After a long while, Deng Tianyu managed, with great difficulty, to move one black star piece, placing it at the very center of the board—the Tianyuan point. The process of moving it felt like dueling another Sword Cultivator who also wielded the Four Seasons Sword Intent and Five Elements Sword Arts. Only by winning could he shift the piece. After making this single move, he surprisingly found that his comprehension of the Four Seasons Sword Intent and Five Elements Sword Arts had deepened slightly.
Suddenly, Deng Tianyu understood. “Fourth Aunt, is this about tempering my Sword Arts and the Sword Intent I’ve nurtured?”
“Mm.” Fourth Aunt nodded and casually placed a white piece. The effortless ease of her move was worlds apart from Deng Tianyu’s arduous struggle.
Deng Tianyu took a deep breath and once more surged his Four Seasons Sword Intent, seizing control of another black star piece. He had thought that after the first experience, moving the second black piece would be easier, especially since his Sword Intent had just strengthened. However, it defied his expectations. The sensation felt like a small mountain pressing down on him, making it almost impossible to budge. If the first move was easy mode, this was definitely hard mode.
Fortunately, supported by sixteen years of Four Seasons Sword Intent, Deng Tianyu pushed his Five Elements Sword Arts to their limit and managed to barely place the second black piece.
“Phew…” As soon as the piece was down, Deng Tianyu was already panting heavily and feeling quite miserable. “This Starry Net Chess Game definitely isn’t meant for ordinary people.”
“The Starry Net Chess Game can only be played by those with Sword Heart Clarity,” Fourth Aunt calmly explained.
But just as she prepared to make her move, her brow furrowed slightly. “Why are your placements so completely unorthodox?”
Deng Tianyu smiled slightly. “Fourth Aunt, I’m playing Gomoku.”
As a proper transmigrator, how could he possibly know how to play Go? Gomoku was more his style.
“What is Gomoku?” Fourth Aunt looked at him, puzzled.
“Very simple. Black and white each take one side. Whoever forms an unbroken line of five pieces first—whether horizontal, vertical, or diagonal—wins.”
“This is quite novel!” After understanding the rules, Fourth Aunt’s phoenix-like eyes lit up. Finding it somewhat intriguing, she began placing her pieces according to Deng Tianyu’s rules.
“Fourth Aunt, I win!” Before long, five black pieces had connected into a line. Feeling his Sword Intent strengthen a bit more under the tempering of the Starry Net Chessboard, Deng Tianyu felt a surge of joy. If this continued, his Sword Intent would grow increasingly powerful.
“I’ll go first.” Fourth Aunt didn’t comment further, simply stating her intention with a slight parting of her red lips. After losing that round, besides grasping the rules, she had already realized the advantage of the first player.
“Uh, okay.” Deng Tianyu nodded, and they continued playing. Whenever Fourth Aunt was about to form a line of three, he would immediately block her. Under these circumstances, the difficulty of Fourth Aunt creating a line of five was greatly increased. However, she didn’t get bogged down where she was blocked. Instead, she placed her pieces in other areas of the board.
Soon, in the back-and-forth exchange, the number of pieces on the board gradually increased.
“You lose.” Amidst the constant blocking, Fourth Aunt had, at some point, completed her layout and formed a line of five.
“Ah… this!” Deng Tianyu stared blankly. He hadn’t expected that by only the second game, she would have completely mastered the strategy. More importantly, he could feel that every previous move Fourth Aunt made had been a setup for this final step.
As if sensing his thoughts, Fourth Aunt spoke: “As a chess player, as long as one can see through the overall situation, even if the rules change, one can still make arrangements.”
Hearing this, Deng Tianyu lay back in the Flower Sea, deep in thought.
“That’s enough for this time.” Fourth Aunt put away the Starry Net Chess Game and lay down as well, pulling him into her embrace.
At this moment, her eyes seemed filled with maternal love, as if treating him like her own child. She hummed a lullaby softly by Deng Tianyu’s ear. As the melody drifted over him, Deng Tianyu gradually closed his eyes.
