The jade illustrated manual was imprinted with a man and a woman, embracing and kissing.
Below were related annotations.
In summary, it described how the cultivation method should be circulated, markings for various meridians, how to make the Extreme Yin and Extreme Yang Spirit Nimbus more solid, and how to increase the synergy between the two during cultivation!
Using medicinal baths as a foundation and combining them with the cultivation method on the jade illustrated manual, the Extreme Yin and Extreme Yang Spirit Nimbus would mutually replenish and gradually grow stronger. Moreover, as their synergy improved, the cultivation method on the jade illustrated manual would undergo deeper transformations.
Once all the transformations within the illustrated manual were cultivated in sequence, reaching a state of heart-to-heart connection, they would be able to open the third volume.
As for what the first illustration described, Deng Tianyu summarized it in eight words—hand in hand, help each other; share weal and woe!
At this moment, Qu Qirong’s cheeks burned, her heart filled with shyness, and she couldn’t help but spit, “How can this illustrated manual be so…”
In the past, when guiding and refining the baleful yang energy within her body, whenever her Tianyu experienced abnormalities, she would silently help him resolve them.
After that process, during baths, she would also sometimes indulge herself.
But according to the cultivation method on the illustration before her, it would be equivalent to mutually resolving each other’s desires!
This was something Qu Qirong had never imagined before…
To ease the awkwardness, Deng Tianyu changed the subject. “Aunt Rong, look, there’s another passage at the bottom of the annotations!”
Qu Qirong suppressed the shyness in her heart and looked over.
Entering her eyes, she saw these words:
[To cultivate the illustrated manual within the second volume, the male party must first cultivate the Primordial Yang Reflux Art to ensure the primordial yang is not lost…]
Upon seeing this, Deng Tianyu was completely floored!
According to what was written above, this Primordial Yang Reflux Art was actually an improved version created by the female cultivator who had created the Extreme Yin Spirit Fusion Art.
Before the improvement, it was called the Primordial Yin Reflux Art, a divine ability belonging to the Charming Yin Sect.
So after all this time, what he had been cultivating was the improved version?
However, although the male party needed to cultivate the Primordial Yang Reflux Art, the female party did not.
Because this Extreme Yin Spirit Fusion Art was tailor-made for the Primordial Yin Spirit Body.
This constitution could naturally intercept the body’s primordial yin, gradually condensing it into a purer Primordial Yin Spirit Nimbus.
Only through the harmonization of yin and yang could the extraction of the Primordial Yin Spirit Nimbus be assisted, thus granting the extractor enormous benefits in cultivation.
This was why some people referred to this constitution as a Cauldron Physique.
Gotta say, Deng Tianyu was somewhat suspicious. Was this power called the Charming Yin Sect a Devil Dao faction? Otherwise, they certainly wouldn’t have come up with something as questionable as the Primordial Yin Reflux Art.
However, he had no prejudices against these things.
After all, cultivation methods themselves could be proper or improper. It all depended on the heart of the user.
Just like himself—he cultivated the Primordial Yang Reflux Art, yet he harbored no ill intentions. He merely wished to fulfill his filial piety!
“We still need the Primordial Yang Reflux Art?” Qu Qirong, her cheeks still flushed, was momentarily stunned. She subconsciously said, “In that case, won’t we still need to find this divine ability?”
Although she felt shy about the illustrated manual matter, she also deeply understood that only through that method could the shackles of the Primordial Yin Spirit Body be broken.
And moreover, because of the previous process of guiding and refining the baleful yang energy, after many accidents, only the last layer of their relationship remained unbreached.
In that case, cultivating according to the illustrated manual with her Tianyu was not entirely unacceptable!
Mentioning this point, Deng Tianyu felt inwardly awkward and said quietly, “We don’t need to search for this divine ability.”
Qu Qirong raised her head slightly and asked with some confusion, “Why is that?”
Deng Tianyu, somewhat sheepishly, explained, “Shizun once bid for this art at the Spirit Treasure Pavilion auction house and then passed it on to me!”
