As her thoughts drifted, Qu Qirong’s mature, voluptuous body shifted slightly until she was face-to-face with Deng Tianyu. She spoke with utmost seriousness. “Can Tianyu give Aunt Rong this chance?”
“Mm!”
Meeting her gaze, Deng Tianyu saw the persistence in Aunt Rong’s eyes and nodded.
How could he, a filial one, refuse an elder’s request?
Besides, this was also a way for elder and younger to strengthen their bond—truly killing two birds with one stone!
Only, while the two sat facing each other, spring scenes were inadvertently revealed. Whenever her jade-like arm lifted slightly, a pair of firm, full breasts would heavily leap out from the water’s surface.
Looking at the pink nipples that frequently entered his view, Deng Tianyu had to expend tremendous willpower to suppress the stirring movement between his legs.
“If you feel any discomfort, Tianyu can speak up.”
Qu Qirong’s peerlessly beautiful jade countenance was as alluring as peach and plum blossoms. She picked up the gauze cloth, dipped it in some soap, and gently helped her Tianyu wipe his shoulders, then his chest.
She had never done such a thing before and was inevitably somewhat nervous. When spring scenes were revealed, she would still shyly reach out to cover them.
But gradually, she slowly adapted.
Because the person before her was her Tianyu—the younger generation she cherished most, the most important person. Even being seen in embarrassing places didn’t matter much.
Once she relaxed, her snowy breasts immediately quivered. She let the pair of perfectly round, creamy mounds sway freely, the pink areolae setting off the cherry-like nipples, making them perk up high.
“Aunt Rong!”
However, this was torture for Deng Tianyu. All he could see was congealed, crisp, smooth, beautiful flesh. With immense willpower, he calmed his mind and said softly, “Aunt Rong, how about we start cultivating now?”
“No rush!” Qu Qirong shook her head. Her voluptuous, alluring body leaned forward, her snowy, tender breasts swaying gently. Holding the damp gauze, she began wiping his arm.
The rich, milky scent lingered at his nose. Deng Tianyu felt a massive headache.
Faced with this mature, noble beauty, even with his powerful state of mind, he couldn’t help but feel ripples.
In his sight: the full, heavy bosom; the curvy, voluptuous body leaning forward; the long, plump, beautiful legs bent to one side; the soft, lush moon-like buttocks resting on the rosy heels—all forming a graceful, alluring curve.
Through the crystal-clear water, he could vaguely see her curled-up, delicate lotus feet. The tender, rounded toes were painted with a light blue tint, shimmering with a soft, elegant luster in the haze.
“Tianyu, when bathing, remember to be thorough!”
At this moment, Qu Qirong put down the gauze. Her slender hand probed into the water. She bit her red lip, gazing infatuatedly at the man before her.
Her delicate jade hand stroked Deng Tianyu’s erect meat rod. Fingers slid up and down, her movements perfectly controlled—sometimes light, sometimes heavy—providing the right stimulation to different sensitive areas of the rod, making Deng Tianyu unable to suppress a soft groan.
Deng Tianyu wanted to speak, but the words stuck in his throat.
Before him, Aunt Rong’s jade face was flushed, her eyes infatuated. She had clearly mustered tremendous courage, her gaze filled with steadfast emotion.
Staying quiet right now was best. He silently enjoyed it. The intimate atmosphere slowly brewed within the water mist.
Ever since the previous accident, Qu Qirong had been cramming knowledge in this area.
Although her movements were still somewhat inexperienced, they were already quite presentable.
Her left hand gripped the scorching hot rod. Her right hand opened and placed it above the glans, then her palm fell, the soft center pressing against the glans.
Five slender, green onion-like fingers pressed down on the glans ridge, gripping the entire glans in her palm. Then her right hand slowly lifted upwards, as if massaging the glans.
“Sss… “
This was even more comfortable than simple stroking. Deng Tianyu couldn’t help but moan out in pleasure, his body trembling slightly.
“Tianyu, is it comfortable?”
Seeing Deng Tianyu’s blissful expression, Qu Qirong felt immensely satisfied and blurted out the question.
