiantian realm in both witchcraft and the other path, although it was her first time, her capacity was incomparable to ordinary people.
Yang Feilong had thought about dual cultivating with Wu Lan Xiuwei, and the benefits they would gain should be significant. However, he had not expected that he would almost be able to transform his Golden Core into a Nascent Soul!
After all, he had originally planned to attempt this after entering the Spiritual Realm.
Although he was still a little short, Yang Feilong now saw a path to transforming his Golden Core into a Nascent Soul in the mortal world. Yang Feilong could be said to be at the perfected stage of the Golden Core realm, or half a step into the Nascent Soul realm!
In less than one to two months, or at most half a year to a year, the breakthrough from Golden Core to Nascent Soul would be achieved naturally!
Yang Feilong had benefited greatly, and Wu Lan Xiuwei had also gained immense benefits!
Because Yang Feilong's cultivation was so much higher than hers, after the first exchange of spirit and desire, her cultivation soared to the late Xiantian realm, nearing the perfected Xiantian realm.
Following this, Yang Feilong and Wu Lan Xiuwei had a second, third... and countless more exchanges.
Yang Feilong stayed at the Witchcraft Tribe for seven days. For these seven days, except for occasionally going out for meals, he spent most of his time in dual cultivation. Although Wu Lan Xiuwei was new to intimacy, having just given herself to Yang Feilong, her clinginess towards him reached an outrageous level.
Even the women like Luo Xiangning and Yang Qingqing, who were very good at being clingy, were far inferior.
After seven days, Wu Lan Xiuwei, unable to bear any more favors, took the initiative to occupy him.
By this time, her cultivation had reached the perfected Xiantian realm. Yes, dual perfected Xiantian realm.
Yang Feilong had originally thought that breaking through to the Nascent Soul realm would take one to two months at the shortest, and half a year to a year at the longest. After seven days, Yang Feilong came to a conclusion: he could break through whenever he wanted.
However, Yang Feilong did not break through, not because he couldn't, but because he didn't want to.
He felt that breaking through like this was somewhat superficial and planned to suppress it for a while, unless it reached the point where it could no longer be contained and he had no choice but to break through. At that time, he would break through!
This way, his foundation would be built even more solidly!
If people knew that Yang Feilong was forcibly suppressing his cultivation to avoid breaking through, they would likely have various reactions.