The night was as deep as water. Bewitching moonlight streamed through the window into the room.
The tasseled curtains swayed restlessly, stirred by a gentle breeze.
Vaguely, Qu Qirong, who was in the middle of steaming peach blossom pastries, noticed the entire kitchen beginning to tremble violently, the shaking growing more and more intense.
Suddenly, she seemed to hear an extremely soft, coquettish, yet suppressed cat-like cry. And then the kitchen’s shaking stopped.
Qu Qirong groggily opened her beautiful eyes, looking around. Her gaze eventually landed on the small figure next to her, and her slender brows couldn’t help but furrow.
At that moment, Deng Tianyu was like an infant, breathing steadily, sleeping incredibly soundly.
Yet, his small hand, which lay outside the blanket, was tightly held by Ning Wan. Their fingers were intimately intertwined.
This image, combined with the earlier scene of Ning Wan using her mouth to transfer clear water to quench her Tianyu’s thirst, made Qu Qirong feel somewhat irritated and uncomfortable.
“Is Tianyu thirsty again?”
When her gaze fell on Deng Tianyu’s slightly dry lips, an inexplicable sense of doting and maternal love surged within her heart.
Under the stirring of this emotion, Qu Qirong got up, poured a cup of clear water, and sat down close to her Tianyu.
She parted her red lips, taking a sip of water into her mouth. Bending her graceful, slender waist, she sealed her lips over Deng Tianyu’s.
What Ning Wan could do for Deng Tianyu, she could too.
A moment later, their lips parted. Qu Qirong lifted her head, took another sip of water, and once again pressed her luscious, dewy red lips to Deng Tianyu’s mouth.
During all this, Deng Tianyu, who was pretending to be asleep, felt utterly paralyzed.
What was the meaning of this?
Was Aunt Rong responding to his Shizun’s earlier kiss?
In his daze, Deng Tianyu felt as if he were savoring a piece of candied fruit.
Sweetness and a delicate fragrance permeated his senses. With every layer peeled away, he could feel that smooth, rich, aromatic quality.
Just then, a voice seductive to the bone reached his ear, carrying a faint, undeniable hint of jealousy: “Tianyu, it seems your Aunt Rong is deliberately competing with me.”
Deng Tianyu’s body trembled. In his mind’s eye, an alluring scene of five beautiful butterflies collecting pollen among flowers appeared.
He didn’t know how to respond.
Aunt Rong on his left, Shizun on his right. He was right in the middle, becoming a sandwich biscuit.
Perhaps sensing Deng Tianyu’s labored breathing, Qu Qirong, her beautiful face slightly flushed, lifted her head slightly. A hint of seductive moisture rippled in her beautiful eyes, her breathing a little quick.
Her slender hand gently wiped away the water trace at the corner of his mouth. She slowly lay back down, revealing a gentle smile.
Qu Qirong knew that Ning Wan’s cultivation was unfathomably deep. It was highly likely that the other party had detected her waking up just now.
Yet, why did she still make such an intimate move with Deng Tianyu just now?
She was taking a stance, making her attitude clear. If Ning Wan could help Tianyu quench his thirst like that, so could she.
As thoughts swirled, Qu Qirong’s slender hand reached down, grasping Deng Tianyu’s small hand, intertwining her fingers intimately with his. She then closed her beautiful eyes.
After who knew how long, the sound of even breathing came.
A voluptuous, enchantingly alluring figure sat up. Her clothing was half-open, her full, massive breasts propping up two soft, snowy mounds. A glimpse of that snow-white could be faintly seen.
Below her graceful, slender waist was a peach-shaped moon-like bottom. The perfectly curved silhouette traced down to her long, slender legs clad in skin-toned stockings.
At this moment, Ning Wan looked down from above at her precious little disciple. Her red lips parted slightly, revealing pearly teeth as she exhaled a seductive, orchid-scented breath: “Tianyu, so your Aunt Rong wasn’t just competing with me. She was actually provoking me.”
“Since that’s the case, I must respond properly!”
Deng Tianyu’s face was full of helplessness as he started to speak, then hesitated.
Aunt Rong and Shizun were having a secret rivalry across him?
If so, being squeezed in the middle was quite… hard.
“The night is long. Let me continue to help you train your Soaring Dao Method.”
Ning Wan glanced at him, her eyes as silken threads of seduction. “I haven’t yet demonstrated the divine ability [Jade Tree Flowing Light], have I~?”
As her words faded, she gracefully rose. Propping her hands behind her, she arched her willow waist. Her two beautiful legs spread open on either side of Deng Tianyu, looking even more slender and graceful.
