“Tianyu……”
Suddenly, a startled cry rang out.
Ning Wan opened her beautiful eyes and searched all around for that familiar figure.
“Shizun, what’s wrong?”
Deng Tianyu, who had been cultivating on the jade couch, walked over and asked with concern.
He had seen his master fall asleep earlier and decided to cultivate a while longer before returning to his own room.
After all, it was quieter here, and Big Loli Li Shishi didn’t have the nerve to cause a ruckus in this place.
“Tianyu, come here!”
Having fully regained her senses, Ning Wan shook her head and parted her red lips slightly to speak.
Though a bit puzzled, Deng Tianyu walked to the side of the embroidered bed and sat down.
“Shizun, you…”
The moment he sat down, he was pulled tightly into Ning Wan’s embrace, as if she was terrified he would inexplicably vanish.
“Tianyu, just let me hold you like this!”
Gently breathing in his familiar scent and listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat, Ning Wan felt an indescribable peace settle over her spirit.
Sixteen years ago, she had unexpectedly found him and brought him back to the sect.
She never imagined that this little one would be the one to save her when the Yin-cold intent of the curse mark within her body erupted most fiercely.
This made Ning Wan believe, beyond a doubt, in the indescribable bond of fate between her and Deng Tianyu.
“Tianyu, do you still remember when you loved drinking goat’s milk as a child?”
Recalling the dream she’d just had, Ning Wan leaned close to Deng Tianyu’s ear and spoke softly.
“I remember!”
The corner of Deng Tianyu’s mouth twitched, but he nodded anyway.
That was part of his dark history; no one knew about it except his Shizun.
But to be fair, that goat’s milk was incredibly sweet, much tastier than the boxed milk from his past life.
“Back then, Tianyu wasn’t willing to drink it!”
“But after getting a taste of its sweetness, he grew to love that flavor.”
Ning Wan was like a mother lost in memories, her beautiful face glowing with maternal affection as she recounted amusing incidents from Deng Tianyu’s childhood.
From the goat’s milk to her hands-on care, to all the various guidance on cultivation.
Deng Tianyu just listened quietly at the side. Although there was no shortage of embarrassing black history in her stories, with only him and Ning Wan in the room, there was no risk of social suicide.
“I also remember the first time I helped Tianyu bathe, you even got a nosebleed.”
“Back then, you were just a tiny little thing, and you’ve grown up in the blink of an eye.”
As Ning Wan spoke of this, she laughed so hard her body trembled, causing her ample, full bosom to jiggle and sway.
It left Deng Tianyu somewhat distracted, his eyes drifting and unfocused.
“Tianyu, tonight you’ll sleep here with me.”
“Just now, you massaged me; now it’s my turn to massage you. We can bathe as well.”
After helping her precious disciple remove his clothes, Ning Wan had him lie down on a spread-out silk garment. She then poured some Body Purifying Spirit Liquid onto her slender hands and began to mimic the massage techniques.
“Tianyu, do you prefer Shizun’s hands, or her feet? Or perhaps some other place?”
Ning Wan sat with bent legs upon Deng Tianyu’s waist, asking in a manner full of infinite allure.
As she spoke, her slender hands, coated in the Body Purifying Spirit Liquid, glided over his back, bringing waves of warm, smooth, and silky sensation.
“Anything is fine!” Deng Tianyu chose a compromise that was still polite.
“Tianyu is so greedy, actually wanting to try them all!”
Clearly, Ning Wan had misunderstood his meaning.
Whether it was intentional or not was impossible to investigate.
“Uh~ Shizun, why are you wrapped in stockings?”
“Does Tianyu not like them?”
Deng Tianyu fell silent, merely lying prone on the jade couch, ready to accept this overwhelmingly intimate and sensual massage service from his Shizun.
Her voluptuous body pressed against Deng Tianyu from behind, her slender arms wrapping around his neck. Her jade legs and buttocks, tightly encased in the silk stockings, pressed her entire body onto Deng Tianyu’s back.
