[The Path of Lust Can Also Be a Path to Immortality] (Chapter Eleven)

Author 　　: Liudaomu, 　　April
6 　　, 　　2017 　　First
Published
********** 　　... 　　At this moment, Mu Ya plunged into the bottomless depths of the spirit pool. As she turned and kicked her way down 　　, a pair of long, snow-white legs and a fleeting glimpse of her shapely, full buttocks briefly appeared above the surface before 　　disappearing beneath the water. The next instant, a stunningly beautiful, snow-white 　　figure leaped out of the water. Having washed away the trace of impurity secreted during the marrow cleansing process of forming her Golden Core, Mu Ya's 　　skin became even more snow-white and radiant, like solidified jade. (Once a cultivator enters the Golden Core realm, having washed away 　　the mortal body, their body completely detaches from the physical form and becomes a spiritual body.) 　　Although Mu Ya frolicked freely in the spirit pool, she still maintained the vigilance expected of a female cultivator. Although her disciple 　　Zixue was guarding the path from a distance, Mu Ya was still somewhat uneasy, fearing that some reckless male 　　cultivators from her sect might intrude around the spirit pool and see her naked body, which had never been seen by a man before. Therefore, she 　　unleashed the immensely powerful divine sense of a Core Formation cultivator, scanning everything within a few hundred feet for any anomalies. 　　In fact, Mu Ya had already detected the little monkey with her powerful divine sense the moment it evaded Zixue and crossed the small hill. 　　However, upon realizing it was just a small wild monkey scurrying through the forest, Mu Ya no longer paid it much attention 　　. After all, her concern was only about male cultivators spying, and a small monkey in nature was as 　　insignificant as an ant in the eyes of a Core Formation cultivator; she certainly wouldn't waste her mental energy on it. From then on, she only 　　used her divine sense to scan the little silver monkey's movements periodically. 　　After the little monkey greedily sniffed and sucked at Mu Ya's discarded underpants and bra, carefully storing them in its storage bag 　　, it rushed towards the spirit pool again, which aroused Mu Ya's vigilance. However, after carefully scanning the little 　　monkey with her divine sense, she found that it was just a small baby monkey, with shiny silver fur that was cute and showed no hostility whatsoever. 　　"Perhaps this little monkey often comes to play in this pool? Perhaps I am the intruder 　　?" Mu Ya thought to herself, and stopped worrying about the little monkey's intrusion. She thought that the spirit pool was so large that everyone should stay 　　out of it, and as a Core Formation cultivator, she would not bully a cute little creature. 　　But a few breaths later, Mu Ya sensed something was wrong: the little monkey seemed to be coming for her. The monkey, swimming in this vast 　　spiritual pool, was heading straight towards her. Mu Ya was now curious: "Isn't a 　　little wild monkey from the jungle afraid of cultivators? What's it doing swimming over here? Does it want to beg for wild fruit?" 　　Mu Ya stopped swimming and turned to carefully observe the 　　small monkey, its tiny silver-white head barely visible, slowly approaching. 　　Soon, the little monkey drew near, stopping about ten feet away, too afraid to 　　move forward. Mu Ya saw its little head nodding repeatedly, its little nose sniffing intently in her direction 　　, its large, bright eyes filled with both eagerness and fear. It seemed intimidated 　　by the oppressive aura emanating from the Core Formation cultivator, wanting to approach Mu Ya but hesitant to do so. 　　"Huh? I didn't expect this little monkey to be so cute?" Mu Ya 　　couldn't help but chuckle at the monkey's contradictory expression. She had only used her divine sense to examine the monkey before, and divine sense, after all, couldn't 　　see as clearly as the eyes. The little monkey did look quite endearing. 　　Although Mu Ya was indeed a Core Formation cultivator, she was also a woman, and the innate female instinct to love cute animals 　　was also present in her. In any case, she was completely powerless against this clever and adorable silver-white little monkey. 　　Mu Ya decisively removed the oppressive aura surrounding her, stretched out a pair of lotus-root-like snow-white arms, 　　and smiled gently at the little silver monkey with her dimples, saying, "Alright, little monkey, dare to come over like this?" 　　