Gazing at his peaceful visage, Fourth Aunt gently kissed his forehead through her veil, then closed her beautiful eyes as well.
…
Meanwhile, in the back mountain courtyard.
The big loli Li Shishi, her pretty face flushed crimson with intoxication, was gulping down cup after cup of Peach Blossom Wine. Between drinks, she drunkenly voiced her grievances. “So infuriating! I finally get a chance to be alone with Senior Brother, why does Shizun always have to show up at the crucial moment?! (｡>﹏<｡)”
“Ying… ying… burp!” Beside her, the little fox was also drunk. She rolled left and right on the stone table, feeling like multiple Li Shishis were swaying before her eyes. Every time she reached out a paw to pat one’s cheek, the target always dodged.
“When my cultivation is high enough one day, I’ll let Shizun have a taste of being suppressed. Lock her in a dark room for wall-facing meditation, make her call me Shizun instead, make her… burp!” The big loli, now too drunk to even know her own name, scooped up the little fox as a body pillow and sprawled onto the stone table. Her breathing quickly became even and steady, occasionally punctuated by sleep-talk ambitions of deceiving her master and destroying her ancestors.
The little fox, meanwhile, sniffed with her pink nose. Finding it wasn’t the familiar scent of Deng Tianyu, she resisted, kicking out futilely with her four furry paws against the other’s face. Unfortunately, in her drunken state, she couldn’t break free and was forced into duty as a body pillow. Finally, she too gradually fell asleep amidst her struggles.
One night passed in the blink of an eye.
Early morning. As the first rays of dawn fell, dispelling the dark curtain of night, the world slowly became clear and visible.
Under the quilt, Deng Tianyu found he was having trouble breathing. It felt like his mouth was blocked by something, and his tongue seemed entwined. A familiar, delicate fragrance filled his nostrils. Deng Tianyu was reminded of the smoothness of jelly—soft, glutinous, moist! It wasn’t until repeated waves of suffocation hit him that he groggily opened his eyes.
Before him was a mature, flushed, jade-like face. In that moment, his Shizun was gazing into his eyes, mere inches away. He could feel the proud, erect firmness pressing against his chest, and her hot, orchid-scented breath on his face.
“Tianyu, good morning.”
Ning Wan’s beautiful eyes rippled with seductive charm. Her slender, jade-like fingers traced over Deng Tianyu’s lips, as if savoring the moment with lingering desire.
“Shizun, just now, was that…”
Deng Tianyu’s gaze involuntarily fell upon her moist, fragrant lips. He hesitated, unsure how to phrase it.
Meeting his gaze, Ning Wan exhaled like an orchid, her pearly teeth slightly revealed as she whispered, “That just now was Shizun’s good morning kiss for Tianyu. But Tianyu must also reciprocate in kind! And my tongue must become numb from it, understand?”
“Mmph…”
Before she could finish, Ning Wan’s body trembled. But she quickly reacted, proactively hooking her arms around her precious disciple’s neck and responding passionately.
Following the principle of honoring one’s master, Deng Tianyu also employed the method of entwining snakes to fulfill his Shizun’s request. Two slippery tongues squirmed and tangled together. The petal-like tender lips tilted upwards, allowing him to taste them to his heart’s content. And Shizun Ning Wan, in the midst of his reciprocation, offered another gift herself. She took the initiative to guide her precious disciple’s hands, placing them over her full breasts.
Deng Tianyu’s large hands immediately grasped, squeezing and kneading those perfectly shaped, round-bellied, proudly erect snowy peaks. His fingers forcefully pinched and pulled at one pink, crystalline nipple atop her chest, causing the pink areola to gradually elongate until the entire round, snowy breast was stretched into a lewd, pointed cone. Only then did he abruptly let go, letting the plump breast flesh quiver and sway back into place. His mouth seized her fresh, plump, cherry-like lips, sucking and nibbling, writhing and teasing. His fiery tongue pried open the seam of her lips and deeply invaded her sandalwood mouth, entwining with her own slippery little tongue in an intricate, tangled dance.
