Chapter 193: Going to the Nightclub for Fun (7th Update)

Chapter 193: Going to the Nightclub for Fun

"Brother Lang, let me help you undress."

Seeing Zhou Lang enter, Xiao Xi immediately began to help him take off his clothes. She was a powerful Cultivator, even stronger than Zhou Lang, but in front of him, she was just a loyal and extremely attentive maidservant.

Before Zhou Lang could speak, Xiao Xi's soft, boneless jade-like hands touched his body, and soon all his clothes were removed.

This time, they didn't linger too long in the bathroom. They finished bathing and dried off quickly because the highlight of the evening was Xiao Xi trying on those sexy outfits.

After all, when a woman wears such sexy clothes, the visual stimulation for a man is even stronger than when she's naked.

"Brother Lang, which set should I wear first?" Xiao Xi put on a thong first, then asked Zhou Lang coyly and shyly.

"How about the nurse outfit?" Zhou Lang said. "The nurse outfit paired with nude stockings is a good combination." Few men can resist the allure of a uniform, and Zhou Lang was no exception.

So Xiao Xi obediently took out the nurse outfit and slowly put it on.

This nurse outfit was almost see-through, and since Xiao Xi wore only a thong and nude stockings underneath, her curves were faintly visible, rising and falling, extremely alluring.

"Brother Lang, do I look good?" Xiao Xi twisted her body slightly and asked.

"Of course you look good. You've got me all excited." Zhou Lang kissed Xiao Xi on the cheek, then picked her up and carried her along with the other sexy outfits to the bedroom.

Zhou Lang tossed Xiao Xi onto the bed, and his large hands began to roam over her body.

"Brother Lang… don't be like this." Xiao Xi acted coy, putting up a token resistance.

This only aroused Zhou Lang more. Xiao Xi's figure was far better than any actress in those Japanese adult films, and with the nurse outfit on, she was simply too captivating and sexy.

Soon, Zhou Lang unbuttoned the front of Xiao Xi's nurse uniform, while his other hand slipped under the skirt, caressing her long, smooth thighs.

"Brother Lang… you bad guy, it tickles…" Xiao Xi began to moan.

Xiao Xi's moans were like the night wind's whisper, a mountain spring's murmur, or an oriole's song, stirring Zhou Lang's heart. He felt an unprecedented thrill and excitement.

"No wonder they say the internet corrupts kids. Xiao Xi has become so open in front of me all of a sudden; it must be from browsing online."

Zhou Lang sighed to himself, but he wasn't worried at all. Xiao Xi was the spirit of the ancestral copper coin, his servant, and a servant could never betray her master. Even if Xiao Xi became more open, it would only be in front of him.

Zhou Lang was excited, but so was Xiao Xi.

Dressed in such sexy clothes, she could feel the intense change in a certain part of Zhou Lang's body and his quickened breath, which naturally aroused her as well.

When Zhou Lang's hand, after caressing her thighs for a long time, reached the mysterious triangular area between her legs, that area, covered only by the thong, was already flooded.

"Brother Lang… I want…" Xiao Xi began to beg, her body writhing like a beautiful snake.

Zhou Lang couldn't hold back any longer. He peeled off Xiao Xi's clothes layer by layer, pressed her beneath him, and they became one.

True Qi circulated between them, Yin and Yang merging… As they reached the Peak of pleasure, their True Qi grew even stronger.

An hour later, one session of Dual Cultivation was complete, and both were thoroughly satisfied.

"Brother Lang… there are still other outfits I haven't tried on…"

Xiao Xi took off the nude stockings, put on a pair of black stockings, then wore a white blouse and a short wrap skirt, tying up her loose hair.

The sexy little nurse from before instantly transformed into a super office lady. Her chest was round and full, the buttons of her white blouse seemed ready to pop off at any moment, and her miniskirt barely covered her perky buttocks. With the slightest movement of her legs, the spring scenery between her thighs was faintly visible…

Zhou Lang's heart raced. He pulled Xiao Xi into his arms, and passion ignited once more. As a Cultivator, his physical stamina was formidable. Even though he had just released a few minutes ago, he was immediately ready for another round!

The semi-transparent nurse outfit, the short wrap-skirt office lady outfit, and the schoolgirl outfit… Xiao Xi had become a sexy little vixen.

That night, Zhou Lang was like a seven-times-in-one-night man. Every time Xiao Xi changed outfits, it sparked a new wave of desire in him.

…

As dawn approached, their passion slowly faded. They went to the bathroom together to shower again, then returned to bed, holding each other as they slept.

"Xiao Xi, what have you been browsing online? If I weren't a Cultivator, I probably wouldn't be able to get up." Zhou Lang sniffed the faint fragrance on Xiao Xi and joked.

"I've learned a lot of good stuff online," Xiao Xi said, blushing. "I've heard many young people online say nightclubs are fun. Brother Lang, take me to one sometime."

"It seems you're quite interested in the mundane world. Don't let it disturb your Dao Heart and stall your cultivation," Zhou Lang said with some concern.