The little monkey was a fearless spirit beast, and once Mu Ya removed the intimidating 　　aura of a Core Formation cultivator, what did it have to fear? It squeaked twice and excitedly swam towards Mu Ya. In just a few breaths 　　, it swam to Mu Ya's side. Not wanting to be caught by her hands, it tried 　　to swim around her snow-white arms towards her bare shoulder, which was half-exposed in the water. 　　How could Mu Ya let it succeed? She grabbed it and held it in her hands, examining it curiously and carefully 　　. The little monkey completely changed its demeanor in front of Mu Ya, no longer as arrogant as it was in front of Shou'er, but instead appearing 　　docile and pitiful. 　　"What an adorable little guy! Why aren't you shy? Huh? This is…" Mu Ya suddenly noticed 　　the drab gray storage bag tied to the little monkey's waist, bearing the Dao Shen Sect's insignia. This was 　　the lowest-grade storage bag issued by the Dao Shen Sect specifically to its outer disciples. 　　Mu Ya frowned slightly as she looked at the drab gray storage bag. "Could this little monkey not be a wild monkey? Or is it 　　the spirit beast of one of our disciples?" 　　Thinking of this possibility, Mu Ya quickly submerged her naked body slightly into the water, leaving only her beautiful 　　head above the surface. She then released her powerful Core Formation cultivator's divine sense, scanning the direction the little silver monkey had come from. She was worried that 　　its owner had followed it into the vicinity of this spirit pool. 　　One mile, three miles, five miles, seven miles, ten miles. Even after scanning to the edge of the Dao Shen Sect's main peak, she 　　found no trace of other cultivators. It seemed this little monkey had no owner. 　　"Huh? Strange. Could it be that this storage bag wasn't given to it by a disciple of our sect? Or did it 　　steal it while one of our outer disciples was bathing in this pool?" Mu Ya couldn't help but wonder. 　　Mu Ya reached out and stroked the little silver monkey's head, then pointed to the storage bag at its waist and smiled sweetly, asking:

"Little monkey, you don't look like you have an owner. Did you
steal this storage bag from someone while they were bathing in the spirit pool?"
Although the little monkey had awakened its intelligence, it was still limited in its understanding. It couldn't understand much of the more complex human speech,
but it was good at reading people's expressions to guess the general meaning. When it saw Mu Ya asking it a question with a smile, it thought she was praising it,
so it nodded happily and repeatedly.
"Hehe, so you really are a little thief. You're not allowed to steal anything again, understand?" Mu Ya
said with a coquettish smile.
How could the little monkey understand? It still nodded repeatedly with a silly grin.
"Yes, that's a good boy." Seeing the little monkey nodding obediently, Mu Ya was satisfied and hugged it in her bare,
full arms, stroking its little head with her soft, delicate hands, showing it great affection.
"Ah, you... what are you doing?" But the next moment, Mu Ya cried out in surprise, her face flushed.
Just as Mu Ya was holding the little monkey in her naked arms, it seemed to be stimulated
. Its little nose sniffed briefly before it suddenly opened its arms and tightly embraced Mu Ya's left breast, a high, firm
peak. Suddenly, it opened its small mouth and accurately sucked on the tender pink
nipple at the tip of Mu Ya's left breast, sucking hard.
A strange sensation, unlike anything she had ever experienced before, suddenly shot from Mu Ya's pink nipple to her heart, causing her to tremble
. The feeling of having her delicate nipple sucked was so strange—itchy, tingling, and numb. Mu Ya's tender breasts
had always been guarded, never touched by any other creature, let alone licked and sucked so wantonly by the little monkey
. This was the first time such a sensitive area had been so brazenly licked and sucked. She felt as if the soft nipple
was tightly connected to her heart. The moment it was suckled, her heart reacted strongly
, a strange throbbing causing it to contract sharply and pound wildly. Although Mu Ya
was already a Core Formation cultivator, this sudden change still made her blush and her heart race. Just as Mu Ya
was about to react, she looked down at the little silver monkey lying in her arms. Its eyes were tightly closed, and
it seemed anxious as it passionately suckled at her breast. Seeing it sucking harder and harder, its expression growing increasingly
anxious, she immediately understood: the little silver monkey seemed to be searching for
a breast with milk to nurse it. It was clear that it desperately wanted to drink mother's milk.
