Was it about balancing work and rest?
Deng Tianyu shook his head.
A workhorse like him was born to tirelessly fulfill the path of filial piety.
There is no success without reason; all flowers bloom from sweat.
Heaven rewards the diligent. One part plowing may not bring one part harvest, but nine parts plowing will surely bring one part harvest.
All success does not depend on a momentary burst, but on persistence along the way. Even if there are a thousand excuses to give up, one must find a reason to hold on.
And Deng Tianyu’s reason was to live up to his Shizun’s expectations.
Gazing at the ardent hope and doting affection in her beautiful eyes, he slowly inhaled and circulated the Body Tempering Technique, unceasingly scouring every meridian in his body.
Deng Tianyu summarized his previous cultivation methods. The first was to constantly solidify his cultivation achievements, one steady step and one firm mark at a time.
The second was to strive for a faster pace of self-breakthrough with unyielding momentum, perfecting himself at every step.
Under this two-pronged cultivation approach, Deng Tianyu smashed through layer after layer of overlapping cultivation barriers, opened the second threshold of the Body Tempering Technique, and arrived at an entirely new and unexplored cultivation state.
“Whirr… whirr…”
As the howl of spiritual energy spread, cryptic and profound Body Tempering rune patterns enveloped him, making his body shimmer with radiant luster.
In a trance, Deng Tianyu re-entered the Dao Enlightenment State of Pure Heart Transparency. Every pore on his body dilated; he felt as if bathed in rain, appearing exceptionally crystalline and esoteric.
In this state, he could perceive the slightest changes in heaven and earth. Yet without releasing his Spiritual Sense, he could clearly know everything happening on Back Mountain.
— The herb garden at Back Mountain.
Yingying the little fox squinted her fox eyes, munching on tasty snacks, occasionally taking a bite of Purple Jade Marrow.
While enjoying her bliss, she watched a pale purple, gorgeous Spirit Butterfly flapping its wings, perched on the tallest crimson spirit flower, industriously gathering pollen.
The Spirit Butterfly fluttered its petite body, riding the warm, fragrant breeze, sometimes dancing up and down, sometimes fluttering left and right, like a flower immortal draped in pale purple gauze in the Hundred Flowers Garden—like a peony, dancing with unparalleled beauty and grace; like a begonia, dancing with infinite allure.
— In the kitchen at Back Mountain.
Li Shishi was grinning as she looked at the cleaned Spirit-Tail Chicken, still muttering to herself: “Last time was an accident. This time I’ll definitely make a delicacy that will conquer Senior Brother.”
“Right, what seasonings do I need for braised Spirit-Tail Chicken?”
Suddenly, she frowned and flipped through a book titled Delicious Beyond Measure.
“First, stir-fry the Spirit-Tail Chicken, then pound some white ginger, salt, Peach Blossom Wine…”
“After that, turn the chicken pieces a few more times and continue stir-frying…”
Saying this, Li Shishi began working step by step according to the book.
— In the Purple Bamboo Forest at Back Mountain.
The Spirit Gathering Array’s lines trembled, gathering heaven and earth spiritual energy.
Dense spiritual energy converged in the air, forming a massive vortex that stirred everything, bringing gusts of wind that swayed the purple bamboo.
The next moment, the spiritual energy vortex shuddered violently and poured down into the entire Spiritual Hot Spring.
In an instant, spiritual energy turned into raindrops, shrouding the entire Purple Bamboo Forest and hot spring as if draped in a crystal-clear spiritual energy gauze.
Nourished by the spiritual energy, the purple bamboo emitted a refreshing fragrance, and the spiritual energy in the hot spring grew even denser.
…
“Haah~”
Scenes flashed through his mind. Deng Tianyu slowly exhaled a murky breath, feeling the fatigue from cultivation dissipate completely.
Sensing the changes in his body, he understood that his Body Tempering Technique had reached the third level.
Of course, such rapid cultivation speed was inseparable from his Shizun’s side-by-side guidance.
The ancients said: the master leads you through the door, but cultivation depends on the individual.
But what about Shizun Ning Wan?
Whether in mental state, Divine Abilities, or cultivation techniques—
She not only led him through the door but also constantly supervised and tempered him, enabling him to break through realm after realm and gain deeper insights.
“Tianyu~ Are you tired?”
At that moment, a seductive and tender voice sounded by his ear.
Deng Tianyu opened his eyes and saw his completely naked Shizun draped over him, the two of them still tightly linked through some connection below.
Her skin was snowy and crystalline, her slender waist a perfect handful, her jade peaks towering, the cherry-like nipples at their tips so tantalizing they made one salivate. It made the meat rod inside Ning Wan’s body twitch involuntarily again.
Ning Wan buried her head in her Precious Disciple’s chest, listening to his heartbeat, gently blowing warm air into his ear.
At this moment, her incomparably beautiful jade countenance was adorned with a layer of gorgeous crimson; her expression was dazed and alluring, her beautiful eyes a weave of seduction and moisture.
Her pure white jade forehead was dotted with crystalline beads of sweat; her originally high-bound hair had fallen loose and lay somewhat disheveled on her fragrant shoulders, exuding a lazy and mature charm.
“Whew…”
A cold wind blew past, bringing a trace of chill.
