“Tianyu, you like it most when I test you using this place, don’t you~”
Ning Wan had already changed her posture. She once again wrapped her arms around Deng Tianyu’s neck and sat down in his embrace.
Her pretty face was flushed red. Just now, her precious disciple’s rod had been so fierce and ruthless, thrusting until the tip of her heart felt soft, weak, and trembling.
Even now, that tender little rear hole was still involuntarily contracting and squirming, squeezing out a strand of almost pure-white semen from the hole, which trickled languidly down her thigh.
“Mm… Shizun’s… I definitely like them all…”
Deng Tianyu didn’t know what to say and just mumbled a perfunctory reply.
Just then, Ning Wan propped herself up on her arms and rose. Her smooth, long, gourd-shaped, slender waist sank into a mesmerizing arc. Her shoulders and neck slightly hunched, connecting with her back like a beautiful butterfly spreading its wings.
And where the slender, narrow waist ended, the lines suddenly swelled out, bulging into two plump, snow-white, pear-shaped buttocks.
She pushed out her snowy crotch, fully revealing the wonderful scenery at the cleft of her thighs. The pink, tender chrysanthemum hole still held a pool of semen. Her full, snowy mound and tender cave were also overflowing with honey nectar.
She took her precious disciple’s hand. First, she guided Deng Tianyu’s index finger to rub at her soft chrysanthemum hole, then smeared the semen from his fingertip onto the center of her plump, snowy mound.
Finally, she directly put Deng Tianyu’s index finger into her mouth, her fragrant tongue curling and licking the residual semen on the fingertip, licking and sucking relentlessly like a greedy kitten.
“Then~ Tianyu, this time, where do you want me to test you?”
Ning Wan spit out that fingertip. She tilted her head, her gaze flowing, the alluring corner of her eyes lifting. She smiled as she looked straight at Deng Tianyu, as if asking a curious question.
“Shizun can decide…”
Deng Tianyu’s breathing was incredibly ragged. The rod between his legs was already bulging with veins and stood fiercely erect, terrifyingly ferocious, almost requiring no extra stimulation.
How could he withstand his Shizun’s fox-like, seductive appearance? All he wanted was to plunge into Shizun’s alluring body as quickly as possible.
“Tianyu says one thing but means another~ This place just jumped several times~”
Ning Wan grabbed Deng Tianyu’s rod with one hand, her eyes a mixture of a smile and deep meaning. Everything about her precious disciple was under her control.
Deng Tianyu glanced again at Shizun’s pink, tender little rear hole and didn’t refute her.
It wasn’t that he had any special fetish, but that he hadn’t experienced it much in his two lifetimes combined. Now that he had the chance, he naturally wanted to experience it more.
And unlike his previous life, where one had to consider cleaning and lubrication and many troublesome preliminaries, in the cultivation world, none of those issues existed.
He just needed to spread Shizun’s snowy, tender buttocks apart and then ruthlessly thrust in.
Fortunately, Ning Wan wasn’t trying to make things difficult for him. After receiving confirmation, she turned over and sat astride his legs again.
A pair of soft, cottony snowy breasts on her chest, and her immense, snow-white buttocks…
Combined with her already incredibly slender waist, her figure was truly curvaceous and tempting, never enough to look at.
Ning Wan sank her waist and perked her rear. A pair of soft, slender jade hands reached behind her, spreading apart the two full, soft, cottony buttocks…
The tender little rear hole at the center of her buttocks was slightly puckered, a peach-blossom pink, opening slightly outwards, still holding a strand of pure-white semen.
That butt, like piled snow, round as the moon, began to sway lewdly again. The pink, tender chrysanthemum eye contracted and relaxed before his eyes, like a baby’s mouth.
The fine, dense, red, tender folds within the chrysanthemum cavity were faintly visible. Thick, sticky semen slowly overflowed, then was quickly sucked back in by the squirming, contracting chrysanthemum petals.
Deng Tianyu didn’t have to wait long. A soft, smooth jade hand reached out, gripped his rod, and guided it forward.
Sliding past the soft, tender snowy mound and its crevice, scraping past the moist cave entrance, it poked at a tight, soft, shallow depression.
