The Lay Flat Life: My Wife's Cultivation Makes Me Stronger - Chapter 72

The two of them sat down on the meditation mats, and Jiang Surou began to instruct.

“First, calm your mind and steady your emotions. Bring yourself to a state of serenity. Adjust your body to its optimal condition, and then we’ll begin using the Yin-Yang Harmony Technique to establish the cycle of energy flow.

Your left hand will channel your spiritual energy into my right hand, while my right hand will channel my spiritual energy into your left hand, forming a continuous loop.

One complete cycle is known as a Zhou Tian. It requires one full hour to complete, and only after that can we stop. Do you understand?”

“Understood, wife,” Han Feng replied with a nod.

“…What did you just call me?” Jiang Surou’s eyes narrowed dangerously.

“Senior Sister, of course. Why?” Han Feng asked, feigning ignorance.

“Don’t lie to me. That wasn’t what you called me just now. Little Fox, what did he say?”

Jiang Surou turned to the little fox for an answer.

The little fox grinned sweetly and replied,
“He called you ‘most adorable, invincible, beautiful, gentle little sweetheart.’”

Jiang Surou: …

Han Feng: …

“Alright, let’s begin. Hands out—palms together,” Jiang Surou instructed, extending her hands.

Han Feng reached out, but instead of pressing his palms to hers, he clasped her hands.

“It’s palms together, not fingers interlocked! Try that again, and I’ll kick you out,” Jiang Surou warned.

Finally taking her seriously, Han Feng behaved himself, and the two began the dual cultivation process.

They circulated their spiritual energy, letting it flow through their bodies as described in the technique, creating a harmonious cycle between them. With this method, the flow of energy in their bodies became more efficient, enhancing their cultivation.

As they absorbed spiritual energy from their surroundings, the energy they had lost during previous battles was quickly replenished.

Of course, part of the reason for this rapid recovery was their relatively low cultivation levels and limited reserves of spiritual energy.

Before long, an hour passed, and both of them had fully restored their spiritual energy.

Releasing her hands, Jiang Surou looked pleased.
“My cultivation has improved a little. It’s not much, but it’s noticeable. Before the Ancestor’s Ceremony, I had just broken through to the eighth layer of Qi Refining. Now, I feel stable enough to aim for the mid-eighth layer. I didn’t expect dual cultivation to be this effective.”

However, Han Feng could only offer a wry smile.
“As long as it helps you, that’s good.”

“Why do you look so disappointed? Didn’t your cultivation improve?” Jiang Surou asked.

“No, not at all,” Han Feng admitted.

“That’s impossible. Let me check. Let’s try again!” Jiang Surou said, grabbing Han Feng’s hands and initiating another cycle of dual cultivation. This time, she carefully observed his spiritual energy.

As before, there was no change in Han Feng’s cultivation. She was puzzled and decided to try dual cultivating for another hour, keeping a close eye on him throughout.

Once again, while her own cultivation continued to improve steadily, Han Feng’s showed no signs of advancement. Apart from replenishing his spiritual energy, his cultivation level remained stagnant.

“What’s going on?” Jiang Surou frowned, her expression thoughtful—even her furrowed brows looked graceful.

“I don’t know. Maybe simple dual cultivation just doesn’t work well for me. But it’s okay as long as it benefits you,” Han Feng replied.

“Well… we’ve cultivated twice today. I’ll come back in two days to cultivate with you again. It’s almost dawn, so I’ll take my leave,” Han Feng said, cradling the little fox as he waved goodbye to Jiang Surou and headed toward the door.

Jiang Surou’s eyes flickered with hesitation. She seemed to be contemplating something, struggling with a decision.

Finally, just as Han Feng reached the door, she called out,
“Wait. I have another idea.”

“Oh? What is it?” Han Feng turned back, his curiosity piqued.

Jiang Surou stepped toward him, opened the door, and took the little fox from his arms. Handing it to her maid, who had spent the entire night standing in the cold outside, she said,
“Xiao Huan, take the little fox for now. Play with her and give her something to eat. Don’t let her back inside.”

“Yes, Miss,” the maid replied, quickly taking the little fox.

The little fox looked utterly bewildered as it was carried away.

Jiang Surou then closed the door, locked it, and turned toward the stairs.
“Follow me.”

Han Feng followed her upstairs. At the top, he saw that to the left of the staircase was a door leading to a hidden room. To the right was a cozy corner with a large bed adorned in soft, elegant colors. Near the window, there was a complete setup of tables, chairs, and meditation mats.

It was clear that this was a well-arranged living space, with the first floor serving as a living room and the second as a bedroom—perfect for a single woman living alone.

Jiang Surou walked to the bed, stood beside it, and took a deep breath to steady herself. Then she turned to Han Feng and said,
“I have another dual cultivation technique. You asked before what blessing I received from the Ancestor’s Ceremony, didn’t you? It’s this technique.

This technique is far more effective than the Yin-Yang Harmony Technique. You should learn it—it’s quite simple.”

She pulled out a jade slip and engraved the technique into it before handing it to Han Feng.

Since neither of them was at the Foundation Establishment stage, they couldn’t transfer information directly through divine sense.

Curious, Han Feng took the jade slip, placed it against his forehead, and absorbed the information within.

When he finished, his eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at Jiang Surou.
“This… this is a bedroom technique!”

“Yes, this is the technique the Patriarch blessed me with,” Jiang Surou replied, her cheeks flushing red.

Wait a minute, isn’t this the technique my ancestor, Han Xianzun, gifted to me? Did he give it to her just to help me seduce her? Han Feng thought, his suspicions growing.

“I see. So, Senior Sister wants to cultivate this technique with me?”

Blushing deeply, Jiang Surou turned her head away and said,
“Since it’s a technique bestowed by the Patriarch, it’s far superior to the sect’s foundational techniques. It would be a waste not to use it.

Although… although I’m not ready to give you my body, and our relationship hasn’t progressed to that point…

I can’t just sit back and watch you make no progress while I keep improving. That wouldn’t be fair to you.

So… we should use this technique.

And don’t get the wrong idea! I’m only doing this for cultivation, not for… anything else.”

“Understood. Thank you, Senior Sister,” Han Feng replied with a small smile, his eyes crinkling into crescents.

“Stop smiling! You… you need to bathe first. There’s a tub in the hidden room, with fire crystals to keep the water warm. Go take a bath. Once you’re done…

…then come to my bed.”

“Got it, Senior Sister. No problem at all,” Han Feng said cheerfully, heading toward the hidden room.

So, in the end, dual cultivation still required taking off his clothes.

Meanwhile, Jiang Surou, her face flushed as red as a ripe apple, sat down on the bed with a soft sigh.

After confirming that Han Feng had gone to the hidden room, she collapsed onto the bed, burying her face in the pillow.

“This is so embarrassing, so embarrassing… ahhhhh!”