Purple Cloud Sect, Back Mountain Residence.
Amidst the scattered green bamboo, clear mountain spring water flowed slowly along bamboo-made channels into the tranquil Bamboo Hut.
Inside the hut, hazy water mist filled the air.
“Sixteen years have passed in the blink of an eye!”
Feeling the warmth in the water, Deng Tianyu lay back in the spacious wooden bathtub and murmured to himself.
As expected, he, who was originally a modern person, had unexpectedly transmigrated.
Moreover, he was born as the son of the Northern Pacifying King of the Great Yu Dynasty. Even if he slacked off for his entire life, he would have more than enough resources.
But just as the sky can have unexpected storms, people have their share of misfortune and blessings. When Deng Tianyu was two years old, his Mother Consort took him out and encountered an assassination attempt.
At the critical moment, the Princess Consort shielded him with her body, activated a teleportation artifact, and took him away.
When Deng Tianyu woke up, he was already in the Purple Cloud Sect, and the Princess Consort had fallen into a pool of blood, her fragrance faded and her life lost.
On that same day, the Northern Pacifying King fell in battle against the Northern Demon Barbarian Tribe.
“His achievements overshadowed the ruler, commanding three hundred thousand troops and deeply winning the hearts of the people. How could that extreme control freak, Emperor Zhende, ever feel at ease?”
Deng Tianyu narrowed his eyes, his heart silent.
Just as Deng Tianyu was immersed in his memories, the door was pushed open, and an extremely enchanting and voluptuous mature figure appeared.
This figure wore a trailing, floor-length embroidered long skirt of green smoke and purple, her face bewitching and seductively alluring. A dot of alluring red cinnabar adorned the center of her brow. Her figure was like a ripe, luscious peach, every movement filled with a soul-stirring, mature charm.
She shed her long skirt and undergarments. Barefoot with exquisite, jade-like feet, she swayed step by step, slowly walking towards the large wooden tub.
Her skin was smooth and fair, her figure curvy and voluptuous, her waist slender, her buttocks round and pert. In particular, a pair of exceptionally full, gigantic breasts hung on her chest. The contours of her breasts were round, far exceeding what her chest could contain – thick, full, and incredibly soft, yet maintaining a perfectly round and pert shape like melons. Her tender, crisp pink nipples were like red plum blossoms on a snowy peak, flawlessly translucent. A slight movement would cause them to sway and ripple as if filled with milk.
Looking downwards were two snowy white, crisp, porcelain-smooth, and bare jade legs. Their long, plump, straight, and slender lines were too beautiful to take in fully with the eyes. Only touching with hands and measuring with the tongue could slightly appreciate their wondrous beauty.
Below her slender, well-proportioned calves was a pair of long, lustrous white, bare feet with rounded ankles and well-arranged toes. The pinkish-red, crisp tips of her toes and the edges of her soles were a crisp, translucent luster.
Outside the window, intoxicating moonlight cascaded down. That perfect, full-figured body seemed draped in a layer of sheer gauze, a sight of unbearable beauty.
“Splash…”
With the sound of entering water, Deng Tianyu turned his head in shock, only to find his head already sunk into a deep cleavage. Two soft mounds of breast flesh sandwiched his face. A delicate fragrance hit his nostrils, making it somewhat difficult to breathe.
“Shizun, I can’t breathe!”
“Ah, your master just wanted to let you feel a bit of motherly love.”
Ning Wan let out the Deng Tianyu trapped within her breasts with a look full of complaint, then continued, “Tianyu is really not well-behaved today, secretly bathing by himself. Before, your master always helped you wash.”
As she spoke, she leaned forward, sending her towering breast mounds towards Deng Tianyu’s mouth. Her pink nipples were delicately alluring. Watching her precious disciple’s unnatural expression, her breath was like orchids.
Deng Tianyu helplessly grumbled, “Shizun, I’ve already grown up. I’m not a little kid anymore.”
“Are you disgusted by your Shizun?”
Ning Wan revealed a hurt expression, looking as if she was about to weep.
“No!” Deng Tianyu woodenly shook his head.
