When they read in the text scroll that the Extreme Yin Spirit Fusion Art had been created precisely to break through the Primordial Yin Spirit Body, Deng Tianyu and Qu Qirong exchanged a glance, both revealing expressions of delight.
But as they read further and discovered it was a Dual Cultivation method, Deng Tianyu was stunned.
Qu Qirong’s cheeks and ears burned hot, her exquisitely beautiful jade countenance already stained a layer of peach-red, so alluring she was irresistible.
However, it had to be said: the two of them perfectly met the conditions for this technique. Qu Qirong inherently possessed the Primordial Yin Spirit Body, so there was no need for further comment on that point. As for Deng Tianyu, although he had been intimate with his Shizun Ning Wan many times, because he cultivated the Primordial Yang Reflux Technique, his Primordial Yang remained intact.
At that moment, the atmosphere became somewhat silent—a silence tinged with a hint of intimacy and ambiguity.
To alleviate the awkwardness, Deng Tianyu proactively spoke up: “Aunt Rong, it’s time to guide and refine the Baleful Yang Energy.” In any case, they had now found a cultivation method suitable for Aunt Rong; there was no need to rush. Matters like this couldn’t be decided unilaterally; it was best to let things take their natural course, to let nature take its course.
“Mhm.” Qu Qirong also suppressed the shyness in her heart, removed her sable coat and embroidered shoes, and slowly lay down on the soft divan. Perhaps due to the lingering intimacy, her breathing was now slightly hurried, her fragrant heart trembling intensely, and the words “Dual Cultivation” kept surfacing in her mind unbidden.
Deng Tianyu’s gaze fell upon Aunt Rong. As before, to guard against the invasion of sword intent, her curvaceous and graceful body was wrapped in the Sect Master’s Wife Palace Skirt, and her long, full, sleek jade legs were still sheathed in stockings the color of skin, thin as cicada wings. The way she was lying down, from the full, round, flat lower abdomen down to the taut, fair, and long jade legs, the alluring curves of a mature noblewoman were highlighted to the extreme.
Sensing her Tianyu’s heated gaze, Qu Qirong bit her red lips tightly, her jade legs drawing slightly together. Under the hazy, translucent illusion of the gossamer sheer fabric, her ten tender toes curled tightly together.
“Aunt Rong, relax a little,” Deng Tianyu took a deep breath, cast aside distracting thoughts, and smiled. Immediately, he condensed Spring Vitality Sword Intent and Summer Growth Sword Intent, slowly covering the area three inches below her Dantian, and began to guide the Baleful Yang Energy.
Feeling that familiar strange sensation rising, Qu Qirong’s delicate body trembled. With tacit understanding, she wrapped her arms around her Tianyu’s waist, and her alluring, moist red lips sealed his lips.
Nothing unexpected happened. Just as before, when their half-shichen session reached the midpoint rest, Deng Tianyu prepared to use Summer Growth Sword Intent to temporarily seal the gap in the Sealing Restriction.
But at this moment, the unexpected occurred! The Sleep-Sealing Curse Mark quivered, and the previously docile Baleful Yang Energy suddenly began to riot violently! In the space of a single instant, the Sword Intent Iris formed by Summer Growth Sword Intent was eroded, covered in cracks.
Almost simultaneously, Qu Qirong abruptly revealed an expression of pain. Her countenance turned pale, her forehead beaded with cold sweat, her delicate body trembling, yet she still bit her teeth hard, unwilling to disturb him.
“Aunt Rong!” Deng Tianyu’s pupils constricted sharply. He hastily deployed [Star Shift] again, drawing the rampaging Baleful Yang Energy into his own body at the fastest possible speed. Yet even so, he couldn’t bring it under control.
In that hair’s breadth moment, Deng Tianyu gritted his teeth, recalling the scene when Shizun Ning Wan’s Yin Sha had rampaged previously. Without much hesitation, he abruptly lowered his body.
The Palace Skirt was pushed up to her waist. The fair lower abdomen still bore the residual flush left by the sword intent. Dark purple silk undergarments were draped across the snow-white valley; the full buttocks left vivid flesh marks beneath the tight, elastic fabric, looking exquisitely succulent.
Without a moment’s hesitation, Deng Tianyu hooked his fingers over the edge of the undergarments and pulled them down past her buttocks. Qu Qirong’s delicate body trembled, her jade legs suddenly clamping tightly shut, desperately squeezing her thighs together. She had clearly sensed Deng Tianyu’s actions. The plump, succulent clam at the cleft of her legs was so tightly squeezed it seemed to mound into a small hillock, appearing exceptionally pink and flushed, still bearing traces of damp, slick moisture.