Deng Tianyu could even feel the alluring sensation of those two extremely full, soft mounds and their gradually stiffening tips.
Ning Wan brought her head close to his ear, suddenly breathing out a puff of hot air. Her soft, fragrant tongue meticulously licked the shell of his ear and then his earlobe.
Her other pale, slender hand reached down to his waist and abdomen, unexpectedly seizing hold of his gradually stiffening erection.
Her delicate jade fingers danced with the dexterity and spirit of plucking a musical instrument, skillfully subduing the swelling giant before beginning a slow stroking motion.
Deng Tianyu shuddered beneath her and quickly spoke, “Wait! Shizun, the Primordial Yang Reflux Art isn’t complete yet, I…”
As if hearing a joke, Ning Wan let out a cute, girlish chuckle. “I’ll be gentle; Tianyu, you absolutely must hold back, okay~”
A clear, sweet kiss was delivered. Ning Wan’s agile little tongue gently pried open Deng Tianyu’s teeth, bringing with it a gentle, mellow fragrance.
“Tianyu, does it feel good?”
Settling into the rhythm, Ning Wan began her handiwork. Her full, pearl-like fingertips gently tapped on the glans, stroking the sensitive spot.
Her movements were extremely gentle. Sticky fluid slowly oozed out, making the gaps between her fingers sticky and slick.
As if sensing the excitement of the massive member in her hand, she gradually increased the pressure, trapping the thick shaft between her thumb and forefinger and stroking it.
Her other hand rubbed the purplish-red glans, then smoothly moved down to cup the two sensitive orbs, gently kneading and rolling them like two walnuts.
Deng Tianyu’s breathing suddenly became ragged.
Waves of soul-stealing pleasure rose from his lower body. He couldn’t help but push forward slightly, but unfortunately, his member was too large; Ning Wan’s single hand couldn’t even fully encircle it.
The palm of her hand was so tender that the veins on his shaft instantly bulged, pressing firmly against her and desperately seeking more.
Deng Tianyu forcefully suppressed the rising pleasure, striving to endure. But with the stroking of Ning Wan’s slender hand, he still let out groans that were both comfortable and hard to bear.
Seeing Deng Tianyu’s expression of strained endurance, unable to release freely, Ning Wan felt a pang of sympathy in her heart.
Her movements unconsciously became gentler. She grasped the thick shaft, slowly stroking it over a dozen times. Her slender, warm fingers tenderly served the violent beast in her palm.
It just felt as hard as a sword, yet the texture was springy and soft. The massive head possessed a scalding temperature that made her heart race.
Deng Tianyu only felt the member between his legs being gently held by a warm, soft hand, lightly pulsing.
It wasn’t the intense, wave-like pleasure from before, but a comfortable, gentle, and soul-stealing ecstasy.
“Tianyu, sleep…”
Ning Wan kissed him on the side of his face, her expression enchantingly charming, her beautiful eyes rippling like water.
Her supple jade hand kneaded and squeezed every part of his shaft. Her five fingers gathered around the flesh in her palm, and the tender center of her hand gently kneaded the terrifying glans with just the right amount of force.
“Mm…”
Deng Tianyu responded comfortably. It was a rare occasion for his Shizun to serve him so tenderly; he could enjoy it to the fullest without worrying about any accidents.
……
Several days later, Xuan City, inside the Drunken Immortal Residence!
Patrons came and went in an endless stream. The wind chimes decorating the doorway jingled incessantly, producing elegant and pleasant sounds.
On the first floor, every single seat was filled. The tables were laden with all kinds of food, drinks, and fruits. The waitstaff bustled up and down, enthusiastically attending to every diner.
Yet, despite the full house, there was not a trace of noise or clamor.
All because a goateed elder in a black robe was recounting strange and recent events.
“Do you know why Lin Fan, the True Disciple of the Blazing Sun Sect, and Hua Nongying, the Young Sect Leader of the Flower Bloom Sect, broke out into a great battle that day?”