The long, jade-smooth legs bent at either side, wrapped in skin-toned stockings, trembled slightly. The ten toes coated in pale purple nail polish also quivered, tugging at the hazy, delicate tips of the stockings, rippling with beguiling luster.
“How could I be?”
Gazing at the mature, alluring beauty in his arms, his nose filled with rich fragrance and peach blossom notes, Deng Tianyu shook his head and picked up a silk handkerchief to gently wipe the crystalline sweat from his Shizun’s forehead.
Feeling the pressure of her full, plump mounds, he said softly: “Shizun, I’m not lying. During this time, I have been cultivating assiduously and remembering your teachings!”
“Whether in techniques, mental state, or Divine Abilities!”
“Mm~ Indeed!”
“After testing your Divine Ability just now, I, Your Master, felt my Spirit Mansion filled with dense True Essence. That tells me this Divine Ability of yours has reached the Great Accomplishment Stage.”
“It truly is the result of my painstaking guidance!”
Ning Wan revealed a bewitching, moving smile. Her slender hand found her Precious Disciple’s palm, squeezed into the gaps between his fingers, interlaced them tightly, and savored the warmth of his fingertips.
She was extremely satisfied with this filial and hardworking disciple.
Unlike that silly girl Li Shishi, whose cultivation was so on-again, off-again—three days fishing, two days drying nets.
Ning Wan straightened up and turned around, presenting her perfect jade back and plump snow-white buttocks to Deng Tianyu. Her tender, tight flower path began sliding up and down again, as if massaging every part of the meat rod. The intense pressure brought Deng Tianyu immense pleasure.
Ning Wan’s cherry lips parted slightly, letting out soul-stirring moans. Her sensual body rose and fell rhythmically, her full snow mounds pressing tightly against Deng Tianyu’s crotch, allowing his rod to sink even deeper into her tight flower hole. The tight, slick flesh walls clung to the rod, incessantly sucking. Waves of pleasure ceaselessly battered his body.
Ning Wan bent down further; two creamy white mounds drooped, and her rounded snow buttocks were raised high, like a mass of white, delectable meat rising and falling around Deng Tianyu’s waist, vigorously working his member.
From behind, those plump snow mounds were round and large, the compact pink chrysanthemum and the red, moist, gorgeous slit completely exposed, every tiny fold clearly visible.
Ning Wan’s body began trembling; ten toes curled. She slumped somewhat limp onto Deng Tianyu’s legs, her pink, beautiful hole suddenly contracting, the flower bud deep inside spurting a gush of warm nectar.
The warm liquid drenched Deng Tianyu’s rod, and the contractions of the tender hole clamped down until every pore on his body opened wide.
“Tianyu, I have no strength left to move~”
Deng Tianyu panted hotly. Seeing that Ning Wan was too weak to continue riding, he took the initiative, sitting up. One hand gripped her slender waist, the other seized a full breast, and he thrust his waist upward vigorously.
Riding Deng Tianyu’s thrusts, Ning Wan, after catching her breath, also actively twisted her waist to meet the rod plunging deeper into her body. Feeling Tianyu’s hot meat rod grow even hotter inside her, she couldn’t help but undulate more and more intensely, letting Deng Tianyu fully indulge.
“Shizun…”
Deng Tianyu immersed himself in rapturous carnal bliss, enjoying Ning Wan’s squeezing. The beautiful woman’s plump buttocks gulped at the rod, bringing intense constriction and comfort. The way she sank her waist and dropped her buttocks as she serviced him truly made him unable to hold back.
Ning Wan turned her head to look at Deng Tianyu, utterly tender.
“Tianyu, don’t hold back—just shoot it all inside for Shizun…”
A sweet, syrupy moan issued from Ning Wan’s throat. Her pale body rose and fell unceasingly, her flower center seemingly alive as it sucked Deng Tianyu’s glans without pause.
Deng Tianyu’s thrusting speed peaked. His crotch slammed fiercely against the white, tender buttocks on top, producing crisp sounds. At the same time, his glans swelled to an unparalleled size. With a shiver, scorching, thick, white semen shot directly into Ning Wan’s flower center. Ning Wan’s own face was flushed, her cherry lips opening and closing, her moans melodious. The tender flesh of her flower heart, scalded by the semen, was still contracting and sucking violently…
“Tianyu, are you tired now?”
“A little… not tired.” Deng Tianyu quickly corrected himself. One must not refuse the expectations of an elder.
“Tianyu isn’t tired, but for me, I’m a bit weary.”
Thoughts flowing, Ning Wan, with her beautiful eyes half-lidded, gently breathed warm air into her Precious Disciple’s ear: “What do you suggest?”
Deng Tianyu proposed: “Then how about I massage Shizun to relieve the fatigue?”
“Tianyu is truly considerate and filial!” Ning Wan smiled enchantingly, a warm current passing through her heart, giving her the feeling of being cherished in someone’s palm.
She could feel that her weight in Deng Tianyu’s heart was immense.
Recalling Aunt Rong, Deng Tianyu’s other elder, the corners of her lips curved into an exceptionally alluring arc.
“Shizun, then let’s move to the couch!”
Deng Tianyu scooped up his mature, voluptuous Shizun and slowly headed toward the bedroom.
As a filial and considerate disciple, he was always extremely proactive in practicing filial piety.
After all, while helping Shizun relieve fatigue, he could also gain some Filial Piety Water Drop rewards—truly killing two birds with one stone.
