I don’t know how long had passed, but it wasn’t until a sensation of suffocation arose that the two finally parted, reluctant to separate.
Qu Qirong’s bewitching eyes were like silk, her gorgeous, peach-blossom-like jade features adorned with a beautiful, alluring red flush. She locked eyes with her own Tianyu, the tips of their noses touching. Her red lips parted slightly, breathing out an orchid-like fragrance.
Deng Tianyu said softly, “Aunt Rong, it’s time to refine the baleful yang energy!”
Although he had just obtained a few drops of Filial Piety Water during his earlier filial display, he still needed to grind the daily tasks.
“Mm!” Qu Qirong responded, her voice extremely soft and alluring, stirring the heartstrings!
Immediately after, the two tidied themselves up a bit before entering the room.
Soon, just as usual, they began to draw out and refine the baleful yang energy.
On the soft couch, the mature, voluptuous, and beautiful noblewoman had changed into the Sect Master’s Wife Palace Skirt, her long, well-proportioned jade legs wrapped in Ice Silk Stockings.
Her delicate, luscious red lips kissed her own Tianyu’s lips, her lotus-root-like jade arms wrapped around his neck, cooperating with him to the fullest.
Conversely, Deng Tianyu wove the Spring Vitality Sword Intent and the Summer Growth Sword Intent in his hands, covering the location of the Sleep-Sealing Curse Mark.
Having undergone the previous drawing and refining, their cooperation was now even more seamless, often requiring just a single glance to understand what the other was thinking.
Gradually, time slipped away quietly. An hour passed in the blink of an eye, and today’s task of refining the baleful yang energy was already complete.
Yet at this moment, Qu Qirong and Deng Tianyu were still locked in a kiss.
Her long, narrow eyelashes trembled slightly. Those alluring eyes reflected the image of her own Tianyu. Every intimate touch of their lips sent a heart-swaying sensation through her.
Her hands slipped from Deng Tianyu’s neck down to his back. Her onion-white jade fingers couldn’t help but clutch at his clothes, causing a series of wrinkles.
Although the two were silent, their hearts were in perfect harmony, both understanding that the next step was to soak in the medicinal bath and cultivate the Extreme Yin Spirit Fusion Art.
While still embracing, Deng Tianyu slipped one hand through the bend of Aunt Rong’s leg, wrapped in Ice Silkworm Black Silk, and wrapped his other arm around her slender, graceful waist, slowly carrying her towards the bathroom.
As he moved, the soft, full contour propped up by her plump, ample breasts trembled slightly, vaguely revealing a glimpse of snowy white.
Her long, jade-like legs wrapped in the Ice Silkworm Black Silk were drawn tightly together. As her flawless, perfect lotus feet swayed, they resembled flawless, beautiful jade, rippling with a crystalline luster, indescribably beautiful!
When they arrived before the bathtub, the sashes on Qu Qirong’s delicate body gradually loosened. The dress, carrying the warmth and fragrance of the beautiful woman, along with the Ice Silkworm Black Silk, drifted down.
Her smooth, fair, and fragrant shoulders revealed a beauty of boniness. From her waist downwards, perfectly rounded snow-white buttocks like a ripe peach and her long, well-proportioned jade legs outlined an alluring, perfect, and ultimate curve.
Her skin, like congealed fat and white snow, seemed coated in layers of powdery, moist luster. Her limbs were delicately slender and well-proportioned, her body rising and falling exquisitely, beautiful beyond anything of the mortal world.
Deng Tianyu’s two hands began to caress upwards from the plump curve of her buttocks. It was smooth as grease, and even her slightly damp sweat did not hinder the sensation in the slightest.
From her willow-slender waist that seemed to yield to a single embrace, to her breasts above: the mounds were perfectly rounded and peaked, the heavy contours of her breasts displaying a near-perfect circular shape, like two plump, full melons.
And at the peaks of these two rounded jade peaks, two dots of pink halo swelled and protruded, the pinkish-red, tender nipples crystal clear and translucent.