That place was as tender as solidified cream, carrying a trace of wet heat, yet even tighter. The fine, tender folds carried an inexplicable suction, continuously squirming.
The jolt of electrifying pleasure made Deng Tianyu subconsciously suck in a breath. His entire body involuntarily thrust forward.
He immediately felt the glans at the tip, with the aid of moisture, effortlessly break through Shizun’s tender little rear hole, sinking into the embrace of rich, abundant folds and creamy, greasy flesh.
“Mm~”
Both of them let out satisfied moans.
“Buzz!”
Just then, a white light suddenly lit up. Deng Tianyu frowned and pulled out the Purple Vein Jade Slip from his bosom.
Logically, only four people should possess the Purple Vein Jade Slip.
Him, Shizun, Li Shishi, and the sect’s Elder Chen.
But the divine soul aura transmitting from the Purple Vein Jade Slip right now belonged to Aunt Rong?
How could there be a fifth one?
“Tianyu, is it your Aunt Rong?”
As if guessing his thoughts, a voice, bewitching to the bone, sounded.
Just penetrated in her tender rear court by Deng Tianyu’s rod, Ning Wan’s beautiful face was as gorgeous as peach and plum blossoms, her stunning face suffused with a beautiful, bright red haze. Her soul-stealing, captivating beautiful eyes looked down at her precious disciple.
The surrounding spiritual energy, within her sweet, alluring breathing, gradually transformed into enchanting, illusory mist. The reflection of each other in their eyes seemed to be drawn into a mysterious, mesmerizing realm.
Deng Tianyu barely dared to move his lower body, still pondering what to do now. He asked with some confusion, “Shizun, how did you know it’s Aunt Rong?”
“Because for the Purple Vein Jade Slip matter, the Purple Cloud Sect has cooperated with the Spirit Treasure Pavilion.”
“Most likely, your Aunt Rong has already successfully found the Purple Vein Stone and successfully refined the Purple Vein Jade Slip.” Ning Wan leaned down her waist and looked at her precious disciple’s face, breathing an alluring, orchid-scented breath.
Then, a sly glint flashed in her beautiful eyes. Under Deng Tianyu’s stunned gaze, she flicked her finger and opened the Purple Vein Jade Slip.
At the same time, she relaxed her rear core and repeatedly sank her waist, letting Deng Tianyu’s rod penetrate straight into the deepest part of her tender chrysanthemum.
Only when the tender chrysanthemum hole was stretched into a cherry-pink ring of flesh did she stop. Instead, she clamped her chrysanthemum cavity tight, the tender flesh wrapping and bunching the rod, gently squirming and sucking. For a time, waves of pleasure surged forth…
“Buzz!”
Instantly, the jade slip facing Deng Tianyu’s face projected a small screen of light, upon which a mature, stunningly beautiful face appeared.
Deng Tianyu’s expression stiffened. He wanted to pull his rod out first, but it was firmly held in place by the tight chrysanthemum cavity, which sucked relentlessly, refusing to let go.
The wonderful, ejaculation-inducing suction within the tender folds sent waves of numbing pleasure from the root of his shaft to the glans. A blazing fire rose fiercely from his lower abdomen.
He subconsciously called out, “Aunt Rong!”
“Tianyu, why are there beads of sweat on your forehead?”
“And why are you lying on a meditation cushion?”
On the other side, in her boudoir, the stunning noblewoman sitting by the window, who had been carving her stone album, asked with some confusion.
Deng Tianyu somewhat guiltily explained, “I was just cultivating a divine ability and felt a bit tired, so I laid down for a moment.”
“Huff… huff…”
As if to corroborate his words, the intense sound of spiritual energy howling echoed.
Ning Wan’s eyes were playful and spirited. She even winked at Deng Tianyu, yet her crotch continuously rose and fell, riding his rod.
Making the rod pump in and out between the two petals of her soft, moist, snowy, and tender buttocks. The tight ring of flesh clamped and wrapped the rod, churning it up and down.
Qu Qirong frowned. She just felt this sound was somewhat familiar, inexplicably stirring a feeling of irritability within her.
She thought for a moment and asked, “Is it that [Sitting Lotus] divine ability?”
“Why can I still hear the sound of spiritual energy howling even though you’ve finished cultivating?”
