Chapter 176: 176 Master and Disciple, Enjoyment, and the Sorrow of Zhu Yaluan

Wei Youqing waved her hand, her eyes filled with intense curiosity, staring brightly at Pi Yalu.

Pi Yalu was startled, then looked at her Master with a strange expression.

Wasn't it just one question? With this barrage, which one should she answer first?

Her Master still suspected that she had some connection with Brother Ning...

Thinking of this, Pi Yalu immediately told everything she knew, recounting to Wei Youqing how she had met Ning Mu and everything that had happened in between.

"... If I must speak of my impression, Master, I will speak the truth: I still hold him in high regard and admiration. Brother Ning often has unexpected and brilliant ideas that always make one's eyes light up. He is gentle, and although he may seem a bit dissolute on the surface, deep down, he is a person with a great sense of justice."

"Master, he is worthy of you living together with him!"

Pi Yalu looked at Wei Youqing with a sincere expression.

Wei Youqing was startled, a hint of unnaturalness appearing in her expression. She coughed awkwardly and complained with a coy, dissatisfied pout: "There are so many women living with him; how could it ever be my turn?"

Wei Youqing pursed her lips, looking jealous.

Seeing her Master in such a state of mind, Pi Yalu could not help but be shocked.

It seems her Master has already planted deep roots of affection for Brother Ning!...

That night.

The moon was dark and the wind was high, but the scenery was uniquely beautiful.

In the second-floor master bedroom.

"Yo, has the Shitai also reached the Divine Origin Realm?"

Liu Qingmei looked at Liuli Shitai, who was being held in Ning Mu's arms, already scantily clad and with her mercy completely under his control.

Feeling a trace of her cultivation fluctuation, Liu Qingmei could not help but ask in surprise.

However, there was no jealousy, only happiness in her eyes.

With one more Divine Origin Realm expert to protect them, her husband's path to developing the Mountain Stronghold would become even smoother! "Hmph~ only you are allowed to be Divine Origin, but I am not?"

Liuli, leaning in Ning Mu's arms, could not help but moan, her face exceptionally beautiful. She rolled her eyes at Liu Qingmei and said proudly: "My cultivation was much higher than yours before, and it is the same now. Even if I am only the third, I still suppress you!"

As she spoke.

Liuli suddenly released her cultivation aura.

Although her face was flushed, she squinted at Liu Qingmei with a haughty look, her eyes full of triumph.

Liu Qingmei was stunned, then could not help but be shocked.

From the cultivation aura Liuli released, she could feel that the other's strength had already far exceeded her own! Is this the foundation after breaking through to the Half-step Divine Origin Realm! But then, she smiled sweetly, waved her hand to signal the little fox Su Youyou, who was currently sucking, to move aside, and then smiled as she stepped forward.

She knelt between Ning Mu's legs.

At the same time.

Looking at Liuli, she smiled charmingly: "It doesn't matter who suppresses whom; what matters is that we are both suppressed by our husband."

"Sister Shitai, am I right?"

Liu Qingmei looked at Liuli with a charming gaze, blinking and winking.

Meanwhile.

That slender, fair hand replaced the little fox's mouth, gripping Ning Mu's unwillingness toward fate.

A rhythmic motion.

Liuli's pretty face turned red instantly.

Especially at this moment, she was completely controlled by Ning Mu, with no freedom at all.

Ning Mu freed up one hand.

Letting Liuli's beautiful breasts take a rest.

He reached out and patted Liu Qingmei's head with satisfaction.

Liu Qingmei immediately rubbed against his palm with an expression of enjoyment, just like a little cat being petted.

And by the door in the distance.

Zhu Yaluan, who had been quietly watching this scene, was already blushing, feeling incomparably embarrassed.

This was simply too licentious and unrestrained!

Two True Person Realm martial artists, both women of peerless beauty, and one was once the Manor Mistress of Cangjian Villa, while the other was the closing disciple of the current Buddha Gate's Poluo Chanshi, the pride of the Buddha Gate.

