Inside the bathtub, the two only released each other slowly after a sense of suffocation set in.
“Haah…”
Deng Tianyu, lying back against those long, full, jade-like legs, greedily breathed in fresh air, easing that mutual discomfort.
Ning Wan’s breath was also rapid. Her exquisitely beautiful and enchanting face was flushed crimson, a beauty too alluring for words.
She slowly peeled the skin-toned stockings from her jade legs, setting them aside to reveal her rosy, glistening feet. Her sultry eyes, like threads of silk, exhaled hot breath:
“Tianyu, that was only the first extraction!”
“The night is long. I, your Master, must properly examine the progress of your Divine Ability.”
“Carry me to the bed, alright?”
Naturally, the filial Deng Tianyu wouldn’t refuse his Shizun’s request.
He stood, one hand threading through the soft bend of her knees, the other wrapping around her graceful, slender waist, and slowly carried her to the soft bed.
Ning Wan’s spring-onion fingertip gently brushed the corner of her lips. Her charm was endless as she asked, “Tianyu, I want to eat the pastries you made. Is that alright?”
“Shizun, help yourself!” Deng Tianyu said coolly, the re-energized rod between his legs already declaring his stance.
Though he had admitted his mistake, it didn’t mean he would totally submit. He still had his dignity.
Ning Wan extended her flawless jade arm, hooking it around her precious disciple’s neck. Nose touching nose, she murmured softly, “But wouldn’t that become a reward instead of a punishment?”
“Then what does Shizun mean?”
The hot, fragrant breath on his face stirred ripples in Deng Tianyu’s heart. He asked subconsciously.
“How about this?” Ning Wan’s beautiful eyes rippled with a mix of watery lust and seduction. She leaned close to his ear, gently teasing. “Why don’t we… you within me, and me within you? How about that?”
You within me, and me within you?
That sounded rather profound.
Deng Tianyu’s eyes flickered, recalling the time he helped Shizun refine Yin Sha and Yin-Cold Intent.
Come to think of it, he still owed her one.
Following the principle of courtesy reciprocated to avoid impropriety, he nodded: “Alright!”
“Tianyu’s attitude in admitting his mistake is truly sincere!”
Ning Wan felt her heart quiver, her face burning hot. She then shifted her fully mature, voluptuous body slightly, letting Deng Tianyu lean against the inner side of the bed canopy.
Only then did she adjust her position. Giving Deng Tianyu an utterly seductive glance, she coiled her long, raven-black hair up. With a lewd arch, she raised her pert bottom, facing her snow-white, tender rear towards her precious disciple’s face, and crouched down towards his groin.
Both having just bathed, they wore nothing. Now, facing that starkly naked, creamy pink rear, Deng Tianyu saw it close-up for the first time. The exquisite buttocks were utterly alluring.
Before he could even examine it closely, he felt a warm, small mouth slowly envelop his rod.
“Sss!”
Shizun was still as warm and tight! Deng Tianyu savored Ning Wan’s practiced movements. Her soft lips and tongue kept gliding over his rod, bringing him waves of comfortable pleasure.
Ning Wan’s mouth and tongue worked with great skill as she sucked. The warm, soft cavity held his rod firmly, her small, tender tongue swirled around the entire glans, sweeping back and forth.
“Tianyu, why haven’t you started yet?”
Ning Wan took a moment to release the glans from her mouth. Her tone was quite displeased. Her raised, pert rear swayed left and right impatiently.
On hearing his Shizun’s command, Deng Tianyu immediately pressed his face against that pert, round rump, nuzzling his head upwards forcefully. As he felt the warm, wet service below, he savored the supremely elastic, snow-white, beautiful behind.
He felt his nose pinched by those soft, contracting buttocks. His nostrils filled with fragrant, creamy body scents and soft fullness.
He opened his mouth, extended his tongue, and the warm, smooth buttock flesh immediately pressed in. The sensation made his breathing increasingly ragged. His exhaled breath, astonishingly, flowed entirely into the cleft of her rump, landing on the supremely sensitive, tender flesh of her anal bud.
“Ah!”
Ning Wan’s body trembled. She hadn’t expected her precious disciple to have this trick. The scorching breath sprayed unrestrained into her shamefully intimate cleft, seemingly intent on penetrating deep into her sensitive little bottom.
She had to contract her rump muscles tighter to resist this indescribably shameful sensation.
But within moments, her body went weak. Her sensitive rear center, licked thoroughly, could no longer withstand the teasing. She lay prone over Deng Tianyu’s groin, eyes hazy.
Sensing no further movement below, Deng Tianyu pulled his mouth free from the soft, smooth, fragrant butt-flesh.
“Shizun? Are you finally a bit overwhelmed?”
“Mm…”
Ning Wan pretended not to hear him. Stubbornly, she resumed taking his rod into her mouth, eating it. The continuous pleasure from her inner thighs made it nearly impossible for her to concentrate.
Deng Tianyu grabbed the two beautiful buttocks before him and slapped them several times. Then, gripping the snow-white cheeks, he pulled them apart, observing closely.
Her tender red honey pot split open between his fingers. Inside was all smooth, heavenly flesh, soaked by saliva and lustrous juices.
Right in the center of the rear, a slight indentation marked her delicate little pucker. Pink, tender, and exquisitely pretty.