His Shizun was not only a demoness capable of seducing all beings but also a drama queen. These were the two conclusions he had drawn over these sixteen years.
Back then, it was Ning Wan who had saved him when he had no ability to survive. She also took him as her disciple and imparted cultivation methods to him.
It was just that he didn’t know what attribute his Shizun had awakened, but she possessed an abnormally obsessive doting affection for him. She wouldn’t even let him bathe by himself.
“Then Tianyu, don’t move. Your master will help you wash your face.”
Ning Wan had long since put away her previous wronged look. Instead, she smiled charmingly, using her slender hands to gently cup her precious disciple’s head. Her full-figured body leaned forward as she picked up the soap and lathered it onto her own proudly erected breasts. Then, holding her breast up with her hand, she used it to wipe Deng Tianyu’s face.
As the subtle fragrance hit him, Deng Tianyu’s pupils seemed to reflect a large expanse of white breast flesh and a dot of alluring red nipple before it submerged his vision.
With his eyes completely covered, his face constantly receiving a gentle scrubbing from those breasts, he sighed inwardly, “There’s no wife inside a wife cake, but there’s definitely boob in this face wash!”
“The face is washed. Now it’s time to wash your body.”
After a long while, Ning Wan smiled charmingly and lathered soap onto his body.
Her snowy, tender jade legs curled up beside her, her body shifted behind him. She gently pressed her full breasts against his back and began to rub.
Ripples continuously spread across the water’s surface, as if a peerless, seductive enchantress was dancing atop the waves amidst the clouds and mist, fully displaying every kind of seductive charm and grace.
Deng Tianyu’s expression stiffened. Feeling the slippery sensation of the two beautiful mounds on his back, both of his heads swelled!
He was a transmigrator, so naturally, he had a bound cheat skill, named – True Filial Piety Emperor Cheat (Anti-Decay Version).
Other transmigrators’ cheats had data panels, shops, and so on – exchanging whatever they wanted for whatever they had. With him, right from the start, it was just this one line:
[As long as you show restraint, observe propriety, and promote the Path of Filial Piety towards the bound target, when the Path of Filial Piety reaches Perfection, you can achieve the position of Immortal Emperor. Conversely, if you overstep and decay, you will be punished by Heavenly Lightning.]
[First Filial Piety Binding Target: Ning Wan!]
To say the cheat was activated, well, it didn’t seem like it. To say it wasn’t, it actually was – just that he had to wait until his Filial Piety was Perfected for it to take effect.
The key point was that this damn cheat didn’t even come with a manual. So what kind of data determined whether Filial Piety had been overstepped and decayed?
Fortunately… clever Tianyu, through his explorations over these years, summarized three potential rules for whether a violation and decay had occurred.
First: Passive acceptance does not count as decay.
Second: Acting on the initiative requested by the bound target cannot be judged as decay.
Third: Overstepping and decay caused by accidental factors or emergency factors also do not count as decay.
“Tianyu, this place also needs washing!”
At this moment, Ning Wan’s red lips drew close to Deng Tianyu’s ear and whispered, the warm, heated breath involuntarily causing ripples in one’s heart.
Her originally curled-up, long jade-like legs hooked around his waist from behind. A pair of slender feet reached out, the skin of her soles lustrous and translucent, her ankles and arches exquisitely flawless. Shell-like, exquisite nails were painted an alluring red. Her skin was as tender as white gauze, seemingly searching for something.
“Hiss…”
Suddenly, Deng Tianyu’s body trembled. He looked down into the water.
Where his gaze landed, amidst the hazy foam, those exquisite jade feet had already found the meat pestle between his legs, slowly closing together to grind. The ripples in the water began to gently stir.
“Not initiating, or passively accepting, does not count as decay!”
The second potential rule surfaced in Deng Tianyu’s mind. At the same time, he recalled half a line of ancient-style poetry.
Lightly clasping, slowly twisting, wiping, then picking!
Ning Wan didn’t care what he was thinking. She simply got up and sat on the edge of the tub, letting Deng Tianyu’s head rest on her soft jade thighs. Her beautiful feet continued teasing his shaft, while her slender fingers drew circles on his chest: “Tianyu, what do you think about the recent Snow Garment Pavilion matter?”