But now.

They were like powder-and-rouge women in the mortal world, each using their own skills to compete for favor and show off their beauty just to please this little Mountain Stronghold master.

If this were to spread, who would believe it? True Person martial artists.

That was already a height unattainable by mortals!

And two such beauties, both condescending to use all their seductive arts to please a young man.

Zhu Yaluan tried hard not to think about the lewd scene before her.

Instead, she cast her gaze toward Ning Mu with extreme curiosity.

This kid, what virtue or ability does he have?

His strength is only at the Inner Profound Realm, so how did he make Liu Qingmei and Liuli Shitai, these two deep-strength, ethereal-looking, country-toppling beauties, so partial to him? Even.

This guy even secretly kept a demon fox on this second floor! That demon fox had transformed into human form but still retained the fox's tail and ears, looking extremely bewitching.

Keeping a demon.

If this were known by the righteous martial arts world, it would surely lead to another round of condemnation, or even a bloody storm, stirred up across these Three Mountains and Four Ridges!

A thought suddenly occurred to Zhu Yaluan.

Both Liu Qingmei and Liuli had only recently broken through their meditation to achieve the Divine Origin Realm.

Could it be because of this young master Ning Mu? Could this guy be the person behind the scenes that Liu Qingmei mentioned, who could create three or five Divine Origin Realm experts? Only this explanation could make sense.

After all.

Looking through history, even if there were martial artists in the True Human Realm who favored a mortal below the rank of Grandmaster, they were few and far between.

Furthermore.

It has almost never happened like this, where two True Persons would humble themselves and kneel before the same man, vying for his favor!

The more she thought about it, the more it made sense.

Thinking of this.

Zhu Yaluan's shy and embarrassed eyes could not help but brighten slightly.

Perhaps, taking the initiative to please Ning Zhaozhu is not impossible? Who knows, maybe the next person to receive a fortuitous encounter will be her? Just as she was thinking this.

At the right moment.

Liu Qingmei woke her from her reverie.

"A-Luan, A-Luan?"

"Ah, I'm here!"

Zhu Yaluan came to her senses, realized what was happening, and hurriedly responded.

"Come here!"

Liu Qingmei beckoned to her.

"You are no longer an ignorant girl who knows nothing of the world; you should know how to please and cater to your husband!"

"I don't require you to open your heart tonight, but you must ensure that your husband is satisfied with you this evening. Do you understand what I mean?"

Liu Qingmei looked at her quietly.

Zhu Yaluan's pretty face instantly flushed with a flawless red.

Yet in her heart, a deep sense of confusion and bewilderment arose.

Without opening her heart, without giving up her purity, how could she possibly satisfy Ning Zhaozhu? How could this be possible! She could not help but knit her brows slightly, feeling very confused.

Clearly.

Although she had lost her husband and had a child.

She seemed to know very little about the affairs of love between men and women.

And Liu Qingmei seemed to see through her confusion.

She immediately smoothed her brows and smiled, saying naturally: "If you don't understand, your husband will naturally guide you; you only need to let go of your resistance."

Liu Qingmei's expression became increasingly satisfied.

It seems this Zhu Yaluan is in a similar situation to her own; although she has a child, in this regard, she is not matched to her strength, and is still what her husband calls a "love novice."

Hearing this, Zhu Yaluan became even more shy.

Not knowing how to respond, she could only lower her head to look at the ground, biting her lip and nodding.

"Husband, please enjoy yourself; this concubine will go handle the stronghold affairs with Ayue!"

"Shitai, since you are now one of our own sisters, you cannot be idle in the future. You must help your husband develop and revitalize the stronghold. Come with me, and I will assign you a position and tasks."

Liu Qingmei's smile was like a flower; she first spoke to Ning Mu, then called Liuli Shitai away as well.