“Ning Wan passed it on to you, Tianyu?”
Hearing this, Qu Qirong’s brows furrowed, and an indescribable feeling of irritation and discomfort rose in her heart.
Why would Ning Wan give Deng Tianyu the Primordial Yang Reflux Art?
According to what was written in the second volume of the Extreme Yin Spirit Fusion Art, this divine ability could intercept primordial yang to achieve a reflux effect.
As Deng Tianyu’s Shizun, giving him the Primordial Yang Reflux Art was certainly inappropriate.
Could it be that Ning Wan and her Tianyu had already crossed the boundaries of master and disciple?
Just as Qu Qirong’s thoughts were in chaos, Deng Tianyu, after hesitating for a good while, slowly explained, “Actually, there was a reason Shizun gave me this divine ability.”
“The cultivation method I practice is very special. Before the Imperial Sovereign Realm, I cannot lose my primordial yang.”
“Otherwise, once the yin and yang within my body become imbalanced, my cultivation speed will slow down and could very likely stagnate.”
“It was precisely with this in mind that Shizun, fearing that if I met someone I loved and couldn’t restrain myself, thus…”
He was telling the truth. He wasn’t lying.
He had just expressed it in a more tactful way.
Qu Qirong breathed a sigh of relief, revealing a breathtakingly beautiful smile. “So that’s how it is!”
She knew that Ning Wan’s previous sect was the Yin-Yang Law Heaven.
Since her Tianyu was her disciple, he must also cultivate the Dao of Yin and Yang.
In the Dao of Yin and Yang, the balance of yin and yang was extremely important. Ning Wan giving the Primordial Yang Reflux Art was clearly for Deng Tianyu’s long-term future. That was perfectly normal!
Suddenly, Qu Qirong seemed to recall something. A lovely peach-blush spread across her jade countenance as she asked with some worry, “Then, when Aunt Rong helped you before… had you already cultivated the Primordial Yang Reflux Art?”
She thought of the scenes, time and time again, after guiding and refining, when she had helped her Tianyu dissolve his desires.
If he hadn’t cultivated the Primordial Yang Reflux Art, wouldn’t she have ruined his cultivation path?
A turbulent current swept through Deng Tianyu’s heart. He smiled slightly. “By then, I had already cultivated it!”
Even now, Aunt Rong was still thinking of him. This truly made him feel somewhat guilty.
Of course, he couldn’t say it out loud—that under his Shizun’s in-depth guidance, this Primordial Yang Reflux Art had already achieved some success.
“That’s good then!” Qu Qirong bit her lip and responded softly. Her eyes lowered to gaze at the jade illustrated manual in her hands. Her beautiful eyes rippled with glistening moisture, her heart in turmoil.
Deng Tianyu took a deep breath and took the initiative. “Aunt Rong, let’s begin!”
Although Aunt Rong was his elder, she was still a woman.
At this moment, as the man, he naturally had to break this deadlock.
Then, Deng Tianyu slowly wrapped his arm around the graceful waist of the ripe, beautiful noblewoman beside him and slowly leaned forward.
“Mmm~ Aunt Rong is ready now.”
Qu Qirong gazed at her Tianyu with misty eyes. Her red lips parted slightly, her pearly teeth revealed, as she breathed out warm, orchid-fragrant air.
That familiar face drew slowly closer. She could feel her heartbeat gradually accelerating, her heart seeming about to leap out of her chest.
Gazing at those alluring, moist vermilion lips, Deng Tianyu didn’t hesitate much and slowly kissed Aunt Rong’s lip petals.
“Mmph…”
Their noses touched, the other’s hot breath brushing against her face. Qu Qirong’s long lashes fluttered, her delicate body trembling as she gently responded to his intimacy.
Counting this time, her Tianyu had taken the initiative to kiss her twice now.
The first time was during the guiding and refining of the baleful yang energy.
