“Shizun, I’m done bathing!”
“If Senior Brother comes back, remember to tell me.”
After soaking in the hot spring for a while to relieve her fatigue, Li Shishi bid her master farewell and prepared to get dressed and leave.
Since Senior Brother wasn’t back yet, she would lie in wait in his room, waiting for him to walk right into the trap.
“I don’t believe you won’t come back all night!”
Imagining Deng Tianyu’s surprise when he saw her, Li Shishi couldn’t help but flash a smug smile.
Suddenly, a bubble emerged in the middle of the spring, caused by the massive influx of spiritual energy earlier. Rich and vast spiritual energy spilled out, snapping her back from her daydream.
Li Shishi paid it no mind. She picked out a pretty goose-yellow dress, paired it with a set of Ice Silk Stockings, put on her Embroidered Shoes, and headed towards the residence.
She had already devised her strategy to win over her Senior Brother.
First, she would enter his room and hide in his bed. She would then take off her dress and pretend to be asleep!
When Deng Tianyu came back and lifted the covers, the first thing that would catch his eye would be her flawlessly perfect, graceful body.
At that instant, she would imitate what Hong Shi did last time: pretend to be asleep, then, using the excuse of dreaming, hug her Senior Brother tightly and murmur his name, followed by a series of advances.
Li Shishi knew the biggest flaw in this plan: she was ticklish.
Because every time her Senior Brother tickled her even slightly, she couldn’t stop laughing.
So, she secretly warned herself: no matter what, she must hold it in… Don’t laugh!
The key point was, for some reason, Hong Shi had fallen into a deep sleep. This was a golden opportunity to hog him all to herself!
As the footsteps gradually faded away, the entire Purple Bamboo Forest was silent, leaving only the intertwining of soft, fine breaths.
“Pop~”
With a lewd sound, the now soft shaft finally slipped out of the tight anal core.
Ning Wan’s originally pink back courtyard no longer looked as small as before. A huge pink hole, almost the size of a baby’s arm, was prominently there, with thick white semen gushing out.
That white fluid was thick and warm, even emitting wisps of steam, like a spring’s eye gushing out warm water.
Deng Tianyu couldn’t help but soothe the folds around his master’s tender back courtyard. These chrysanthemum petals were completely stretched open, as if that incredibly pure and beautiful flower had been utterly shattered, leaving only his own warm, thick fluid.
But in the blink of an eye, the chrysanthemum hole, which he had ravaged into a mess, miraculously shrank and closed up before his eyes.
His master was indeed an Unsurpassed powerhouse of the Yin-Yang Stage. Her tender chrysanthemum recovered at a visible speed. The pink hole, originally as thick as a baby’s arm, quickly narrowed down to the size of a baby’s finger.
The ring of chrysanthemum petals, which had disappeared entirely, gradually and magically reappeared, looking lighter in color, pink and tender, just like a newly bloomed chrysanthemum bud.
“Tianyu, I didn’t expect your comprehension to be so high. With just a single guidance from me, you could grasp the essence of this Body Refining Method.”
Seeing Deng Tianyu staring dumbfoundedly at her asshole, Ning Wan buried her head in her Precious Disciple’s warm chest, pulled his hand to wrap around her waist, and softly praised him.
Her huge breasts pressed against her Precious Disciple’s chest. Feeling their heartbeats synchronize and become one, she felt both warmth and fulfillment at this moment.
“It’s only because you taught well, Shizun!” Gazing at the mature, seductive, and charming beautiful master before him, Deng Tianyu shook his head.
He was telling the truth. Without his master’s guidance and wholehearted willingness to let him experiment repeatedly, he wouldn’t have become so proficient so quickly.
Of course, cultivating this Body Tempering Technique also required a price.
For example, his “Primordial Yang Reflux Technique,” including just now and the earlier occasions in the pavilion, had been tempered five times.
“The master opens the door, but cultivation depends on the individual. Tianyu, don’t be too modest!”
“I merely served as a guide. Being able to grasp the essence of this Body Tempering Technique and gain deeper insights is all thanks to you, Tianyu.”