"Brother Lang, my old master told me that as a spirit, I'm like a piece of pure jade. Without experiencing the Mortal World, it would be hard for me to achieve great things," Xiao Xi explained.

"If that's the case, I'm relieved. It's almost dawn; let's rest first. Tomorrow night, Saturday, I'll take you to a nightclub. But there will be many beautiful women there. If they all flock around me, don't get jealous," Zhou Lang said with a laugh.

…

Friday, he went to school as usual. Saturday, he went to give Tyrannosaurus Policewoman Tang Fei her Breast Enhancement Massage. Zhou Lang's life was orderly.

However, the ice goddess Teacher Han Qiuyue still held a grudge against him. During class, she basically ignored him, treating him like air.

Although Han Qiuyue was beautiful, she had spent her life studying, then teaching at the university after getting her PhD. Her social experience was pitifully lacking, which was why she believed a scumbag like Wang Zheng was a good student and didn't trust Zhou Lang.

But Zhou Lang didn't care at all. 'A long journey reveals a horse's strength, time reveals a person's heart.' A woman like Han Qiuyue needed to suffer some losses to understand the truth that you can know a person's face but not their heart, and to learn the dangers of human nature.

Tang Fei's breasts had indeed developed quickly under his massage. They were no longer an airport runway and had reached a normal level.

When Zhou Lang massaged her now, his mind wandered even more.

…

Saturday had good weather. As night fell, the sky was dotted with stars, and Feiyun City was aglow with neon lights.

Zhou Lang took Xiao Xi into a nightclub.

Of course, Zhou Lang wouldn't go to a completely unfamiliar nightclub. He went to Duan Wei's territory.

Although Duan Wei was part of the underworld, he was reasonable. That time, Duan Wei's nephew Duan Xiaohu snatched Zhao Xiaorou's wallet and was about to assault her, but Zhou Lang taught him a lesson. Later, Duan Wei vaguely guessed that Zhou Lang was a person with special abilities, so he held Zhou Lang in considerable awe.

Zhou Lang thought Duan Wei was different from the usual thugs. Since Xiao Xi wanted to go to a nightclub, he called Duan Wei in the afternoon to arrange a private room.

However, Zhou Lang didn't want to attract too much attention. He told Duan Wei to have his men treat him like an ordinary customer, without any special treatment.

Duan Wei knew Zhou Lang was a man of high caliber and agreed. He didn't personally greet Zhou Lang, nor did he send his nephew Duan Xiaohu or his trusted subordinate 'Scarface' to receive him.

Still, he arranged a luxurious private room for Zhou Lang and provided seven or eight hostesses for drinking and singing.

So when Zhou Lang and Xiao Xi entered Room 8, a group of heavily made-up girls was already waiting inside. These girls were all voluptuous and scantily clad.

"Sir, Miss, what songs would you like to sing? I'll queue them up for you."

As soon as Zhou Lang and Xiao Xi sat down on the sofa, a girl in black stockings came over with a smile.

"Xiao Xi, can you sing?" Zhou Lang asked.

"Of course. I've learned a lot online these past few days," Xiao Xi said.

"We'll queue them up ourselves."

Under Zhou Lang's guidance, Xiao Xi selected a few songs, and Zhou Lang picked some as well.

Xiao Xi sang Faye Wong's 'Sky.' As soon as she started, the girls in the room were stunned. Xiao Xi's singing was even better than the original, with a more ethereal quality. They felt too embarrassed to sing in front of her.

Zhou Lang gave Xiao Xi a thumbs-up. He wasn't surprised that she learned songs quickly; what amazed him was her perfect vocal range. She handled high and low notes effortlessly, flawlessly.

"What would you like to drink?"

After Xiao Xi finished a song, the girls snapped out of their shock. One of them began to pitch drinks.

They didn't know Zhou Lang was a VIP guest of their boss, Duan Wei. Their job was to accompany and sing, and their base pay was low, relying mainly on tips and drink commissions.

If it had been any other man, these girls would have swarmed him, coaxing him to order expensive drinks. But since Zhou Lang came with Xiao Xi, who was so beautiful and seemed intimate with him, they assumed she was his girlfriend and didn't dare to cling to him.

"Bring a few bottles of red wine and some soft drinks," Zhou Lang said casually. He was now a well-off man and didn't need to pinch pennies like before.

The girl pushing drinks had a good eye. She figured Zhou Lang had some money, so she brought two mid-range bottles of red wine costing a few hundred yuan and some soft drinks.

Just as a girl had poured the wine and everyone was about to drink, a commotion erupted outside.

"Tell Duan Wei to come out! I want to see him today!" a rough voice shouted.

"Who the hell are you? How dare you throw your weight around on my uncle's turf? Are you out of your mind?" a voice sneered, likely Duan Wei's nephew Duan Xiaohu.

"Bang!"

A dull thud rang out!

"Ah!"

Duan Xiaohu screamed.

"Let's go check it out," Zhou Lang said to Xiao Xi as he stood up. He recognized the voice of the man looking for Duan Wei—it was someone he knew.