“Shizun means the matter of them lowering their prices?” Deng Tianyu suppressed the indescribable restlessness and looked at her.
“A few days ago, Snow Garment Pavilion explored a Secret Realm, obtaining quite a few secret treasures from it, which they auctioned off for a high price at the Spirit Treasure Pavilion.”
“With this influx of Spirit Stones, Snow Garment Pavilion is bound to use this opportunity to suppress our sect’s businesses!”
Ning Wan nodded. Beneath the water, her skin-as-smooth-as-solidified-fat beautiful feet perfectly illustrated the meaning of ‘rotate and jump’.
The Purple Cloud Sect was located in Yuzhou, situated within the northerly Hundred Flowers Valley. It was a third-rate power in the cultivation world.
For a sect to obtain cultivation resources, it naturally had to develop its own businesses.
And the Purple Cloud Sect’s business was the clothing industry, targeting women from the outside in. Snow Garment Pavilion was the Purple Cloud Sect’s competitor.
These clothes included not only ordinary garments but also magical robes engraved with formation patterns.
“If Snow Garment Pavilion lowers prices, we can launch new products.” Deng Tianyu was like an old monk deep in meditation, doing his best not to think about that rising-and-falling, surging sensation.
When a competitor starts a price war, you definitely can’t follow their rhythm. Optimizing products or launching new ones are both good choices.
Ning Wan’s beautiful eyes lit up: “Does Tianyu have some ideas?”
Deng Tianyu was also a bit unsure: “I do, but I don’t know if they’ll work.”
He said the new styles came from his past life.
In terms of aesthetics and novelty, without a doubt, the women’s clothing from his previous life could definitely crush this world’s. He just didn’t know if the taste of the women in this world was the same.
“As expected, Tianyu is considerate and filial, not like that rebellious disciple Shishi, who only knows how to eat and play all day and can’t help at all.”
Ning Wan verbally praised him, while the pair of jade feet beneath her suddenly increased their force. The arches of her left and right feet firmly pressed the shaft right in the middle. Her face became somewhat crimson, seemingly sensing the scorching temperature of that meat stick in the center of her soles.
Her tender-shoot-like, slender jade feet used their toes to step on Deng Tianyu’s shaft, gently scraping back and forth. Her toe pads vaguely rubbed and teased the glans.
A pair of jade hands timely brushed across his chest. Coupled with the occasional orchid-and-musk-like subtle fragrance drifting over.
Deng Tianyu immediately felt waves of tingling numbness. His body couldn’t help but tighten, straining to endure.
It seemed that if he relaxed even slightly, he’d erupt uncontrollably under the teasing of those tender toes.
“…Shizun.”
Deng Tianyu had no choice but to beg for mercy. He didn’t know if it was because he had come of age, but he just felt this bewitching Shizun was getting more and more excessive.
Ning Wan gently lifted her leg, bending her knee. Deng Tianyu’s gaze closely followed her jade feet through the water’s surface.
That pair of beautiful feet slightly spread their five exquisite toes, clearly revealing the defenseless tender soles and the fair, tender appearance of the toes. Like naturally formed, uncarved jade, they possessed an allure impossible to resist.
So soft and so fair… If not for still needing to cultivate the “Purple Cloud Dao Canon”, even if stepped on like this forever…
Deng Tianyu had just breathed a sigh of relief, a hint of regret in his heart, but he didn’t notice the trace of a mischievous smile on the corner of Ning Wan’s lips.
Those two jade feet suddenly brought their soles together, completely clamping his shaft between the two tender soles, and began to rapidly pump it.
“Hiss…”
An unexpected wave of pleasure hit him. The friction brought by the silky smooth texture of those tender soles was so intense!
This sudden, like-a-storm onslaught caught Deng Tianyu off guard. His shaft was pressed down by Ning Wan’s beautiful feet, completely falling into the vortex of her soles.
The crisscrossing arches rotated, rubbing the shaft. Sometimes numbing, sometimes intensely exhilarating. Deng Tianyu’s waist began to arch and twitch under the play of her soles.
He couldn’t help but throw his head back, letting out a string of delighted low moans!