Such a tempting sight compelled Deng Tianyu to open his mouth and cover it again.
His tongue flicked the tender flesh outward, then pushed inside. Shallow to deep, over and over. Drenched, honey-like juices continuously surged out.
“Mmph… Mm-mm… Mm-ah…”
Ning Wan’s soft moans and whimpers ultimately couldn’t be suppressed. Her lush, full body quivered lightly. Her dainty lotus feet, resting at the bed’s edge, arched up, bright red painted toes tightly clenched.
Her two round, moon-like buttock peaks were clutched by Deng Tianyu, bitten wantonly. The plump, tender honey pot splattered with slick fluid…
As he ate the maddeningly tempting rear entrance and pink slit, his lower body grew increasingly hard. His rod stuck straight into Ning Wan’s mouth, making him thrust his waist involuntarily.
Not wanting to lose to her precious disciple, Ning Wan simply opened her throat wide, allowing the thick glans to plunge deep into her tender throat.
The warm, tight mouth enveloped him. The swollen rod propped her throat open.
Her jade hands cupped his twin sacs, kneading gently. Her tongue tip kept teasing the sensitive spots along the shaft.
The pleasure intensified. Deng Tianyu thrust his waist repeatedly. He couldn’t suppress the overwhelming, crashing waves of pleasure.
Finally, with a muffled groan, hot, thick fluid erupted wildly, instantly filling his Shizun’s mouth.
“Haah…”
After a long while, Deng Tianyu opened his eyes, breathing out a turbid breath seemingly laced with peach blossom fragrance.
Ning Wan also exhaled deeply. Turning around, she gazed at her precious disciple with tender affection.
“During my closed-door training this time, besides suppressing the Profound Cold Curse Mark in my body and healing injuries, I also cultivated a Divine Ability.”
“Guess, Tianyu, which Divine Ability?”
Her gorgeous face, under the candlelight, looked even more beautiful and bewitching.
Right now, Deng Tianyu was lying down, and Ning Wan was sitting up.
She lowered her head, gazing infatuatedly at that impossibly familiar face. The corner of her lips hooked into an extremely seductive smile. Her slender hand reached downwards.
“Mm~ Divine Ability?”
“At Shizun’s level, the Divine Abilities cultivated are all supreme killing arts. How could I possibly guess?”
Deng Tianyu grunted softly, not understanding the point of Shizun’s question.
How many Divine Abilities existed in the entire cultivation world?
Even if his relationship with Shizun had almost reached the ‘sword-and-scabbard’ Friendship stage, he couldn’t guess which one she cultivated.
“Then I shall give a hint.”
“The Divine Ability I cultivated, Tianyu, you also cultivate. And, it was tested just moments ago.”
Ning Wan gently stroked this handsome and imposing youth, smiling softly.
“Shizun means the Primordial Yang Reflux Art?” Deng Tianyu was suddenly startled. “No, could this Divine Ability have a corresponding Primordial Yin Reflux Art?”
Shizun’s hint was so straightforward; she practically told him the answer. He naturally understood which Divine Ability it was.
But the Primordial Yang Reflux Art he cultivated could never be cultivated by a woman.
Thus, he deduced that there must be a corresponding Divine Ability: the Primordial Yin Reflux Art.
Ning Wan nodded, took his hand and placed it over her full, large breasts. “Does Tianyu know why I cultivated this Divine Ability?”
Deng Tianyu sighed softly. “Shizun did it for me?”
A look of pure adoration filled Ning Wan’s eyes. “Tianyu might also guess… What day is it today?”
Deng Tianyu, calming his Shizun’s restless heart, frowned. “Today?”
He thought for a long time but really couldn’t remember what day it was.
Seeing his confused look, Ning Wan gave him a charmingly reproachful glance. “Sixteen years ago, on this very day, I picked you up.”
“Birthday?” A warm current flowed through Deng Tianyu’s heart.
Shizun had taken the day she found him as his birthday, celebrating it for him every year.
Scenes of every past birthday flashed by. He realized his feelings for Shizun were growing deeper, and harder to extricate himself from.
In these sixteen years, Ning Wan had diligently fulfilled the role of a qualified Shizun, teaching him cultivation methods every night, and cultivating alongside him.
Beyond that, she treated him as her own, playing the role of a mother consort.
It was precisely because of this that Ning Wan was, for Deng Tianyu, an existence akin to both Master and mother.
“In the blink of an eye, sixteen years have passed.”
“Tianyu has gone from that little dot back then to the imposing young man he is now.”
“Throughout my seclusion, I constantly pondered how to celebrate Tianyu’s birthday.”
Pausing here, Ning Wan’s flawless, beautiful face radiated a rich glow of maternal love.
Meeting her precious disciple’s gaze, her red lips parted slightly:
“Until that day I went to the Spirit Treasure Pavilion Auction House, I understood how to give Tianyu a birthday celebration he will never forget.”
“But if Tianyu Dual Cultivates with me, his realm has not reached King-Sealing, so he absolutely couldn’t withstand my vast Primordial Yin power—he would explode and perish.”
“However, with this Divine Ability, all problems will be solved!”
In her words, besides that adoring intent, there was also an intensely rich, indescribable emotional attachment!