“Splash…”
As pale green ripples spread in the bathtub, Deng Tianyu and Qu Qirong immersed themselves in the medicinal bath and simultaneously activated the Extreme Yin Spirit Fusion Art, beginning to nourish the Extreme Yin and Extreme Yang Spirit Nimbus within their bodies with the medicine.
A glowing Jade Mirror appeared, reflecting the cultivation method for him and her.
Previously, the two had already cultivated using the method shown on it once, though of course, Deng Tianyu only circulated the Extreme Yin Spirit Fusion Art to cooperate.
Qu Qirong, on the other hand, tilted her head slightly. While circulating the art, she also had to split her mind, completing the circulation of the pattern and meridians shown on the Jade Mirror.
Deng Tianyu sat on the edge of the bathtub, carefully following the pattern on the Jade Mirror and focusing on cooperating with Aunt Rong, circulating the Extreme Yin Spirit Fusion Art!
Meanwhile, Qu Qirong knelt inside the bathtub. Her pair of full, rounded, and pert beautiful breasts leaped out from the water’s surface. The pinkish, tender nipples trembled delicately, looking incredibly tender, smooth, and alluring.
Deng Tianyu couldn’t help but reach out and grab this pair of beautiful breasts.
He kneaded and toyed with these treasures that his hands could not fully encompass, squeezing, rubbing, and pinching them. Snow-white, smooth, and silky flesh overflowed and squeezed out between his fingers.
It was like a silk bag filled with solidified milk, yet far more elastic and smooth. No matter how he kneaded them, they would always, amidst a startling wobble, recover their original shape.
The two pinkish, tender nipples were pinched and stood up high, swaying up and down incessantly, incredibly alluring.
“Aunt Rong…”
Deng Tianyu’s gaze was fiery. He murmured to himself, his hands ceaselessly kneading that tender, smooth, and springy breast flesh. The silky, bouncy sensation made him unable to stop.
Aunt Rong’s nipples were exceptionally tender, like peeled cherries, fresh, moist, delicate, and smooth, emitting a faint fragrance. Just looking at them made him want to take one into his mouth and suck it thoroughly.
“Tianyu~ hurry up and cultivate~”
Qu Qirong’s pretty face was flushed red, her voice incomparably soft and coquettish, not as shy as the first time.
But having her full breasts held and toyed with freely by Deng Tianyu still made a blush rise on her cheeks.
Deng Tianyu lowered his head, suddenly bending down. He took the alluring red berry at the peak of a jade mound into his mouth in one go, sucking with his lips and licking with his tongue.
After smacking and sucking for a moment, he used the tip of his tongue to trace circles around the contours of the areola and nipple, especially ceaselessly sucking on that smooth, tender nipple tip.
Only when Aunt Rong was teased to the point of constant soft moans, her slender waist and pert butt twisting and turning like a snake, did he stop.
He straightened up, rubbed the other tender breast, and then spoke: “As Aunt Rong says…”
The nipple on Qu Qirong’s full jade peak had already been licked glossy and wet. She quickly leaned her delicate body forward, bringing that pair of full, beautiful breasts closer and closer to Deng Tianyu’s groin.
“Oh…”
As that mass of beautiful flesh pressed completely against him, Deng Tianyu couldn’t help but shudder, stroking Aunt Rong’s jet-black hair and savoring the sensation in detail.
Qu Qirong used both hands to hold up her plump, beautiful breasts, letting that meat rod press against the edge of her breast contour, then deeply bury itself within the snow-white, tender, and smooth breast flesh.
A warm, moist, and enveloping sensation came over him. Sitting on the edge of the bathtub, Deng Tianyu occasionally hissed softly, his expression one of utter bliss.
Qu Qirong, meanwhile, focused intently on kneading her beautiful breasts, massaging the meat rod nestled between them. Her mouth, from time to time, would take the emerging glans and hold it.
She coordinated her mouth and breasts, letting the meat rod shuttle back and forth between the soft, snow-white peaks, and then be completely enveloped within her warm little mouth.
Deng Tianyu closed his eyes and groaned lowly. The meat rod swelled even larger. The feeling of Aunt Rong’s little mouth sucking on his glans brought him incomparable pleasure…
