“And if you fail to do so?” Ning Wan narrowed her beautiful eyes.
“If I can’t do it, then punish me… one month—one ten-day week without eating Senior Brother Deng’s cooking.”
Li Shishi seemed to have made a huge resolution, her face full of pained flesh as she spoke.
“In addition to that, you still have to face the wall for two months.”
Ning Wan didn’t give her any room to bargain and immediately decided the matter on the spot.
Li Shishi still wanted to say something, but upon meeting her Shizun’s majestic gaze, her head immediately shrank back. She directly lowered her head and sullenly ate the Spirit-Tail Chicken fragrant congee.
Turning her grief and anger into appetite, she ate especially fast.
In her left hand was a meat-stuffed steamed bun, and with her right hand, she used bamboo chopsticks to continuously stuff small dishes into her mouth.
Seeing this scene, Deng Tianyu revealed an inexplicable smile.
Don’t be fooled by Li Shishi’s adorably dumb, Big Loli appearance. In reality, her cultivation talent was outrageously strong.
At her age, she was already at the Eighth Layer of the Five Viscera Stage, not inferior even to Chosen from some major powers.
And this was the result of three days fishing, two days drying the net. If not for her laziness, she probably would have already broken through to the Divine Ability Stage.
So, very often, it was necessary for Shizun Ning Wan to play the stern role while Deng Tianyu played the kind role, all to make this Big Loli cultivate seriously.
“Yingying…”
Compared to the grief-and-anger-filled Big Loli, the little fox Yingying, sprawled on the bamboo chair, ate cheerfully. Her fluffy little tail kept wagging non-stop.
Whenever she wanted something, she would raise her little head, stand on her tiptoes, and paw a few times forward to signal Deng Tianyu to get it for her.
Before long, Deng Tianyu and Shizun Ning Wan were already full. Only one loli and one fox remained, finishing up.
Because of the matter of those three blueprints from yesterday, Ning Wan needed to make a trip to the sect’s Artifact Refining Pavilion. So, after exhorting Li Shishi to cultivate properly, she left.
Deng Tianyu, on the other hand, went to the Grotto-Heaven Blessed Land that the sect had opened up to cultivate. Inside was a Spirit Gathering Array carved into it, which could increase cultivation speed.
“Damn it, Yingying, you traitor! You promised if you ate my food, you wouldn’t cling to Senior Brother.”
“I’ll kill you, you sneaky, man-stealing fox.”
Once the two figures disappeared from sight, Li Shishi’s anger surged from her heart, malice born from her guts. She directly pounced towards the little fox.
Discovering this, Yingying hurriedly jumped. Her short little fox legs kicked off Li Shishi’s forehead, turning into a flash of white light as she darted into the distance.
“Don’t you run!”
Li Shishi was so angry her face was completely red, grinding her teeth. She utilized her movement technique to chase after.
She had originally thought this little vixen was easy to bribe. As long as she gave her a little sweetness, she could get her Senior Brother.
She hadn’t expected that after eating and drinking her fill, the other party not only failed to keep her promise but even went further than before. Sure enough, foxes were crafty, especially female foxes.
“Yingying!”
“If you don’t run, I won’t chase!”
“Yingying!”
In just a short while, the Purple Cloud Sect’s Back Mountain was already thrown into utter chaos. Many disciples were not at all surprised by this and still went about their business as usual.
Meanwhile, at the Artifact Refining Pavilion, Ning Wan had already given the blueprints to the Elder here.
After examining them for a bit, Chen Yu spoke: “Sect Leader, this cheongsam and high heels are easy to refine.”
“But these stockings look extremely thin. If ordinary materials are used, they might be easily damaged.”
Ning Wan pondered for a moment before thinking of a material: “If that’s the case, why not use Spirit Silkworm Silk!”
“The silk spun by Spirit Silkworms is not only thin as cicada wings, but also excellent in both toughness and soft-smoothness.”
Elder Chen analyzed: “It’s just that the cost will be somewhat higher than before.”
“Then use this Spirit Silkworm Silk. After they’re refined, we’ll decide on the selling price.”
“Yes, I’ll begin the refining right away.” Chen Yu nodded and entered the Artifact Refining Pavilion with the blueprints.
Time passed in the blink of an eye, and night quietly fell.
Deng Tianyu had already finished his cultivation and returned to his own Bamboo Hut.
Although he was only one step away from breaking into the King-Sealing Realm, the time wasn’t quite right yet.
What was the King-Sealing Realm?