“Mm~ It’s that divine ability!” A bead of sweat dripped from Deng Tianyu’s forehead. He nodded. “This divine ability creates a vortex. Due to prolonged cultivation, the vortex persists for a while even after stopping.”
He didn’t even know what his current mood was.
It seemed like he had felt something similar before.
Like a pie chart of emotions—thirty percent helplessness, thirty percent excitement, thirty percent guilt.
In short, it was very complicated.
And Shizun’s pink, tender, and tight little rear hole was indeed like an eternal, endless vortex, deeply sucking at the desires within him, pulsating rhythmically without cease.
The abundant folds in the tender cavity scraped the glans, making it numb, sore, and swollen. Especially when that soft, cream-like, and greasy tender flesh pressed in, it made the pleasure boil over, his essence gate loosening.
“So that’s how it is!”
Qu Qirong didn’t think much of it. She just sipped her fragrant tea and parted her red lips slightly. “I received news. A Dragon Spirit Earth Fungus appeared fifty years ago in the Great Yu Dynasty.”
Deng Tianyu suppressed the restlessness within him and, gritting his teeth, asked, “It’s been fifty years. Wouldn’t the person who obtained the Dragon Spirit Earth Fungus have already used it by now?”
The Dragon Spirit Earth Fungus was the final spiritual ingredient for refining the Extreme Yang Creation Pill, and also the most precious and hard-to-find Heaven and Earth Spirit Treasure.
Since someone had obtained it fifty years ago, it was highly likely it had already been refined into a pill or used for other purposes. It certainly couldn’t have been kept until now.
Qu Qirong thought for a moment and spoke again. “The Dragon Spirit Earth Fungus that appeared then was just a seedling, not yet mature.”
“The medicinal efficacy of a seedling versus a mature one is like heaven and earth. If you or I had obtained it, what would we have done?”
This point needed no elaboration; Deng Tianyu understood it perfectly.
For an incredibly rare Heaven and Earth Spirit Treasure like the Dragon Spirit Earth Fungus, even if it was a seedling, no one would use it directly upon obtaining it.
They would certainly continue to cultivate it, allowing it to grow to maturity.
Calculating the time, fifty years would mean it was about time for it to mature.
His thoughts pausing here, Deng Tianyu looked at Aunt Rong. “Does Aunt Rong know who obtained that Dragon Spirit Earth Fungus seedling?”
The latter slowly spoke four words. “The Great Yu Imperial Family!”
“But exactly where the imperial family planted it, no one knows!”
Deng Tianyu narrowed his eyes, deep in thought!
The Great Yu Dynasty obtained the Dragon Spirit Earth Fungus seedling?
That’s perfect timing. After he returns from the Bloodfall Mountain Range and breaks through to the King-Sealing Realm, he would be going to the Great Yu Dynasty.
At that time, he could conveniently help Shizun investigate the specific location of the Dragon Spirit Earth Fungus.
Deng Tianyu spoke up. “I can handle this matter!!”
“Anyway, I’ll be going to the Great Yu Dynasty soon enough.”
For Dong Jun, whose body had been possessed by the previous generation’s Dao Chief of the Yin-Yang Law Heaven, even if one’s own heavenly secrets were obscured, the other party could still use the Art of Deduction to glimpse a trace of it.
Deng Tianyu guessed it was highly likely because of Shizun’s last strike against the Snow Garment Sect, which allowed that Dao Chief from Yin-Yang Law Heaven to deduce that the location was Youzhou.
Shizun’s identity was extremely sensitive. If a conflict arose with the Great Yu Dynasty, causing the heavenly secrets to leak again, it was very possible that “Dong Jun” would be drawn over.
At that time, facing such an overwhelmingly powerful foe with no chance of victory, it would truly be troublesome!
Qu Qirong revealed a look of worry. “Tianyu, when will you return to the Great Yu Dynasty?”
The Great Yu Dynasty was also a major power, filled with countless experts.
In the entire Yuzhou, the only force that could contend with it was the Northern Demon Barbarians!
Deng Tianyu didn’t hide anything. “After the Bloodfall Mountain Range matter concludes, I will go to the Great Yu Dynasty.”