Ning Wan tilted her head close to her Precious Disciple’s ear, blew a gentle puff of hot air, and rubbed her beautiful knees, covered in Ice Silkworm White Silk, lightly against Deng Tianyu’s groin.
Deng Tianyu’s brows twitched. His calm state of mind was stirred into ripples once again.
Facing this bewitching and seductive master, his mental state was always severely tested.
“Has Tianyu’s heart been moved again?”
Ning Wan’s eyes were like silk, her smile alluring. Her slender hand gently drew circles on Deng Tianyu’s chest.
Her hand was bonelessly soft, fingers delicate like fresh shoots, skin as white as cream. Her rounded, slightly pointed nails gleamed with a pure crystalline luster.
Then, that slender, white finger gently brushed over her seductive red lips, dabbing a bit of brilliant red lipstick onto its tip, and softly dotted it onto his lips.
At the same time, her rounded calf bent slightly, her knee hollow gently moving onto Deng Tianyu’s stirring shaft. Immediately, that soft, tender flesh wrapped around it, rubbing.
Deng Tianyu felt his heart pound fiercely. He said helplessly: “Shizun, by tempering my state of mind like this, aren’t you afraid I’ll lose control?”
“What bad intentions could my Tianyu have?”
“Of course, if you really can’t control it, I can only take action and gradually extinguish the Inner Devil within you.”
Ning Wan leaned her beautiful face forward, her red lips parting slightly, exhaling a breath as fragrant as orchids.
Their faces were inches apart, each other’s breath hitting their faces, each seeing their own reflection in the other’s eyes.
Slowly, that stunning and seductive face drew closer, until it merged with the reflection in her eyes.
Before he knew it, those alluring, moist red lips were kissing his.
Ning Wan’s expression was dazed. Her slender hands wrapped tightly around his neck, greedily enjoying the intimacy with her Precious Disciple.
Whenever she was with Deng Tianyu, she could never suppress the burning, intense emotions in her heart.
Especially after the last birthday celebration, she wanted him by her side all the time even more.
Ning Wan was very grateful!
Grateful that she had left the Yin-Yang Law Heaven, grateful that she had brought that little boy back to the Purple Cloud Sect back then.
If it weren’t for that, how could she be so intimate with him like now?
Ning Wan loved it when her Tianyu called her Shizun.
Loved bathing with him.
Loved holding him while sleeping together in the same bed.
Even more, she loved the intimacy of embracing and kissing like this.
Over these years, watching this little boy grow up peacefully, her heart felt both the comfort of a mother and master, and a gradually accumulating worry.
Ning Wan feared that as he grew up, he might no longer be close to her.
Feared that one day he would leave her and go far away.
But all that panic finally completely dissipated on that day when their bodies and souls merged.
At that moment, Ning Wan knew!
Her Tianyu had always held her in his heart, and in the most important place.
She felt joy, an unprecedented happiness, a feeling she had never experienced before.
For some reason, Deng Tianyu felt that his master’s feelings for him were hotter than ever before, as if she wanted to meld him into her body.
At this, although he couldn’t speak of it because of his Plot Armor, he could pour his heart and all his feelings into this one kiss.
Feeling her Precious Disciple’s response, Ning Wan’s long, narrow eyelashes fluttered. Her bonelessly soft hands slid from his neck down to his back, involuntarily gripping there, leaving light trails.
At this moment, a gentle breeze blew past, dispersing the mist created by the spiritual rain.
The purple bamboo swayed in the forest, the stalks rustling against each other as if creating a pleasant melody.
The clouds gathered in the sky had somehow quietly scattered. A touch of beautiful, moving moonlight shone down on the entire Purple Bamboo Forest and also upon this embracing master and disciple.
It draped a silver-white veil over the master and disciple, sending them the most beautiful blessings.
A long while later, Deng Tianyu and Ning Wan reluctantly parted.
