Chapter 29: Rewards
The early morning sun filtered through the paper-thin windows of the pavilion, casting a warm, golden hue across the room. Dust motes drifted lazily in the light, dancing like tiny spirits suspended in silence. In the midst of that soft stillness, Meng Hao slowly opened his eyes.
His vision was met with the sight of Li Yao’s slender figure resting beside him, her bare body partially draped by the silken sheets, one arm wrapped tightly around his torso. Her head was turned away from him, her long, dark hair cascading over the pillow like a waterfall of silk. Her breathing was calm, even, lost in the quiet depths of sleep.
Meng Hao remained motionless, gazing at her profile for a moment, and a thought emerged in his mind.
It seems... I’m no longer a virgin.
A wry, almost disbelieving smile tugged at the corner of his lips. His thoughts drifted as he stared at the sleeping beauty in his arms, a woman so ethereal and unattainable by the standards of his previous life. From Earth to this world... who would’ve thought I’d end up spending a night like this with someone like her? He exhaled slowly. In my old world, a girl like Li Yao wouldn’t have even spared me a glance. She was the kind of woman men only dreamed about—beyond reach, untouchable.
But here... everything was different.
Here, in this cultivation world, he wasn’t just some average man struggling through life. Here, he had become someone admired, even desired. His name carried weight. His talents stood above many. And most of all, his physique—cultivated, refined, and undeniably attractive—drew attention.
Now, he mused, even women like her are drawn to me... completely lustful, even.
A grin slowly formed on his face as flashes of the previous night surfaced in his mind—hot, vivid, unforgettable. Every detail returned to him with clarity: her moans, her scent, the feel of her skin under his fingertips. The way her body had reacted to him, how her breath had hitched with every touch, every thrust. He had explored her thoroughly, inch by inch, savoring every response he drew from her.
His eyes twinkled with a triumphant gleam.