Just as Li Shishi was happily humming a tune and bathing…
“Buzz~ buzz!“
After binding the Purple Vein Jade Slip with his blood, Deng Tianyu discovered it was vibrating.
He muttered curiously, “Shishi bathes that fast?”
Normally, Li Shishi’s baths took about half a shichen.
Though somewhat puzzled, Deng Tianyu still injected True Essence and opened the Transmission Jade Slip.
Instantly, the slip lit up, and a peerlessly beautiful, soul-stirring, enchanting jade countenance appeared.
Deng Tianyu was stunned. “Shizun?”
Ning Wan’s beautiful eyes swirled with radiant light as she smiled sweetly. “I thought you hadn’t received the Purple Vein Jade Slip yet?”
Deng Tianyu looked at the image of his Shizun and explained, “Shishi just gave it to me. I didn’t expect to use it so soon.”
To be honest, this Purple Vein Jade Slip was really quite good.
In terms of clarity and sound, there was almost no major difference.
Ning Wan blinked her alluring, beautiful eyes and asked with great interest, “Did Shishi pester you to test the Purple Vein Jade Slip?”
“How does Shizun know?”
“How could I not know her?”
“But it works out perfectly. Now I’ve gotten ahead of her and taken away Tianyu’s first time using the Purple Vein Jade Slip.”
Hearing this, Deng Tianyu felt a strange sensation for some reason.
The first time using the Purple Vein Jade Slip?
Why did that sound a bit off?
Ning Wan asked again, “Tianyu, are you in your room right now?”
Deng Tianyu nodded. “Mm, in my room on the Dharma Boat.”
“Are you alone?”
“Shishi was here earlier, now she’s gone back to bathe.”
Ning Wan’s lips curved into an extremely alluring arc. She shifted the Purple Vein Jade Slip in a different direction. “Perfect timing! I’m also about to bathe.”
In Deng Tianyu’s view, he saw the purple bamboo in the image, along with the rising steam of water mist.
No need to guess—the place before him was definitely within the Back Mountain’s Purple Bamboo Forest.
Suddenly, Deng Tianyu felt something was off.
What did Shizun just say?
Perfect timing, she was also about to bathe?
What did “perfect timing” mean?
“Tianyu, I’m going to bathe now.”
“Which garment do you think I should remove first?”
Suddenly, the Purple Vein Jade Slip’s image trembled and then turned toward Ning Wan.
What appeared in Deng Tianyu’s eyes was, first, her slender, fair swan-like neck, then the front of her Violet Cloud Mist Skirt. The snowy jade mounds propped up two soft, mountainous shapes. Further down were her long, well-proportioned, beautiful legs.
Within the misty, Spiritual Energy-rich Purple Bamboo Forest…
Ning Wan licked her red lips with her fragrant tongue, her eyes like silk, and asked seductively, “Is Tianyu feeling a bit thirsty?”
“Indeed, a little thirsty!” Deng Tianyu wasn’t lying. He didn’t seem to have drunk much water today.
“Unfortunately, Tianyu isn’t at the Purple Cloud Sect. Otherwise, I could feed you the red fruit you like.”
A look of regret appeared on Ning Wan’s face. Then, she suddenly changed tack. “Tianyu, didn’t you once tell me the story about quenching thirst by looking at plums?”
Deng Tianyu mused, “Quenching thirst by looking at plums?”
“What you told me before, I didn’t quite understand then.”
“If possible, I hope Tianyu can express that story in a different way.”
Ning Wan smiled charmingly. She walked a few steps slightly. The fully-stretched front of her dress couldn’t help but sway, ripples trembling.
In the blink of an eye, the hem of her skirt was lifted for an instant. Her crisp, smooth, slender waist was suddenly revealed—soft skin taut, curves graceful. A gem-like, alluring navel was slightly elongated, fully displaying the beauty of her form.
In the next moment, a special piece of black, hollowed-out silk gauze appeared in her hand, seemingly out of nowhere.
This silk was interwoven with two cup-like protrusions, with a strap extending from both sides.
Deng Tianyu’s head immediately throbbed.
In truth, he had always been a filial disciple who respected his Shizun.
Alas, his Shizun was not a proper Shizun.
Just look! Just look at this!
Deng Tianyu’s breathing quickened slightly! So this was how the Purple Vein Jade Slip was meant to be used?!