“Aunt Rong, don’t be afraid. Leave it to me.” Deng Tianyu’s tone was firm. In this critical moment, there was no room for hesitation or overthinking. Both hands forcibly held down her twisting waist, and he powerfully parted her tightly closed, beautiful legs.
This posture was somewhat familiar. A few days ago, he had held his Shizun’s ankles just like this, pressing against her snow-white buttocks and fiercely thrusting deep into the night. Deng Tianyu shook his head, casting aside these irrelevant thoughts, as his fingertips slid down to the very center of the pink, tender slit. The two voluptuous, delicate petals, like a mass of solidified cream, were softly parted by him, the motion of his fingers eliciting a slight, wet, slippery sound.
Time was pressing, leaving no room for further thought. Deng Tianyu directly covered the area with his open mouth. From between the flushed, tender petals, viscous fluid surged out, mixed with a dense aura of Baleful Yang Energy. Deng Tianyu dared not let his focus waver. As he drew in the rampaging Baleful Yang Energy, he simultaneously refined it with all his might…
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Next door, inside Deng Tianyu’s room, within the bronze vessel. The two little ones, Hongxue and Moxue, suddenly stirred as if sensing something. The colorful wings on their backs trembled, the six-hued radiance becoming incomparably dazzling.
The little fox Yingying, deep in slumber, was completely oblivious, still sleeping incredibly sweetly, even smacking her lips as if dreaming of something delicious.
In her dream, she was still within Xiaoxiang Elegant Garden. At this time, the Mysterious Winter had passed, welcoming the vibrant Early Spring.
“Pitter-patter… pitter-patter…” A spring rain fell gently, softly dispelling the lingering chill of winter and awakening the slumbering myriad things. This rain carried none of the usual chill, only a rich, brimming spring vitality and boundless life.
Savoring the fragrance after the rain, the little fox Yingying stepped with elegant fox treads, one step at a time, across the damp earth, slowly entering the medicinal garden. She squinted her fox eyes, inspecting her territory, her gaze sweeping over the spirit flowers and spirit herbs, each exuding dense spiritual energy. Finally, her gaze settled upon a delicate, cinnabar-red spirit plant, bearing a striking resemblance to a peach blossom. This cinnabar-red spirit plant, nourished by the spring rain, had already blossomed. That enticing, fragrant spiritual energy, mingled with an aroma like peach blossoms, made the little fox smack her fox mouth.
Slurp… (￣￢￣）!
The gluttonous little fox leaned closer, gently sniffing that wafting spiritual energy, then opened her small mouth and began to lightly savor, delicately tasting one of the petals.
(￣～￣) Chewing… o(≧▽≦)o!
As that sweet fragrance blossomed upon her taste buds, her pair of fox eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and the three tails behind her began wagging rhythmically—left three times, right three times. She had found happiness in this cinnabar-red spirit flower! This happiness captivated her, and she couldn’t resist taking another bite of a spirit flower petal.
Immediately afterward, she even retrieved a bottle of fine Purple Jade Marrow and a packet of snacks from her storage ring. From past experience, the little fox Yingying had already grasped something extremely important—happiness could be stacked! This cinnabar-red petal right now was happiness. The delicious snacks were also happiness. The fine Purple Jade Marrow was even more happiness. So, what if all three were combined? Wouldn’t that be boundless happiness?
Desiring to act, she acted. The little fox waved a fluffy little paw and popped open the bottle cap. “Pop!” At the sound, a burst of spiritual energy fragrance wafted into her nose—the scent of Superior Purple Jade Marrow.
The little fox no longer hesitated, letting her three tails serve as three paws, working on all sides, continuing her light savoring and delicate tasting, letting the happiness come more fiercely.
At this time, the rain was gradually easing, and a colorful rainbow arched from one end of the sky to the other. (￣︶￣)! The little fox showed a contented smile. She had learned from Deng Tianyu that this colorful light rainbow was called a “rainbow”—a supremely beautiful scene that only appeared after the rain. Suddenly, her pink, tender nose twitched. She actually discovered that the spiritual energy mingled with peach blossom fragrance had grown even denser. The little fox Yingying couldn’t resist, and once again continued tasting that cinnabar-red spirit plant.
Just as she was lost in her beautiful dream, smacking her fox lips and feasting with relish, Hongxue and Moxue inside the bronze vessel felt the spiritual energy wings on their backs tremble once more. They could clearly perceive that the pure Nurtured Nimbus had become even denser. This Nurtured Nimbus came from their benefactors—the handsome young man and the mature, beautiful woman. Their own King had told them that Nurtured Nimbus was divided into three kinds: friendship, familial affection, and love. As long as each kind was purely flawless, they could receive its nourishment. Now, Hongxue and Moxue could clearly feel that the three types of Nurtured Nimbus emanating from the neighboring room had become incredibly dense, causing them, nourished as they were, to swim about in the spirit spring with utter bliss.