Their lips seemed to meld together without any gap. As their noses rubbed together, they continuously pressed, turned, and sucked. Faintly, two lively tongues could be seen entwining with each other.
Qu Qirong’s gaze was dazed, her tongue stirring and twining with abandonment, kissing until the world spun. Her high, erect breasts pressed against Deng Tianyu’s chest, constantly rubbing.
In her heart, there was doting love, infatuation, and wave after wave of tingling intoxication, making her unconsciously hug Deng Tianyu tightly and kiss him with abandon.
Just as she was completely immersed, she felt Deng Tianyu gently shake her body.
“Aunt Rong…”
Hearing Deng Tianyu’s voice, Qu Qirong’s face instantly flushed with shame. A moment’s pleasure had made her lose herself in it, and she had forgotten the main task.
She hurriedly reached her hand slowly into the water and directly grabbed toward Deng Tianyu’s crotch, causing ripples to spread across the water’s surface.
The familiar thick, hot sensation transmitted from her palm. The experiences of helping Deng Tianyu stroke a few times before instantly surfaced in her mind.
As if by conditioned reflex, both her hands had already gripped the shaft together and begun sliding up and down with considerable familiarity.
“Mmm…”
Noticing that Aunt Rong’s hands had already begun their work, Deng Tianyu also extended his hands, reaching straight below him.
Feeling somewhat awkward, he simply reached behind Aunt Rong. Both hands slid down her smooth, beautiful back, tracing the slender, graceful curves.
Caressing that snow-smooth, lustrous skin, the outline of her round buttocks was fully revealed in his palms—plump and voluptuous, round as the moon. Especially compared to her slender waist, it was even more breathtaking.
He grasped two snowy, round buttocks, carefully exploring the smooth cleft of her valley. The glossy, smooth groove was creamy and soft as butter, slowly spreading toward the center of her rear.
Deng Tianyu first touched a small, neat, slightly recessed, soft tender hollow.
He felt the delicate body in his arms suddenly tremble. Then, that recessed tender flesh seemed to clamp and suck at his fingertip, wriggling slightly.
He didn’t dare touch more. After all, Aunt Rong was not Shizun; even now, she often revealed a bashful side.
His fingers continued downward. The two round, peach-like snowy buttocks were slightly parted by him, the deep rear cleft opening wide.
His finger pad had already touched that plump, voluptuous mound. The plump, tender flower lips poked out left and right, spreading like a beautiful butterfly above the full, honeyed crevice…
The delicate body in his arms was still trembling, but this time, it was a necessary cultivation step according to the illustrated manual.
Although Qu Qirong felt shame in her heart, she still actively sank her waist down, lifting her snowy-white buttocks even higher and rounder, making it easier for Deng Tianyu’s fingers to explore further.
Deng Tianyu naturally wouldn’t disappoint Aunt Rong’s goodwill. His fingertip continuously slid over the pink, tender flower lips. The two curled, pink tender petals were hooked and spread open to the sides.
The alluringly plump flower lips wrapped around his finger. Strand after strand of sticky, honeyed threads were continuously pulled and hooked out from the honeyed crevice by his fingertip, indescribably lewd.
The wondrous pleasure brought by his fingertip teasing her sensitive thigh center made it difficult for Qu Qirong to calm her heart. She had no choice but to focus all her attention on the hard rod gripped in her hands.
She felt that the hot glans was large and scalding, hard in her hand, and she couldn’t help but wrap her soft palm around it.
With one hand, her five fingers spread and firmly gripped the shaft, stroking up and down. With the other, she used her soft palm to envelop the glans, squeezing and kneading gently, bringing Deng Tianyu an incredibly wondrous enjoyment.
Thus, the two began cultivating the Extreme Yin Spirit Fusion Art.
One’s fingertip lightly tapped at the pink-bud-like cave entrance, grinding repeatedly. The other gripped the hard rod, constantly squeezing and rubbing.
Alluring, coquettish moans, like the hum of mosquitoes, continuously rang out, tugging at the heartstrings…