Ning Wan gazed infatuatedly at her Precious Disciple, her beautiful eyes interweaving allure and moisture. She guided him, sinking into the hot spring, leaning on the warm stone wall, and turned her head back with a smile: “Tianyu, the path of cultivation depends not only on understanding and talent but also on personal diligence.”
At this moment, her plump and bewitching figure was wrapped in a purple cheongsam. The mature beautiful master’s graceful curves were fully displayed. Her fair jade legs were still wrapped in the gossamer-thin Ice Silkworm White Silk, looking even firmer and longer.
With each gentle step, ripples of allure spread, stirring the deepest parts of the heart.
Ning Wan’s cheongsam had long been soaked by the spring water. Now, it stuck perfectly to her skin, her plump and graceful body as if draped in a layer of transparent purple gauze.
She supported herself against the stone wall, arching her body. Her buttocks stuck out in a breathtaking curve. The soaked hem of her cheongsam drooped along the curves of her buttocks.
Two plump, perky mounds, snow-white and creamy like crisp pastries, looking just like ripe peach-like round buttocks, were almost completely exposed to Deng Tianyu’s view.
This time, she did not lift the hem of her cheongsam. Instead, she smoothed that piece of fabric, letting it perfectly conform to the curve of her buttocks.
The thin, light fabric extended from her gourd-shaped waist, covered the sunken, snowy crevice of her buttocks, and then spread into the plump, thin valley.
The hem of the cheongsam seemed to completely cover her body, yet it seemed to cover nothing at all.
Deng Tianyu could clearly see the shape reflected by the fabric clinging to her anal core: the small, neat, slightly sunken pink tender asshole, and that delicate line of cleavage in the middle of the plump, ample snowy mound.
It was almost no different from her bare, snowy-white buttocks, only adding a touch of hazy, indistinct allure.
“Just now, your Body Tempering Technique reached the Extreme Realm of the first layer, but it hasn’t been fully consolidated.”
“How about I help you so you can forge ahead unhindered?”
Just then, Ning Wan looked at him with a hundred charms and a thousand graces, her eyes brimming with autumn water. She swayed her hips gently, and layers of ripples rose on her plump buttocks.
In the face of this, would Deng Tianyu, who revered his master and deeply understood the Path of Filial Piety, refuse?
Of course not. He slowly came up behind his master.
Two snow-white lotus-root-like jade arms propped against the stone wall. A slender, easily gripped waist bent low. Fair shoulder blades shrugged slightly. Her peach-like buttocks, looking full and round against her slim waist, were slightly perked up.
Deng Tianyu reached out. Ning Wan’s cheongsam was peeled from both ends towards the middle, bunching up around her waist.
Her silky, snowy-smooth back and fragrant shoulders were completely exposed. Even from behind, he could see the full, trembling, snow-white huge breasts drooping from her chest. The creamy flesh of her breasts formed a perfect semicircle viewed from behind.
Her round breasts hung down, maintaining the perfect shape of two swollen, slightly perky mounds of cream. The bright red nipples slightly upturned, breathtakingly beautiful.
“Ah~”
Deng Tianyu pressed forward, sinking his hands into her springy, smooth, huge breasts from behind. Immediately, his master’s willow waist trembled, her snowy neck tilting slightly up, a cascade of black hair gently spreading out like a waterfall.
His erect shaft rubbed back and forth a few times in the smooth, wet, snowy valley. It plowed past the slick flower lips, the nectar-like honey flesh, and then ground over the soft, pink, tender asshole.
As if sensing Deng Tianyu’s teasing, her honeyed entrance gradually became wet and slick, her chrysanthemum hole somewhat oily and moist. The soft, soaked flesh of her chrysanthemum nest lightly clamped around in response to the glans.
Her snowy buttocks also lifted higher and perkier, unconsciously twisting as if proactively seeking the glans.
Deng Tianyu showed a slight smile.
He sank down slightly, aiming the glans at the soft asshole. The wet, soft chrysanthemum petals were pushed open by the glans, the soft, tender flesh sucking on the tip of the glans.
Inside the anal chamber, there was a faint, suction-like force, as if issuing an impatient invitation…