Her silk-like black hair spread out in slight disarray. The loosened palace dress was propped high by a pair of full, massive breasts, revealing two alluring protruding points.
Freed from the constraints of her undergarment, the pair of perfectly round, snowy, creamy breasts couldn’t stop bouncing. With the slightest movement, they quivered and swayed lively, kicking up white waves on snowy peaks.
Yet he could only watch as those cherry-pink, tempting, beautiful breasts quivered before his eyes, completely unable to grope or suck on them with his hands or mouth. Deng Tianyu felt unbearable frustration.
Seeing her precious disciple’s gaze transfixed, Ning Wan’s charming smile deepened. “Tianyu, is it alleviated now?”
His heart rippling, Deng Tianyu fell silent. Silently, he pulled out a plump, luscious Spirit Fruit from his Storage Ring and took a bite.
Only after tasting that sweetness and fragrance did his thirst ease.
As for quenching thirst by looking at plums—it only made him thirstier!
“Giggle… “
Seeing her precious disciple like this, Ning Wan laughed so hard her flowery branches trembled, her full, heavy bosom shaking wildly.
Deng Tianyu’s mouth felt dry, his tongue parched. Helplessly, he said, “Shizun, you’re doing this on purpose, aren’t you?”
“I am tempering your state of mind.” Ning Wan put on her serious Shizun expression and declared, “Tianyu, you must understand that cultivation is like rowing upstream—if you do not advance, you retreat.”
“Tempering the mind is not something achieved overnight, but requires sustained effort over a long time.”
“Just like when you and I combined to cultivate the Body Tempering Technique before. Only through unremitting perseverance could the first layer be cultivated to the Extreme Realm, allowing us to proceed deeper to the next layer.”
After hearing this, Deng Tianyu found himself at a loss for words.
Shizun’s logic was flawless. He didn’t even know how to refute it.
Ning Wan half-closed her sultry eyes and continued, “Tianyu, continue tempering your state of mind now.”
Only then did Deng Tianyu realize the image had shifted at some point, now aimed in the direction of the hot spring.
With a rustling sound, Ning Wan bent over the edge of the spring and hooked off her high heels. The palace dress, already half-soaked and barely covering her body, fluttered lightly to the ground…
The final piece of purple fabric was plucked from the honey-peach-like full, snowy mound. Even the silvery threads stretched unbroken could be seen.
In moments, several items of intimate apparel and the Violet Cloud Mist Skirt lay at the edge of the hot spring.
A perfectly alluring body, like warm jade, appeared in the image. Ning Wan lightly covered her breasts, the plump, snow-creamy mounds tightly squeezed between her crystal-clear jade arms.
“Splash… “
The water surface rippled. Those long, well-proportioned, snow-white, creamy legs slowly submerged into the hot spring.
Because they were soaked in warm water, her fair lotus feet, painted with a noble purple tint, rippled in the water with an alluring, gem-like luster.
Wreathed in faint water vapor, her crystal-clear, snowy skin looked as if a hint of delicate cherry-red had melted into early snow—fine as porcelain, yet carrying an indescribable vivid beauty.
Her thick, black hair cascaded over her exquisitely curvaceous, snow-white body. The extreme black setting off the extreme white of her body was even more unspeakably alluring and seductive.
“Hah… “
Feeling the comfort brought by the Spiritual Hot Spring, a flush of rosy color appeared on Ning Wan’s peerlessly beautiful jade countenance. She leaned against the warm Jade Barrier and softly exhaled a breath of turbid air.
Then, she looked at the Purple Vein Jade Slip and asked cunningly, “Tianyu, do you feel your state of mind wavering now?”
Deng Tianyu didn’t answer. He simply sat motionless like an old monk and silently recited the Calming Heart Mantra.
In his sight: The water surface was dotted with colorful, vibrant petals. The full, heavy bosom… the curvy, voluptuous, alluring figure… further down were her long, fair legs tightly pressed together. Every inch displayed the charm and seductiveness of a mature, bewitching beauty.
Her bare, snow-white body was fully displayed in the Jade Slip. Every curve was as if carved by divine craftsmanship, stunningly perfect—as eye-catching as a lotus rising from the water, incomparably graceful and exquisite.
Ning Wan deliberately sat up a bit higher so that most of her chest’s creamy mounds could emerge above the water.