Between her legs nestled two tender pink labia, like a blooming stamen, holding a trace of crystalline, thick essence. The tender anal eye below was also faintly constricting and relaxing.
She lifted her snowy bottom, shifting her position. Deng Tianyu’s small, skinny body beneath her made her feel quite awkward, and she couldn’t find a comfortable spot for a while.
She glanced at Qu Qirong’s hand tightly holding Deng Tianyu’s, and her heart stirred.
“Tianyu~ this time, let me make you do it yourself.” As she spoke, Ning Wan’s alluring, beautiful eyes blinked with hidden meaning. “You know best how much you love the divine ability [Jade Tree Flowing Light]~”
She let Qu Qirong sleep sweetly with her fingers interlocked with Tianyu’s hand, unaware that Tianyu was actively cultivating the same technique with her.
Just thinking about it made Ning Wan feel quite satisfied.
She lay down directly and crooked her finger at Deng Tianyu.
“Alright…”
Shizun really knows how to play… Deng Tianyu could only agree. Although he had already ejaculated several times inside his Shizun’s tender hole, not fucking her perky, tender anal eye just once always felt like something was missing.
Looking at his Shizun’s ripe, voluptuous, snow-white, naked body, he felt momentarily at a loss as to where to start.
His body was really too small now. One of his Shizun’s thighs was nearly as thick as his own waist. Hoisting both of her legs onto his shoulders was genuinely difficult.
“Maybe, Shizun, you could turn over?”
If the front position wasn’t working, they could only try from behind. Deng Tianyu asked Ning Wan for her opinion.
Ning Wan didn’t mind. She flipped her alluring body over. Her waist was slender, her snowy buttocks raised high, immensely fertile and plush.
Deng Tianyu stroked his Shizun’s round, full bottom. It was even more pert and full than a peach.
That glutinous rice cake-like fleshy bottom was incredibly soft and yielding. Even the slightest movement produced waves of rippling butt-flesh, surging like turbulent ocean waves, dazzling his eyes.
He had fucked his Shizun’s ecstasy-inducing body from behind more than once, but this time, with the perspective of a child, it presented a different kind of beautiful scenery.
Deng Tianyu knelt down over his Shizun’s two thighs. Before him, the full, perfectly round, soft, and sticky bare buttocks were exceedingly tempting.
He took a deep breath. His two hands grabbed hold of two plump, tender buttocks, slowly spreading them apart to either side.
Instantly, the tightly closed, honey-peach-like buttocks parted bit by bit. The pink, tender anal eye and the tightly sealed, almost line-like petals, dripping with clear juice, were completely exposed!
This scene was so seductive that Deng Tianyu’s rod instantly bulged with veins, his entire body heating up, his blood practically boiling.
Deng Tianyu’s face was burning. His Shizun’s puffy pink pussy and tender anal eye were simply too beautiful!
Looking at this fat, beautifully rounded, perky, plump butt, he couldn’t hold back any longer. The monstrous shaft between his legs radiated a powerful intent to kill.
He pressed the tip of his ferocious rod against the concave depression of the plump, juicy, pink slit and rubbed it a few times. The two slippery labia coated the glans with a layer of sticky, viscous honey.
Deng Tianyu slid the shaft up to her anal eye. A faint suction force seemed to emanate from the depression, like a tiny mouth sucking.
He thrust his hips slightly. Half of the glans immediately sank into a patch of tight, sticky, wet, tender flesh.
A series of faint suction forces radiated from deep within the tender flesh. The squeezed-open chrysanthemum bud faintly quivered, as if wanting to swallow the entire hard glans before it.
Deng Tianyu looked down, his ten fingers gripping the plump, beautiful buttocks tightly. He spread the butt-meat further. The cherry-pink, tender anal eye was pulled slightly open. His fingers sank deeply into the snow-white butt-flesh. Leaning forward,
His shaft aimed at the delicate chrysanthemum bud and thrust inside. Taking advantage of the thick, slimy juices, it instantly flattened the pink, greasy chrysanthemum folds and thrust deep into the oily, dense, hot chrysanthemum stamen.
“Mmm…”
Ning Wan’s cheeks flushed red. She let out a soft moan.
As if remembering something, she turned her head, an odd smirk appearing on her face. “Tianyu~ remember to hold your Aunt Rong’s hand~”
Deng Tianyu’s face darkened, but he still helplessly sent one of his small hands into Aunt Rong’s grip.
Then he looked back down. With the rod’s insertion, his Shizun’s fleshy, toned waist stiffened, and her hip muscles tightened.