The moment she spoke, she regretted it, feeling her face burn with shame. She didn’t even notice Deng Tianyu’s soft reply.
She just lowered her beautiful face, focusing all her attention on the meat rod in her hands.
She changed movements, using her smooth, soft palm center to press against the glans, rubbing and spinning it rapidly like kneading a ball.
Unimaginable pleasure invaded his entire body from the glans, making Deng Tianyu arch his back, slightly close his eyes, and endure with difficulty.
Deng Tianyu felt his rod become so hard it began to ache and throb. The entire shaft turned scorching hot like a fire poker.
Seeing this, Qu Qirong switched back to vigorous stroking. Ripples spread across the water, and colorful flower petals drifted among them.
Deng Tianyu’s breathing grew increasingly ragged. Finally, unable to bear it, he clenched his teeth. His meat rod spurted out large amounts of semen with wet, squelching sounds…
For a moment, neither spoke, but they could hear each other’s breathing.
Right now, both she and he were reminiscing about every little moment they had shared.
From meeting and acknowledging each other, to understanding each other, to now being deeply entangled in this whirlpool of emotion.
Neither had ever imagined it would evolve into this, but neither had any regrets.
Qu Qirong inexplicably recalled a short verse her Tianyu had once recited.
— Heaven does not age, emotions are hard to sever. The heart is like a net of twin threads, within it lie countless knots.
Perhaps from the moment she and he met, these knots had slowly begun weaving into a net.
After all these days of development, the emotional knots within were already countless!
“Tianyu, sit up…” Qu Qirong collapsed into Deng Tianyu’s arms and looked up, speaking softly.
“Tianyu released so much. Aunt Rong wants to help… clean you thoroughly…”
Deng Tianyu didn’t quite grasp what Qu Qirong meant, but he obeyed his elder’s words and sat on the edge of the tub. He watched Aunt Rong, her pink lips gently parting as she took his meat rod into her mouth, all while maintaining eye contact with him.
The last time an accident happened, Aunt Rong had been too shy to look at Deng Tianyu. This time, perhaps because she had steeled her resolve, she no longer evaded. She looked straight at Deng Tianyu as she slowly began to bob her head.
Deng Tianyu’s entire body shivered. He felt his meat rod enter a moist, warm cavity. And especially that intense visual impact caused the defense line he had just rebuilt to instantly collapse. Qu Qirong’s fiery gaze fixated on the fiercely erect glans. His glans was already seeping a bit of transparent mucus, the shaft covered in hormonal body fluids. The veined meat rod trembled lightly before Qu Qirong’s small mouth.
Qu Qirong’s soft, compliant tongue tip gently curled. She gripped the base of Deng Tianyu’s rod and used the tip of her tongue to lick the horse’s eye at the very center of the glans. When her tongue left, saliva and mucus mixed, forming a long, thin thread. Qu Qirong then used her mouth to swallow this mucus, and wrapped her pink lips around Deng Tianyu’s glans, eventually swallowing the entire glans into her mouth.
“Aunt Rong…”
The intense pleasure made Deng Tianyu’s whole body tremble, his meat rod swelling even larger. Sensing his reaction, Qu Qirong’s cherry-like small mouth curled up slightly, revealing a charming smile. She swallowed his meat rod into her mouth again, sucking, bobbing her head back and forth. Wherever she passed, waves of comfortable sensation washed through his entire body.
After releasing his glans, Qu Qirong tilted her head up to glance at Deng Tianyu. The misty confusion in her starry eyes, a trace of lewd charm—if Deng Tianyu hadn’t desperately restrained himself earlier, he probably would have already erupted.
“Tianyu, look… Aunt Rong can wash you… cleaner than your Shizun ever washed you…”
Qu Qirong once again took his meat rod into her small mouth and began the up-and-down piston motion. Most of the rod slid in and out of her mouth. She swallowed deeper and deeper, bobbing up and down, her lips tightly suctioned around Deng Tianyu’s rod, sucking hard. Her tongue circled the shaft, wriggling back and forth, while her teeth gently bit the base, squeezing in a way that made Deng Tianyu feel an urge to just let go and ejaculate.