Being enfeoffed by heaven and earth, evolving the ability to Manifest the Dharma Body.
To reach this realm, one needed to synchronize mental state insights with external comprehension.
“Creak!”
“Tianyu, the three garments have been refined.”
Just then, the door was pushed open. Shizun Ning Wan walked in with a smile.
She took out from her Storage Ring a lavender cheongsam, a pair of lavender high heels, and a pair of skin-toned stockings.
“Shizun, you can try them on to see the effect.”
Deng Tianyu spoke with a somewhat nostalgic tone, preparing to vacate the room so his Shizun could change.
Seeing the clothing from his previous life appear in this world was a kind of alternative comfort.
But before he could take more than a few steps, he was stopped by Ning Wan.
“What’s wrong?” Deng Tianyu was somewhat puzzled.
Meeting his gaze, Ning Wan charmingly blinked, her delicate body leaning closer, her eyes swirling with allure:
“The cheongsam looks somewhat complicated. Your master doesn’t quite know how to wear it!”
“How about Tianyu helps your master put it on?”
As her words fell, she slowly shed her embroidered shoes, stockings, and long skirt, directly revealing that enchantingly full-figured, alluring body before Deng Tianyu’s eyes.
Deng Tianyu was stunned for a moment. Only after reacting did he take a deep breath and nod very seriously.
He agreed absolutely not for any other reason. It was just to help his Shizun, and by the way, to fulfill his filial duty.
Filial piety was everywhere. If he wanted the Path of Filial Piety to be perfected, he had to firmly grasp every opportunity.
Deng Tianyu took the cheongsam. He first confirmed the side of the opening, then crouched down: “Shizun, lift your feet!”
“When putting it on, you wear it from the bottom up, because the size of the slit opening will definitely be smaller than the hip circumference. This is common sense for wearing a cheongsam.”
“Mhm!” Ning Wan’s slender brows curved. She arched her waist, her lotus-root-like arms supporting her precious disciple’s shoulders, and slowly put her snowy feet through.
The thin, slippery bellyband was pushed up high by her towering bosom. A pair of majestic, mammoth breasts looked as if they could quiveringly leap out at any moment.
That pair of soft, tender breasts were full, plump, and voluptuous. The roots of her breasts drooped slightly, their contours even fuller, pulling into two inverted hanging bell-like gigantic breasts. The slightest movement sent waves of breasts surging, dazzling and eye-catching.
So much so that Deng Tianyu’s gaze inevitably fell into that deep cleavage every time, wanting to get out only to be surrounded and blocked by the two adjacent peaks.
“At this moment, you need to smooth out the cheongsam, pull it up, and then put your two arms into the sleeves one after another.”
Wave after wave of delicate fragrance hit his nostrils. Deng Tianyu only managed to break free from that mass of soft, tender breast flesh with great difficulty. He suppressed that restlessness, helping his Shizun dress while carefully explaining.
“Tianyu, how did you come up with this kind of clothing?” Following his instructions, Ning Wan finally got the cheongsam on and asked somewhat curiously.
“I had a very strange dream.”
“The world in the dream was completely different from here. There, women wore this kind of clothing.”
Mentioning his past life, Deng Tianyu looked dazed for a moment.
Ning Wan paused slightly: “In that world in your dream, did you ever help a woman put on clothes?”
“No!” Deng Tianyu shook his head and came in front of her, buttoning the front lapel.
Hearing this answer, the hint of a smile at the corner of Ning Wan’s lips grew increasingly radiant.
Suddenly, she furrowed her brow: “Mhm… it’s a bit tight!”
“The measurements are a little off. If Shizun wants to wear it, you can have Elder Chen enlarge the front bodice area slightly.”
Deng Tianyu glanced at the turbulent, surging area and gave an appropriate suggestion.
“The cheongsam is on. Stockings and high heels are the same as wearing regular shoes and socks.”
“That won’t do!” Ning Wan shook her head: “Tianyu already helped put on the cheongsam. You have to do the remaining two pieces as well.”
Saying this, she sat on the bed, placing her exquisitely flawless, snow-smooth, long legs onto his shoulders, fully displaying her charm and seductiveness.
“Alright then!”
Holding a heart of filial piety that respected the teacher and the Way, Deng Tianyu gently held that silk-like, smooth, slippery jade foot, placing it on his own leg.
Within his line of sight, that beautiful foot was round, tender, and delicate, as white as snow. The alluringly red-painted toes playfully hooked against his palm.
This pair of beautiful legs fully embodied what was meant by “heart-stirringly beautiful.”