The shaft buried in her tender anal eye was fiercely clamped by his Shizun’s tightening core. Deng Tianyu was squeezed so hard his waist bent and his legs trembled, almost causing him to ejaculate right then and there.
His knees went weak. His body couldn’t help but collapse forward, his waist and abdomen slamming against his Shizun’s full, fertile, honey-like buttocks, only to be bounced back by the springy, elastic butt-meat.
After several bumps and jolts, he finally settled onto his Shizun’s massive, fleshy buttocks. His entire waist and abdomen were filled with the sensation of springy, creamy butt-flesh.
His Shizun’s rear was both large and pert, incomparably fertile. At the same time, it was filled with a creamy, fat-like softness and springy resilience.
In his current child-like form, this pair of massive, fleshy buttocks was almost half his body size. He felt as if this soft, plump, beautiful, full peach-like rear was completely wrapping him up.
He hooked one arm around his Shizun’s supple waist, pressed his cheek against her smooth lower back and beautiful spine, and began to experimentally thrust his hips.
His waist and abdomen pushed aside the yielding, springy butt-meat. The shaft plunged deeper into the delicate, tender anal eye.
His Shizun’s tender anal eye was full of countless folds, twisting and turning a hundredfold. Now, clamping and tightly wrapping his shaft, it adhered closely, sucking tightly.
When the chrysanthemum cavity began to writhe, it felt like a bunch of small mouths tirelessly sucking. The thrusting sensation made his scalp go numb.
Deng Tianyu forcefully endured the numbing, tingling pleasure coming from his rod. He thrust forward with all his power, pressing the plump, springy, perky butt-meat completely flat.
The glans pressed deep against the heart of the chrysanthemum cavity, and an even stronger sucking sensation struck.
Deng Tianyu’s hips rammed forward again. Waves of snowy white butt-flesh rippled out. The shaft squeezed in another fraction, deeper into his Shizun’s tender anal eye. Finally, it was buried to the hilt.
“Mmm~ Ah…”
Ning Wan’s seductive, soft, lilting moan rang out, full of springtime emotion. She seemed quite satisfied with her precious disciple’s thrust that drove straight to the very core of her chrysanthemum.
Deng Tianyu’s mind relaxed. He activated the divine art, preparing to start thrusting at full power.
Just as he was about to pull back on his waist and abdomen, he felt a springy, elastic force push back from his Shizun’s snow-white, plump buttocks.
Before he could adjust, that honey peach-like beautiful rear had already gradually returned to its perky, pert shape, even pushing his shaft out a considerable distance.
It was only then that Deng Tianyu realized his current small body’s weight seemed insufficient to counter his Shizun’s incredibly plush, springy, beautiful bottom.
If he slackened his strength even slightly, the shaft already plunged into his Shizun’s tender anal eye would be squeezed right out.
He could only grip his Shizun’s incredibly smooth, delicate waist tightly. His waist and abdomen thrust forward with all his might, charging fiercely.
“Pap pap pap…”
Ning Wan’s pear-shaped buttocks were raised high. Her two round, flawless, peach-like cheeks were pressed down by a tiny, small body.
Stuck in the middle of her snowy butt was a shaft that didn’t match the body’s size at all. The delicate, tender anal eye was stretched into a thin, pink ring, churning in and out with each thrust.
Under the repeated churning and stirring, the shaft fucked the pink, tender anal bud into producing a streak of thick fluid, smeared all around the butt-cleft. It looked incredibly lewd and messy.
Deng Tianyu dared not relax in the slightest, his entire body practically pressing down onto his Shizun’s butt.
His waist and abdomen continuously slammed into the snow-white butt-meat. The two creamy, congealed-fat-like buttocks rolled in waves.
The surging butt-waves were pressed against Deng Tianyu’s front. If he relaxed even a little, they would return to their perky, pert shape.
“Ah… oh…”
Ning Wan moaned beautifully. Her snow-white skin was dotted with pinkish blushes. Her pair of glistening white, massive breasts were pressed against the bed, forming two soft, plush, creamy, fatty pillows.
Under Deng Tianyu’s fierce thrusting, the chrysanthemum cavity was ablaze with heat. Constantly rubbed and scraped by the thick, large shaft, her entire butt-cleft grew itchy and numb.
As the chrysanthemum passage was continuously expanded, a strange pleasure swelled from the depths of the chrysanthemum cavity, slowly accumulating and gently rippling outward.
Ning Wan’s beautiful legs tightened. Her bee-like waist was tightly wrapped in Deng Tianyu’s arms. Her round, soft butt-meat was constantly squeezed on the soft couch.