Qu Qirong felt the meat rod in her mouth grow thicker and longer, the glans tightening and relaxing, twitching. She realized Deng Tianyu was about to reach his breaking point.
“Tianyu, isn’t Aunt Rong better than your Shizun~”
Qu Qirong suddenly revealed a mischievous expression like a little girl. Her small mouth half-opened, she released Deng Tianyu’s meat rod and looked up at him. He was clearly stunned by the interruption of pleasure. A slight smile appeared as she reached out with one hand to Deng Tianyu’s rigid rod, stroking up and down the smooth shaft with moderate pressure. Just moments ago, he had been enjoying the intense sucking pleasure of Qu Qirong’s mouth. Right now, merely being stroked by her little hand couldn’t satisfy his lust. It only kept his meat rod hard without letting him release, forcing him to endure an unbearable, stuck sensation.
Qu Qirong stuck out her fragrant tongue, as if savoring a delicious lollipop. Starting from the tip of the glans, she slowly, slowly slid it down along the side of Deng Tianyu’s meat rod.
Every time Deng Tianyu was about to ejaculate, Qu Qirong would slow down her stroking, waiting for the stimulation to subside slightly before speeding up and increasing pressure again, trapping him in this intermittent hell of pleasure.
“Aunt Rong, you…” Deng Tianyu was astonished. Where had Aunt Rong learned such techniques? Even Shizun had never used them. Ning Wan always just made him shoot his load as quickly as possible.
“Since last time… that time… I secretly read some books…” Even though she was forcing herself to be bold, being asked this question still made Qu Qirong a bit too embarrassed to answer.
“Aunt Rong… so unbearable…”
This was exactly the answer Qu Qirong expected.
“Between Aunt Rong and your Shizun, who is better?”
“Aunt Rong and Shizun… both are good…” Deng Tianyu clung to his last shred of reason and answered with difficulty.
Qu Qirong heard the answer she wanted. She knew this was already Deng Tianyu’s true feelings. She smiled softly. “Just now, everything was Aunt Rong’s fault. Now, please, Tianyu, let all the filth inside your body be completely drained out…”
Qu Qirong finally took his meat rod back into her mouth. She bobbed up and down, sucked with force, rhythmically squeezed the rod in her mouth. This time, there was no pause. She sucked hard, her head shaking wildly. The glans of his meat rod was lodged deep in her esophagus, rubbing against the squirming flesh walls.
“Aunt Rong…”
Deng Tianyu groaned. His seminal gate opened wide. Scalding semen erupted violently like magma. Qu Qirong could not possibly swallow it all. Semen dripped down her chin onto her magnificent breasts, a large amount overflowing. Qu Qirong twisted her slender waist and beautiful buttocks as she sucked the traces of semen from Deng Tianyu’s meat rod. Her heavy breaths puffed against his glans—hot and numbing. She sucked hard a few more times, then pulled Deng Tianyu into the bathtub and leaned against him in his arms.
“Tianyu, Aunt Rong is very happy…”
“Hah… “
After who knows how long, Deng Tianyu leaned against the tub’s edge and let out a long breath of turbid air.
Qu Qirong’s expression was dazed. She leaned in his embrace, listening to their synchronized heartbeats. Her boneless, delicate hand found his warm palm, and her ten fingers intertwined tightly with his.
Though no words were spoken, it surpassed a thousand words.
After a moment of contemplation, Deng Tianyu broke the silence. “Aunt Rong, let’s begin cultivating!”
He had to admit, Aunt Rong possessed immense natural talent in certain areas. The soul-stealing sensation her pair of plain hands brought him this time was on an entirely different level compared to last time.
“Mm!” Qu Qirong’s cheeks and ears burned. Her fragrant heart pounded fiercely. Together with Deng Tianyu, she left this bathtub and soaked in the medicinal bath within the second tub.
Earlier, while guiding and refining the Baleful Yang Energy, she had already noticed her Tianyu’s unusual state, which was why she had helped him find release.
But this time was different from the past. In the past, it had always been during the mid-session breaks of refining the Baleful Yang Energy.
