Chapter 118
On the way to the Back Mountain’s Demon-Sealing Pagoda, Duanmu Yao walked while lightly tapping her forehead.
She couldn’t help but mutter under her breath, her delicate face filled with confusion.
“Strange, why have I been sleeping so much lately?”
Many times, she had intended to go to her father, only to inexplicably doze off during the day—waking up the next morning. How bizarre.
“Mother still isn’t here… Did she go bathing again?”
Remembering how empty the cave abode had been when she woke up, Duanmu Yao pondered.
“Come to think of it, Mother’s face is always flushed when she returns.”
She claimed it was from soaking in the hot springs, but that didn’t seem quite right. Duanmu Yao had once checked the springs herself and hadn’t found the water particularly hot—certainly not as scalding as the rod’s injections.
So… was Mother taking care of herself in there every time?
No wonder she always went at night.
Duanmu Yao’s thoughts took a wild leap, convinced she had uncovered the truth.
But this couldn’t go on forever!
If things continued like this, maybe she should just beg her father to take her in?
Duanmu Yao pressed her cherry lips together.
Even though Mother had given birth to her, her beauty remained stunning—enough to topple cities. Even Duanmu Yao herself felt a twinge of envy, let alone that perfectly mature body!
She clenched her small fists. If only she hadn’t shrunk and could grow such a flawless figure instead!
With her unique constitution, she could definitely endure even more rod injections!
Duanmu Yao lost herself in the fantasy…
…
Before she knew it, she had arrived at the Demon-Sealing Pagoda.
Duanmu Yao took out her identity token and easily opened the door.
This token was the same as the ones given to the top three in the Inner Disciple Competition, but its special energy signature never faded, and it had no time limit.
For three days straight, I’ve been oversleeping…
Riding the jade disc elevator, Duanmu Yao hummed a cheerful tune.
Finally, I can spend some time with Father today.
Five years!
She made a silent vow—within five years, she would surpass her mother in cultivation.
Then, she’d introduce her to Father properly. Everyone would be happy!
Soon, the disc reached the third-to-last floor.
Duanmu Yao glanced inside and saw Li Yiya sitting cross-legged in meditation.
She couldn’t help but roll her eyes. This flirt actually didn’t go bother Father today?
How rare.
The disc rose steadily, and within seconds, it reached the top floor.
But before Duanmu Yao could step out, she heard a series of shamelessly seductive moans—so lewd they made her ears burn.
She froze for a moment before flames of fury erupted in her eyes.
That little bitch Li Yiya! She’s seducing him aga—
Then, realization struck.
Wait… Didn’t I just see Li Yiya downstairs?
Then who’s in there?!
Master?
No—the voice lacked her usual cool detachment.
Besides, Master had been busy lately with resource negotiations with the Great Xia Dynasty and didn’t have much free time.
The Grand Elder?
No, that wasn’t it either.
The voice would’ve been even more wanton.
Besides, the Grand Elder had only recently broken through to the Nascent Soul stage and had been sent out—like the other senior and junior sisters—on a forced journey to spread the sect’s reputation.
Duanmu Yao had only escaped the same fate because of her special status (and her outwardly Golden Core-level strength).
Elder Ji?
Impossible. She always sounded like a mewling kitten.
As for the seven Outer Sect Elders, the Sect Master had ordered them to focus on intensive training through hands-on guidance. They’d been too busy—Duanmu Yao hadn’t run into them in ages.
Her expression turned serious as she listened carefully. The voice sounded familiar, but she couldn’t place it right away.
So, she quietly used her spiritual energy to muffle the wind chimes and tiptoed inside.
Let’s see who it really is!
…
On the enormous round bed, Tantai Yuruo was riding the storm.
Strands of hair clung to her flushed cheeks, and her long, cascading locks swayed with each movement.
Her eyebrows, usually arched like distant mountains, were now completely relaxed, and the blush at the corners of her eyes rippled with waves of desire.
“A-Ah, Senior… I’m… climbing the peak!”
Her voice came in broken gasps as her chest swayed in a natural, rhythmic motion.
Ning Chen’s lips twitched. Climbing the peak? More like ‘charging into the heavens’!
He didn’t respond, merely watching with amusement. Though his gaze seemed fixed on the curve of her waist, he was actually looking toward the circular hallway’s corner.
Tantai Yuruo was completely lost in the moment—until, in her daze, she caught sight of a figure standing at the turn of the hallway.
The unmistakable white-and-gold dress, the twin buns on either side of her head, her petite frame and exquisite face…
Tantai Yuruo knew her far too well.
She stiffened for a second before—
“A-AHHHHH!!!”
A scream filled with intense pleasure tore through the air.
Tantai Yuruo threw her head back as two streams of spiritual essence arced beautifully through the air.
Her water world had been ready to unleash a high-pressure jet, but it was forcibly blocked—leaving her in an extremely peculiar state of reaching the heavens.
The sudden stimulation had been several times more intense than usual—but this was not how she wanted it!
Completely drained, Tantai Yuruo collapsed limply, unable to even twitch.
Her entire body burned red like a boiled crab.
Covering her face with one hand, she chose the ostrich strategy—pretending that if she couldn’t see her daughter, her daughter couldn’t see her.
Yet, she kept muttering, “A-Yao, don’t look! Don’t look!!!”
How did this happen?!
She had tripled the dose of the Immortal’s Slumber incense!
How did A-Yao wake up so soon?!
A chill ran down Tiantai Yuruo’s spine as if she’d been plunged into an icy abyss.
Her worst fear had come true!
She wanted to jump up and explain immediately, but the fire ignited in her body couldn’t be extinguished so easily.
In fact, it was still shamelessly squirming on its own.
Tantai Yuruo was utterly despondent.
She didn’t dare look at the disgusted, trash-like expression her daughter must be giving her!
…
“M-Mother?!” Duanmu Yao’s eyes widened in shock.
Her elegant, noble mother was actually riding the Soul-Devouring Spear with such wild abandon!
And her skillful movements made it clear this wasn’t her first time.
After the initial shock wore off, rage surged through Duanmu Yao’s heart.
Her face flushed crimson, her beautiful eyes blazing.
Her petite body trembled with barely contained fury.
…
Ning Chen leaned back, thoroughly entertained as he watched the loving mother-daughter duo face off.
Just moments ago, he had even given an extra rod injection to ensure Tantai Yuruo reached her peak.
He loved drama.
The messier, the better.
…
Seeing Duanmu Yao looking like a volcano about to erupt, Tantai Yuruo panicked.
Her lips moved, her face rapidly paling as she forced out a hoarse whisper, “A-A-Yao, let Mother explain… It’s not what you th—”
But before she could finish, Duanmu Yao screamed in outrage.
“AAAAAH! MOTHER!! YOU WERE SNEAKING AROUND BEHIND MY BACK!!!”
Silence.
For a brief moment, the room was dead quiet.
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