Layer upon layer of tender fat and soft folds inside the chrysanthemum cavity spasmed, continuously sucking and clenching the shaft. When inserting, it was as if each fold was rubbed open one by one.
When pulling out, the soft fat and tender folds clung deathly to the shaft, like a greedy little mouth, reluctant to part, gripping tightly and refusing to let go of the delicious morsel.
Deng Tianyu hugged his Shizun’s waist desperately, thrusting fiercely inside her biting, soul-sucking, tender anal eye. The divine art was pushed almost to its limit.
The cherry-red anal bud was pulled out like a ring of transparent pink film. Greasy, sticky, glistening fluid coated the shaft, and after repeated friction, had turned into an almost paste-like substance.
The incredibly tight grip and squeeze on the shaft could make him ejaculate at any moment.
Deng Tianyu endured that intense pleasure. After dozens of long, deep thrusts, he ultimately failed to hold back.
The shaft buried itself completely, pressing tightly into the depths of the tender chrysanthemum. As the shaft throbbed, his essence shot out like arrows, erupting like a volcano inside his Shizun’s ecstatic, tender anal eye.
A cold breeze blew in through the window, causing the tasseled curtains to sway restlessly.
As if feeling this chill, Qu Qirong’s slender eyebrows furrowed. Her delicate hand unconsciously tightened its grip. Only when she felt the warm, familiar presence of her Tianyu’s palm did her brows relax.
On the other side of Deng Tianyu, the demonically beautiful, ripe, married woman also felt the chill. Her pearly white teeth gently bit her red lower lip. Her long, narrow eyelashes fluttered lightly. Her long, slender, beautiful legs pressed together, her flesh-toned, silk-clad feet curling tightly inward, looking exceptionally seductive and captivating.
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The next day, at noon, the sun was already high in the sky.
Deng Tianyu opened his eyes and looked around.
Aunt Rong had already gotten up, and Shizun wasn’t there either. Only two distinctly different, subtle fragrances lingered.
“Whew…”
Deng Tianyu sat up, taking a deep breath. His body felt somewhat weak.
Last night, in order for his Shizun to help him take the divine art to the next level, she had used the two divine abilities, [Sitting Lotus] and [Jade Tree Flowing Light], to alternately train and refine him.
Deng Tianyu had almost instantly entered the pure and transparent state of Dao Enlightenment. His entire being was completely enveloped by profound, obscure Dao patterns. He could only use an overwhelmingly fierce, thrusting momentum to continuously consolidate his cultivation results, delving again and again, deeper into the profound mysteries of the divine art.
During this process, he combined it with the Technique, training it until the seventh cycle before barely stopping.
Perhaps because training the divine art had taken too long—lasting from night until the sky began to pale—after Deng Tianyu finished his cultivation, the sweat accumulated on his body flowed out like a bursting dam.
Although it was somewhat arduous and incredibly draining on his mind and spirit, Deng Tianyu ultimately gained something from this diligent cultivation, achieving a higher level of control over the Dao method.
Creak!
Just as Deng Tianyu was still reminiscing about last night’s diligent cultivation, the door was pushed open.
A ripe, beautiful noblewoman dressed in an ink-colored palace dress entered, carrying something.
Seeing that her own Tianyu was already awake, Qu Qirong’s brows and eyes curved with a smile. Her red lips parted softly: “Tianyu, Aunt Rong made you some lotus seed porridge and some peach blossom pastries.”
“Okay, Aunt Rong!” Deng Tianyu replied with a smile. After washing up, he sat down next to Aunt Rong and began drinking the porridge.
As he ate, he took out the Purple Vein Jade Slip shining with light from his bosom.
On it was a message from his Shizun.
According to the message, disciples from the Purple Cloud Sect who were out training had discovered a Secret Realm. Inside it, a number of rare and precious spiritual items had appeared.
The numerous Purple Cloud Sect disciples were overjoyed and began happily harvesting them. Unexpectedly, the Snow Garment Sect also arrived at this Secret Realm, claiming they had discovered it first, and began seizing the spiritual items.
Because of this, a great battle erupted between the disciples of the two sects. Elders and powerhouses from both sects rushed to the scene, forming a standoff.
It was precisely because of this matter that his Shizun, Ning Wan, had left Xiaoxiang Elegant Garden to return to the Purple Cloud Sect.
“The Snow Garment Sect has the Bright Moon Sword Sect standing behind them.”
“In other words, the Bright Moon Sword Sect is using this Secret Realm incident to deliberately provoke us?”
Deng Tianyu narrowed his eyes, his expression turning cold.
Clearly, the Bright Moon Sect’s action was retaliation for him killing Tang Feng.
