Unsurprisingly, through the steamed Fire Crab lunch, Deng Tianyu successfully harvested a few drops of Filial Piety Value.
Although it was a bit little, he always deeply believed that without accumulating small streams, one cannot form a mighty river.
Moreover, besides his Shizun now, he had also bound Aunt Rong. As long as he remained true to his original intention and diligently practiced the Path of Filial Piety, Filial Piety Water drops would certainly flow continuously from both sides.
For instance, right now, a soft jade couch had been placed inside the cave. Ning Wan was resting her head on her precious disciple’s lap, her three thousand strands of black hair coiled up, letting him perform his Head Massage Minor Divine Ability.
Feeling the comfort spreading, she half-closed her beautiful eyes, so indolently languid she didn’t want to move a muscle.
Indeed, having a filial disciple by her side was wonderful.
Without any particular reason, Ning Wan mentally compared Deng Tianyu with Li Shishi.
Just a brief comparison allowed her to deeply recognize the difference between an “unfilial disciple” and a “filial disciple.”
Seeming to remember something, Deng Tianyu stopped his massaging motion: “Shizun, I have something to tell you.”
“Mm~ Don’t stop. Tianyu, just say it!”
Ning Wan discontentedly patted his hand, signaling him to continue the massage.
Deng Tianyu gently smoothed Shizun’s slightly disheveled hair and started moving again: “I acknowledged an aunt!”
He thought it over and decided to tell her about what happened with Aunt Rong.
Of course, this was to prevent Shizun from misunderstanding and also because he didn’t want to hide it from her.
“Acknowledged an aunt?” Ning Wan caught Deng Tianyu’s hand and looked at him with confusion.
Meeting her puzzled gaze, Deng Tianyu pondered for a moment and explained: “Yes, it’s Madam Qu!”
“She once swore sisterhood with my Mother Consort; in terms of seniority, she’s my elder.”
“Therefore, I call her ‘Aunt Rong’!”
Ning Wan’s delicate brows furrowed slightly: “How did Qu Qirong come to know your Mother Consort?”
“It was when Aunt Rong was still in her maiden years…”
Deng Tianyu told her everything Aunt Rong had told him.
Including how they came to swear sisterhood and the matter of the two Crystal Jade Pendants, holding nothing back.
“According to what you said, when you and the Zhenbei Princess Consort were ambushed and attacked back then, she activated the teleportation array in the Crystal Jade Pendant, intending to come find Qu Qirong at Spirit Treasure Pavilion?”
“But an accident occurred midway, leading you to arrive at Hundred Flowers Valley where Purple Cloud Sect is located?”
From what Deng Tianyu said, Ning Wan immediately guessed the reasons behind it all.
Deng Tianyu nodded: “Mm, it must have been like that!”
“Because based on what I know, my Mother Consort wasn’t a disciple of any major power or from any major family, nor did she have any other relatives.”
“Her closest person is Aunt Rong!”
Regarding this point, he also found it somewhat strange.
His Mother Consort wasn’t born into any great family clan, but an ordinary household.
Yet in his memory, his Mother Consort never visited her parents’ home, nor did any relatives from her side ever visit the Royal Mansion.
It was as if ties had been completely severed, or as if her maiden family simply didn’t exist at all.
Ning Wan knew his inner thoughts and consoled him gently: “Don’t overthink it. Matters regarding your Mother Consort might require you to return to the Great Yu Dynasty to sort out.”
“Mm!” Deng Tianyu nodded thoughtfully, committing this to memory.
Returning to the previous topic, Ning Wan grasped her precious disciple’s hand with a slight hint of jealousy: “Now that Tianyu has an Aunt Rong, no wonder your visits to Spirit Treasure Pavilion have been so frequent these past two days!”
“Aunt Rong can be considered half a relative of mine. As a junior, naturally I should visit more often, to avoid being impolite.”
“Beyond that, there are also some matters regarding cooperation between our two sects to discuss.”