Now, it was after the refining and guiding was completely finished.
This was because Qu Qirong had her own little scheme.
She wanted to be more intimate with her Tianyu while helping him bathe.
Tianyu’s Shizun had helped him bathe?
So what?
Now Tianyu was already a young man. Even as his Shizun, could you help him bathe like this? Could you be this intimate?
“Aunt Rong, what’s wrong?”
Seeing Qu Qirong somewhat dazed, Deng Tianyu asked with concern.
Qu Qirong came back to her senses and shook her head, indicating she was fine.
Deng Tianyu smiled slightly. “Then let’s continue!”
“Mm!”
At this moment, the two sat facing each other, palms pressed together. In silent understanding, they began circulating the “Extreme Yin Spirit Fusion Art.”
They hoped to follow its instructions and quickly cultivate the Extreme Yin & Extreme Yang Spirit Nimbus.
Deng Tianyu and Aunt Rong held to the primordial unity, absorbing the medicinal bath’s power while beginning to try fusing and refining the corresponding Spirit Nimbus.
After the two began circulating the “Extreme Yin Spirit Fusion Art,” the water in the tub started to slowly rotate.
The originally light cyan medicinal bath’s color gradually faded as time passed.
One cycle!
Two cycles…
As the two repeatedly circulated the spirit art in silent understanding, a profound Spirit Nimbus gradually began to be born within Deng Tianyu and Qu Qirong’s palms, and then surged into their bodies.
The Extreme Yin & Extreme Yang Spirit Nimbus could only be derived through the principle of mutual generation and mutual overcoming.
The two types of Spirit Nimbus were like Yin-Yang Fish.
Within Deng Tianyu’s body was the Yang Fish, while within Aunt Rong’s body was the Yin Fish.
The two intertwined and merged, forming a complementary vortex where each was within the other.
After an unknown amount of time, sensing the birth of this Spirit Nimbus, Deng Tianyu and Qu Qirong smiled at each other.
“Once the vortex formed by Extreme Yin and Extreme Yang grows a bit larger, we can draw out the Primal Yin Spirit Nimbus within you, Aunt Rong, and transform it for your own use.”
“Mm!” Qu Qirong’s beautiful eyes shimmered with misty light as she softly responded.
She had never imagined that one day she would be able to actively control her Primordial Yin Spirit Body.
But after reuniting with her Tianyu, every impossibility had become possible.
…
Meanwhile, in the main hall of the Dharma Boat.
“Chirp… chirp!“
Two streaks of light excitedly and joyfully swam and intertwined within the spirit spring inside the bronze vessel.
Multicolored light shimmered, making the entire hall magnificent and dazzling.
Just now, the two little ones had sensed a rich Spirit Nimbus appear and immediately began happily absorbing it.
Nourished by this Spirit Nimbus, they felt incomparably comfortable all over, as if dwelling in a fairyland.
“Ever since Mr. Deng and the Madam entered the room, these two little fellows have been exceptionally joyous.”
“What exactly is going on?”
Ling’er gently stroked Bai Zhi’s chubby little body and muttered curiously.
Qing’er pondered for a moment and said, somewhat uncertainly, “According to the Madam, Hongxue and Moxue can sense Heaven and Earth Spirit Nimbus.”
“Perhaps because we’ve entered the middle reaches of the Hidden Mist River, the surrounding Heaven and Earth Spirit Nimbus is somewhat denser, which is why they are so excited!”
She didn’t actually know what this so-called Heaven and Earth Spirit Nimbus was.
But she guessed it was probably similar to Spiritual Energy.
And now, the Dharma Boat had arrived at the middle reaches of the Hidden Mist River, so the Spiritual Energy was naturally a bit denser.
Nearby, Li Shishi sprawled over the table, muttering, “Why isn’t Senior Brother out yet?”
She wasn’t concerned about Hongxue and Moxue. She just felt inexplicably irritable.
According to Qing’er and Ling’er, under normal circumstances, it took Senior Brother one shichen each time to help the Madam neutralize the curse mark.
But now it had almost been two shichen, and her Senior Brother still hadn’t come out.