For the sake of the mission.

She had no choice but to leave this night to Zhu Yaluan.

As for that little demon, Liu Qingmei arched her brows, looked at her, and said: "Youyou, today you have just broken your maidenhood, so you should rest more. Also, tell me more about your sister and aunt's situation; perhaps I can help you find them and introduce you to the husband's other wives so there won't be any shocks or clashes. From now on, stay here peacefully and be a good pet to your husband."

Speaking to the end, there was a hint of warning in Liu Qingmei's tone, telling Su Youyou not to harbor any improper intentions.

"Yes~ Mistress~"

Su Youyou immediately spat out the master's foreign object.

Her face was delicate and charming, her fox-like eyes flowing with a hint of reluctance, but she still knelt piously on the ground to answer. Next.

The three beautiful women, each with different charms, one a demon and two human, yet all possessing beauty that could topple kingdoms, draped themselves in silk-like robes and then drifted away gracefully.

Soon.

In Ning Mu's master bedroom, only Ning Mu and Zhu Yaluan remained.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the room became strangely quiet.

Zhu Yaluan secretly raised her head and glanced at him sitting high on the grand armchair, wearing only a bathrobe, revealing his sturdy physique and that giant pillar that signified his status as a man.

Instantly.

She lowered her head again, feeling restrained and flustered.

Although it was awkward just now.

At least, besides herself and Ning Zhaozhu, there were Liu Qingmei, Liuli, and the others in the room.

Now that Liu Qingmei and the others had left.

Only the two of them were left alone.

How could she not be embarrassed? At this moment.

She saw Ning Mu stand up with a face full of smiles, walk to the table to sit down, and then pick up the kettle, preparing to pour himself some water.

Zhu Yaluan had a flash of inspiration, thinking of Liu Qingmei's words.

Although she didn't understand how to fawn.

She did know how to please him.

Immediately.

She hurriedly walked over, cleared her throat, and then revealed an awkward but polite smile, saying in a soft, gentle voice: "Ning Zhaozhu, let this concubine do it!"

As she spoke, she reached out her slender, white, soft hands and took the kettle from Ning Mu's hand.

Ning Mu looked at her with a smile and did not refuse, letting her take the kettle.

Following the sparkling line of water, it flowed out from the spout and splashed into the teacup with a *splash*.

Zhu Yaluan also seemed to have adjusted her mental state during this period.

At this moment, her style of dress had also undergone a considerable change.

It was no longer as dashing and capable as before, but instead filled with a mature, charming grace.

It was not that she had volunteered for it.

Rather, it was because Liu Qingmei had spoken first.

To enter this second floor and become a member of the boudoir.

Then one must wear designated clothing and accessories; even the hairstyle was regulated.

Zhu Yaluan was currently wearing a semi-transparent light gauze dress, identical to the ones previously worn by Liu Qingmei, Liuli, and the others.

This gauze was as thin as a cicada's wing, with a soft, light, and translucent texture.

It was extremely comfortable to wear on the body; not only was there no sense of weight, but it clung to the skin with a cooling sensation, which was extremely comfortable in this summer night.

But the only downside was.

This clothing could only be worn in private and could not be worn out.

Because it was truly too translucent! Rather than calling it clothing, it was better to say it was merely a prop to facilitate the pleasures of the boudoir.

Moreover, her attire was no different from that of Liu Qingmei.

Apart from the thin gauze dress, there was nothing else underneath.

This was also the rule of the second floor.

It was said that Ning Zhaozhu had a strong addiction, making it convenient for him to take pleasure on the spot, anytime and anywhere.

Zhu Yaluan was nervous and jittery, no longer possessing the dashing air of a Stronghold Master, appearing just like a young girl waiting in her boudoir who had not seen people for a long time.

Delicate and timid.

Soft and gentle.

"Ning Zhaozhu, please have some tea."