Deng Tianyu gave a wry smile and spoke truthfully.
He naturally heard the peculiar tone in his Shizun’s words.
To ask his own conscience, he truly harbored no excessive thoughts towards Aunt Rong. It was simply a junior’s concern for his elder, and by the way, reaping some Filial Piety Value.
In summary, a very pure relationship between an elder and a junior.
“That’s good then. I thought you might forget your Shizun now that you have an aunt!”
Ning Wan smiled sweetly. Her slender fingers slid along his knuckles, slowly joining with his, feeling that familiar touch.
“And what if I really did forget?” Deng Tianyu deliberately asked.
Ning Wan glanced at him, her face full of forlorn grief: “Even if you really forgot, what could I, your master, possibly do?”
“If it truly were so, I’d just have to shut myself in my room every day, pitying myself in solitude!”
“How could that happen!” Although Deng Tianyu knew his Shizun was purposely putting on an act for him, he still felt a little upset.
“Since it won’t happen, then why, when my lips are dry, doesn’t Tianyu help moisturize them?”
Ning Wan’s pale fingertips gently stroked her alluring, delicate lips, sighing faintly.
Shizun, are you lying through your teeth right now?
Clearly they’re still so plump and glistening, and you say your lips are dry?
Deng Tianyu’s mouth twitched!
Thinking this, but as a disciple who respected his master and valued the Dao, how could he ever question Shizun’s words?
If Shizun said her lips were dry, then they certainly were dry.
Halting his thoughts here, Deng Tianyu resignedly leaned down, preparing to perform his filial duty.
Who knew, just as he was about to press against those delicate, rosy lips, he was stopped by a crystalline, jade-like fingertip.
“I haven’t finished speaking yet, you know!”
“Tianyu, how about we play a game?”
Ning Wan’s beautiful eyes rippled with emotion. Her red lips pressed close to her own finger, exhaling a rich, intoxicating fragrance.
Meeting her gaze, the heady, sweet scent wafted over. Deng Tianyu suppressed the stirring in his heart and asked:
“What game does Shizun want to play?”
“Tianyu, this time, let’s see who can last longer!”
“Whoever can’t hold on first must agree to one condition of the other.”
As she spoke, Ning Wan had already proactively grabbed her precious disciple’s hands, wrapping them around her graceful, slender waist.
Clearly, she was fully prepared for the game to begin.
“What if it’s a draw?” Deng Tianyu asked in return.
“A draw counts as Tianyu’s win!”
“Then I shall do as Shizun says!”
Deng Tianyu revealed a confident smile and agreed.
Based on previous experiences, his Shizun’s and his own stamina were about the same; they always let go of each other at the same time.
“Mmph…”
Just as his words fell, Deng Tianyu’s neck was hooked by a pair of snowy, sleek arms. His eyes instantly widened. He could no longer speak.
He hadn’t expected his Shizun to disregard martial virtue and launch a sneak attack!
And using the method of a serpent coiling around its prey.
So much so that his mind was completely filled with the eight words: “moist, soft” and “refreshingly fragrant.”
Inside the cave, under the intertwining red and white light, a young man and a mature, beautiful woman tightly embraced and kissed.
At this moment, Ning Wan half-closed her alluring eyes, her beautiful face painted with a layer of intoxicating peach-red. Her jade arms firmly hooked around her precious disciple’s neck.
Her vast, magnificent, soft twin peaks pressed tightly against Deng Tianyu’s chest. Her plump, flawlessly long jade legs entangled his, as if wanting to meld him into her own body.
Deng Tianyu, on the other hand, refused to show weakness, holding her water-snake-like waist to see who could hold their breath longer.
After who knows how long, the devoted master and filial disciple felt a wave of suffocation approaching.
Deng Tianyu’s heart leaped with joy, knowing his Shizun could no longer hold on—though, of course, neither could he.
But unexpectedly, a look of cunning flashed in Ning Wan’s eyes, and her slender hand secretly reached downwards.