“Some say the two sects are inherently hostile, so the fight was inevitable.”
“Others say it was a jealous quarrel over a courtesan while they were visiting a brothel.”
“In truth, it is neither…”
At this point, the goateed elder narrowed his small, mung-bean-like eyes, swept his gaze across the room, and paused.
Clearly, this was a deliberate attempt to whet their appetites.
“What do you mean ‘it is neither’? Spit it out already?”
“If you keep this cliffhanger act up on purpose, do you believe I’ll lock you in a dark room and whip you day and night?”
“You old coot, do you want me to gift you a sliding-lid spirit coffin?”
As expected, the goateed elder’s act immediately provoked the ire of many short-tempered diners.
The elder, however, paid them no mind. He merely flourished his folding fan and spoke unhurriedly:
“From what I know, the reason they came to blows was all because of a young lady named Qingxue.”
“It’s said that Lady Qingxue is not only devastatingly beautiful but can also play the long-lost ‘Dream Return Immortal Chant’.”
“Isn’t ‘Dream Return Immortal Chant’ the guardian immortal melody of the Zither Sect? Could this Lady Qingxue be…”
Someone guessed something, their face full of astonishment.
The Zither Sect was a power from the ancient era but had long since been destroyed.
This power wasn’t particularly strong, but their attainments in the Dao of the Zither were extraordinary.
The most famous among their works was the Dream Return Immortal Chant.
This piece could help cultivators cleanse their souls, calm their minds for clarity, and gain sudden enlightenment about their own self. It was a peerless immortal melody that greatly aided cultivation.
Even in the ancient Zither Sect, few could master it, but once mastered, one would inevitably become a world-renowned Qin Fairy.
This was because any power or Heaven’s Pride who gained the assistance of a Qin Fairy would advance by leaps and bounds on their cultivation path.
“Indeed, Lady Qingxue is the Qin Fairy of this generation’s Zither Sect, and its sole successor.”
“Lin Fan of the Blazing Sun Sect and Hua Nongying of the Flower Bloom Sect fought precisely for the chance to listen to a rendition of ‘Dream Return Immortal Chant’.”
“The fight nearly escalated to a life-or-death struggle. But can you guess what happened then?”
The goateed elder truly lived up to his title as a storyteller. His manner of building suspense was like a sow wearing a bra—one set after another.
“Guess what this Seat should choose for sending you to your doom: a flip-lid spirit coffin or a sliding-lid one?”
Right at that moment, an extremely irascible middle-aged cultivator directly tossed two spirit coffins into the center of the room, sending ripples of True Essence surging outward.
Seeing this, the goateed elder broke out in a cold sweat, gulped hard, and quickly responded with appropriate cowardice.
“At that moment, Lady Qingxue could not bear to see the two fight. With a light raise of her fair hands, she began to play the Dream Return Immortal Chant.”
“Under the influence of this immortal melody, the two stopped fighting and even entered a state of sudden enlightenment.”
“When they awoke, their cultivation realms had both advanced simultaneously.”
“Sadly, by then, Lady Qingxue was nowhere to be seen!”
“Do you know how Lin Fan and Hua Nongying evaluated this single performance of ‘Dream Return Immortal Chant’?”
The goateed elder habitually tried to build suspense again. But when he saw the irascible cultivator stand up and open the coffin lid, he instantly shuddered and quickly salvaged the moment:
“The two sighed simultaneously: ‘This melody should only exist in the heavens; how many times can the mortal world hear it?’ “
“Having spoken, they smiled at each other, and ceased their conflict!”
After hearing this, the first floor of the Drunken Immortal Residence immediately buzzed with discussion.
“Lady Qingxue… no, she should be called Qingxue Fairy. For her to have reached such a level in the Dao of the Zither… if I could just listen to her play once, this Seat would be content.”
“Indeed! This Young Master’s realm has been stuck in the Five Viscera Stage for some time. Perhaps I could use this chance to break through.”
“But does anyone know where Qingxue Fairy has gone?”
“……”