Zhu Yaluan was seen setting down the teapot, then raising the teacup with both hands, offering it to Ning Mu.

Ning Mu smiled, his brows relaxing.

He directly grasped Zhu Yaluan's hand instead of the teacup.

"Does Stronghold Master Zhu want me to enjoy the tea first, or enjoy you first?"

A faint, teasing smile hung on the corners of Ning Mu's mouth as he looked at Zhu Yaluan, whose face was flushed red and charming, with traces of shyness and embarrassment mixed between her brows.

While speaking.

His hands did not stop, but instead played with and caressed the slender, fair hand that was holding the teacup.

"Mm~"

Zhu Yaluan's beautiful body trembled suddenly.

Her pair of beautiful eyes, which should have been filled with heroic spirit, were also quickly infused with a pool of clear spring water; though translucent, they were also filled with allure.

Facing Ning Mu's verbal teasing and the warmth and strange sensation coming from the back of her hand.

Zhu Yaluan felt incomparably nervous in her heart.

Never had any man, like Ning Zhaozhu, looked at her with such intensity in his eyes.

It was as if he were about to crush her completely.

This was her first time experiencing what it felt like for a woman to be stared at by a man in such a way.

Despite being nervous and shy.

But it could not be denied that this feeling was wonderful!

She pursed her lips without a word, only slightly extending her hands forward to bring the tea to Ning Mu's lips.

Ning Mu could not help but smile.

He immediately followed the flow, lowered his head, and took a light sip.

But at the same time, he suddenly let go of her hand and moved behind her.

Slap! In an instant.

Zhu Yaluan's body trembled violently, and her gaze flowed with a bit of tenderness, but more of it was a look of shy annoyance.

Flesh rippled.

She felt that ever since her husband passed away, her buttocks, which had never been touched by anyone, were suddenly like a bird in heat under Ning Zhaozhu's palm.

"Wu~"

Zhu Yaluan could not help but let out a soft moan, her eyes like water.

She had thought that this fellow would just hit her once and be done with it.

But then Zhu Yaluan realized that she had completely overthought it.

She hadn't refused him at the beginning.

Now it was too late.

These buttocks were like a drum in his hands.

Beating, tapping, kneading, and flicking.

He was playing with them as if they were a flower.

Zhu Yaluan trembled so much that she couldn't even hold the teacup steady; she hurriedly placed the cup on the table, then, with a face red as blood, looked down at Ning Mu and said shamefully in a soft voice: "Wu~ Ning, ah, Ning Zhaozhu, enough, enough!"

Ning Mu raised his eyes and smiled.

Then, one hand directly wrapped around her waist and pulled her into his embrace.

As Zhu Yaluan sat on his lap.

Ning Mu then chuckled and shifted the hand that had been behind her buttocks to a new position.

He frivolously lifted her chin, forcing her to look him in the eye, and teased, "What is enough?"

Zhu Yaluan shook her head, her face looking as if it could drip water, and sighed, "Ning Zhaozhu, this is too shameful!"

"In the past, my late husband and I lived in mutual respect, and our intimate relations were always restrained; we never engaged in the various, various lively and interesting ways that you and your wives do, Ning Zhaozhu. I am sorry, I truly cannot do it!"

As she spoke.

Zhu Yaluan could not bear the shame in her heart and pushed her hands against Ning Mu's chest, trying to struggle and get up.

But.

Her soft, supple, and slender waist was held fast by Ning Mu.

She wanted to break free, but she could not move at all.

"Ning Zhaozhu..."

Zhu Yaluan called out softly.

But Ning Mu remained unmoved, only looking at her with a faint smile, and said calmly, "Stronghold Master Zhu, did you intentionally bring up your husband to make me retreat in the face of difficulty?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yaluan's heart tightened instantly.

She indeed harbored such a thought.

Men, after all, always harbor deep resentment regarding a woman's first time, and they loathe the idea of the women around them having had relations with other men.

(End of chapter)