911: Chapter 912 Your Disciple Will Give You a Shoulder Massage

Behind Sunset Glow Hall, the quiet room was deep and secluded, with sandalwood incense curling upwards.

Lin Qingxue had already exited the main hall, and the hall doors silently closed, leaving only the Revered Master and Disciple.

“Revered Master, please calm down. Your Disciple will give you a shoulder rub.” Yao Delong said with a fawning smile, moving behind Leng Yuekui. Those hands, which had fought in the Demon Domain and were capable of tearing apart Peak Demon Kings, now held a strange tenderness as they landed on Leng Yuekui’s taut shoulders.

His fingertips contained a trace of gentle and mellow spiritual power, precisely massaging the Acupoints on Leng Yuekui’s shoulders and neck. The strength was just right, carrying a peculiar soothing effect.

Leng Yuekui’s originally stern and icy jade face unconsciously relaxed a few points under Yao Delong’s skillful massage. She even slightly closed her Phoenix eyes, emitting an almost inaudible, comfortable hum from her nostrils.

“Hmph, cut the act. Let’s talk business!” Leng Yuekui tried to maintain her dignity, but her voice was less cold and rigid. “These past few months, you’ve been completely out of contact. The Sect’s communication stones were like stones sinking into the sea! And your Cultivation…”

She suddenly opened her eyes, a sharp glint flashing within them, scrutinizing him with disbelief. “Late Void Refining Stage?! Your aura is even more stable than when I Broke Through! You brat, what heaven-shaking Opportunity did you stumble upon?”

Yao Delong chuckled, his hands still working. He leaned closer to Leng Yuekui’s ear, his warm breath brushing her fair earlobe: “Nothing can escape Revered Master’s Dharma Eye.”

Then, he recounted his experiences of the past few months in a relatively understated tone: from visiting an old friend in the Xuan Ye Dynasty, discovering the remnants of the Heavenly Demon Sect supporting the Sun Moon Divine Cult to stir up trouble; then venturing deep into the Demon Domain, enduring numerous dangers to find the main ingredient for the nine aperture spirit nurturing pill; and finally settling in Qingqiu, where by chance he helped the Heavenly Fox Clan’s Fox King remove an ancient curse.

He glossed over the perilous parts and spoke lightly of his gains, but what kind of person was Leng Yuekui? Listening to her Disciple’s seemingly relaxed words, she could sense the hidden bloodshed between the lines.

Especially upon hearing that the main ingredient for the nine aperture spirit nurturing pill was deep within the Demon Domain, and that he had to contend with old monsters at the Demon King and Demon Emperor level, her hanging heart finally settled. Her originally cold and stern brows completely softened, replaced by a trace of heartache and lingering fear.

“Hmph, you’re lucky to be alive!” Leng Yuekui’s words were unyielding, but her tense body had completely relaxed, enjoying her Disciple’s service. “Your Martial Ancestor Long Yu specifically came to see me a few days ago, asking when you could start refining the nine aperture spirit nurturing pill. She… is probably anxious from waiting. When you return this time, after the wedding, go to your Martial Ancestor’s place first.”

“Disciple obeys.” Yao Delong immediately agreed, never forgetting his promise to that Martial Ancestor.

Seeing that his Revered Master’s anger had largely dissipated, Yao Delong’s heart stirred. The hands massaging her shoulders began to become a little restless. His fingertips, carrying a burning warmth, slowly slipped inward along the smooth silk collar, without a trace of hesitation… (text omitted).

“EN?!” Leng Yuekui lightly gasped as if touched by electricity, tensing for a moment.

A large hand, warm as jade and radiating astonishing heat, beneath its palm, was a soft curve that could be felt even through the clothing, with a delicate fragrance belonging to a woman quietly lingering. It seeped through the thin fabric, instantly igniting Yao Delong's suppressed flames!

“E—” She couldn't help but let out a soft hum, a tremor she herself didn't realize was in her voice. Her jade hand instantly rose, firmly pressing down on Yao Delong's misbehaving wrist! “Disobedient Disciple! You… presumptuous!” Her voice was no longer cool and clear, accompanied by quick breaths and a hint of annoyance at being disturbed, her fair earlobes instantly flushed red.

“Revered Master…” Yao Delong lowered his head, his hot breath fanning Leng Yuekui’s sensitive ear and neck. His voice was deep and hoarse, with an irresistible magnetism, “Your Disciple has been outside, missing Revered Master every day… my heart ached from longing…”

His lips brushed Leng Yuekui’s earlobe almost imperceptibly, the scorching touch making Leng Yuekui tremble all over, and the strength she had intended to use to push him away instantly softened by three points.

“Let your Disciple… properly examine Revered Master…” Yao Delong’s voice was like a spell, carrying a captivating power, “To see if Revered Master’s Cultivation… has progressed recently?” Before he finished speaking, that hand gently roamed her waist, his fingertips occasionally brushing sensitive areas, making her feel as if she was being electrocuted, numb and tingling all over.

“WW…” Leng Yuekui suddenly felt an indescribable warmth surge forth. Something deep within her body seemed to be quietly awakened! A hundred years of pure Dao Heart Cultivation, under this domineering and fiery assault, was actually so vulnerable!

She let out an uncontrollable, slightly trembling hum from her throat, her entire being seemingly drained of all strength, softly collapsing into the warm, firm embrace behind her. In her clear Phoenix eyes, the frost completely receded, leaving only hazy moisture and a trace of shy struggle.

How could Yao Delong still hold back? He abruptly turned Leng Yuekui around, lowered his head, and deeply kissed those two alluring cherry lips.

“Wu…” Leng Yuekui fluttered a few times like a small rabbit, then completely succumbed to this long-awaited, domineering, and familiar embrace. Her arms had, at some point, wrapped around Yao Delong’s neck, responding passionately.

The temperature inside the quiet room rapidly climbed.

Under Yao Delong’s forceful and skilled guidance, their Daoist robes, as if possessing life, automatically shed and slipped to the ground.

Leng Yuekui’s astonishingly perfect body was completely revealed before Yao Delong. Icy skin and jade bones, Peaks rising, flat and delicate abdomen… (thousands of words omitted).

She closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling violently, her jade face covered in a flush, her cool demeanor completely gone, replaced only by breathtaking charm and passion.

Yao Delong let out a low growl, like worshipping a rare treasure. Fiery kisses fell like raindrops, from her smooth forehead, tightly closed eyelids, perky nose, all the way down, tracing her swan-like jade neck, his light touch playfully landing on the soft fabric below her collarbone. Each touch was like plucking the happiest string in her heart, playing joyful notes that integrated with even stronger delight into this wonderful melody.

Leng Yuekui’s protests were roughly blocked in her throat. Yao Delong’s scorching lips, with an irresistible dominance, had already sealed her slightly parted cherry lips once more! This was no longer a Disciple’s probing, but a man’s most primal conquest of a woman!

A pure and vast, sun-furnace-like Supreme Yang Origin, mixed with Yao Delong’s domineering Divine Thought, surged like a breached flood, violently smashing open Leng Yuekui’s tightly guarded teeth and Sea of Consciousness barrier! Leng Yuekui trembled all over, her Sea of Consciousness felt as if a scorching sun had been thrown into it. Her Cold Moon Origin, which had always maintained her cool demeanor, melted in an instant under this fiery attack!

She subconsciously activated the Heaven Rank Cultivation Technique she Cultivated, attempting to resist this violent invasion. However, as soon as her power touched the Supreme Yang Origin, instead of dispelling it, it was like dry wood meeting a raging fire, instantly igniting and merging!