The pink, tender nipples were positioned exactly at the waterline. With every breath, those cherry-like red fruits constantly bobbed above the water’s surface, incredibly tantalizing.
As if remembering something, she asked softly, “Saint Monk Deng, that day you helped this humble one expel a night of Devil’s Obstruction. This humble one is deeply grateful.”
“Unfortunately, this Devil’s Obstruction has made a comeback. The fragrant heart has once again been invaded by two Devil Cherries.”
“Although this humble one cannot communicate face-to-face with the Holy Monk right now, I have heard that the Holy Monk can exorcise devils with Buddhist scriptures. I hope through this Purple Vein Jade Slip, the devil’s obstruction can be neutralized.”
Her expression was dazed, as if truly invaded by the devil’s obstruction. Alluring, seductive crimson dotted her cheeks.
As she spoke, one delicate hand lightly grasped a perky, snow-white breast, while the other slid into the center of her thighs. Her slender, sparkling jade fingers gently teased the alluring pink between her flower petals…
Only, the devil’s obstruction was too powerful and dense. One hand alone could not suppress it.
“Perceiving that all five skandhas are empty, one transcends all suffering and distress.”
“Śarīra! Form does not differ from emptiness; emptiness does not differ from form. Form itself is emptiness; emptiness itself is form.”
Saint Monk Deng fixed his gaze on those two cherry-pink, tender red fruits and chanted the scriptures. His whole body seemed to shimmer with radiant Buddha Light.
As if blessed by the scripture, the delicate hand kneaded the snow-white, jiggling, full breasts in Shizun’s fingers. Creamy, pointed, and pert, the areolae were tender as film.
The two vivid red nipples, slightly darker in color, were already standing up pertly like a baby’s pinky finger under her teasing.
Entangled by the devil’s obstruction, Ning Wan’s jade face was crimson. She closed her beautiful eyes, long lashes fluttering. Her beautifully shaped, snowy breasts were squeezed and kneaded entirely into the shape of sharp jade bamboo shoots.
The numbing pleasure from her chest made her movements grow increasingly wild. The pink, tender nipples were pulled sharp and long, until, when finally released, the fair, crisp, creamy flesh of her breasts still quivered with a stirring, trembling sway.
Perfectly round, white breasts were already covered in red finger marks, and the nipples were noticeably larger than before, showing the force with which Ning Wan had been teasing them.
And naturally, the other beautiful breast was not neglected. After a round of twisting and pulling, Ning Wan brought her two pointed, beautiful breasts together and squeezed, kneaded, and stretched them simultaneously.
She let out a sobbing, coquettish moan, allowing the pair of creamy mounds on her chest to be fully captured by her beloved precious disciple’s eyes.
Ning Wan pressed down on those firm, full, creamy mounds. The two alluring pink nipples were instantly pressed deep into the mounds of flesh, disappearing.
Feeling waves of numbing sensation, Ning Wan smiled seductively at Deng Tianyu, letting him clearly see how her creamy mounds were being toyed with.
Only her slender, trembling fingers touched those perked-up nipples, gently pinching the high-standing, crimson cherries and softly lifting and pulling. Sometimes she tugged the nipple to the left, sometimes pinched it to the right, sometimes gently rubbed half the nipple, softly twisting it in circles—utterly lewd and wanton.
Ning Wan parted her two pure white legs. As her fingers slowly slid downward, they also led Deng Tianyu’s gaze continuously lower. Hot, fragrant steam rose. Between the soft flesh mounds at the center of her thighs, it was snow-white, plump, and incomparably clean and moist.
The two flower labia were smooth and full. The flower-bud-like pink honey flesh was fully visible, with that one tiny pearl also nestled within.
Ning Wan’s right hand reached her crotch. She couldn’t help but gently stroke her pink, tender slit, especially tapping the pearl repeatedly. Soon, large drops of clear fluid trickled out continuously.
Pchu~ pchu…
“Holy Monk, this humble one feels the devil’s obstruction… seems about to emerge.”
Ning Wan’s skin turned rosy and alluring. Her toes tightly curled. The juicy, plump, tender opening of her pussy continuously squeezed out small strands of honeyed liquid, fully displaying how intensely pleasurable and stimulating this was for its owner right now.
“Tianyu!…”
Ning Wan’s smooth lower belly convulsed tightly in waves. Her whole body spasmed, flesh rippling…