"Alas, poor little monkey, it seems it was separated from its mother's embrace when it was very, very young, hasn't it?
It must have been a very, very long time since it drank its mother's milk. How pitiful..." Mu Ya
sighed, looking at the little silver monkey who was becoming impatient, vigorously kneading and squeezing her full breasts because it hadn't been able to drink the expected breast milk.
Although Mu Ya was resolute in her cultivation, she was exceptionally kind and gentle in her dealings with others, as
evidenced by the fact that her three female disciples were not afraid of her. Even her youngest disciple, Zi Xue, who had only been a disciple for a little over two years, had already seen
through her kind and gentle nature and was beginning to follow in the footsteps of her two senior sisters, gradually no longer taking Mu Ya's reprimands
to heart. It was precisely because of this kind heart that Mu Ya couldn't bear to see the little silver monkey's anxious appearance of not being able to drink its mother's milk. Perhaps
it was the innate maternal instinct, but when she saw the poor little monkey, Mu Ya no longer cared about
the shame of her tender breasts being suckled, but was genuinely worried for the little monkey. Her mind raced, trying to find a way to fulfill the little monkey's dream.
Suddenly, an idea struck her: she circulated her liquefied true essence, which slowly overflowed from the tender pink bud of her left breast
. The little monkey suddenly felt a liquid that melted instantly in its mouth flowing from the delicate nipple it was suckling. This liquid "poof"
dissolved into streams of exceptionally pure spiritual energy. The little monkey immediately perked up. Was this
the hazy feeling it had when it was first born, suckling its mother's milk? However, this "mother's milk" seemed to be
much more spiritually concentrated than it remembered. It could be said that this was the purest spiritual liquid the little monkey had ever tasted in its life.
It even surpassed the energy contained in the liquid from that level four silver snake egg. After all, the liquid from a level four silver snake egg was only equivalent to
the essence of a Foundation Establishment cultivator, while Mu Ya was a Core Formation cultivator, her realm far superior.
How could her own liquid true essence compare to that of a level four silver snake egg, which was equivalent to that of a Foundation Establishment cultivator?
Spirit beasts have their own path of cultivation. Sensing the rarity of this "mother's milk," the little monkey greedily
suckled, unconsciously entering a state of cultivation and refinement.
Mu Ya, watching the little monkey in her arms clinging tightly to her breasts with its tiny paws, greedily sucking on her tender
nipples, looked utterly content. She was speechless: she, a dignified Core Formation cultivator,
was completely helpless against this fearless little rascal. Should she stop it from suckling? Its
pitiful expression broke Mu Ya's heart. But should she let it lick? And even then, it wouldn't stay still,
squeezing her tender breasts with its little paws, looking utterly smug and deserving of a beating.
When had she ever allowed anyone to touch such a sensitive area so intimately? A strange, inexplicable feeling welled up within Mu Ya
. If the many male cultivators in Yiyang County who admired Muya were to witness this scene,
they would probably all vomit blood, wouldn't they?
The little lecherous monkey had been sucking on Muya's round, full breasts for over half an hour without showing any
sign of stopping. Although Muya was somewhat reluctant to interrupt it, she hesitated, thinking of her disciple Zixue who had been guarding her at the path for half a day
. In the end, she decided to stop the greedy little monkey's "sizzling" demands and
planned to take it back to her cave to satisfy its cravings later.
The little monkey was lifted from Mu Ya's arms. She solemnly said to it, "Little monkey, come back to my cave with me, okay?
You're just an unwanted wild monkey anyway, what do you say?"
The little monkey, suddenly interrupted from its blissful absorption of pure liquid true essence, was still dazed and confused.
Seeing Mu Ya lift it up and speak to it, it only knew that if this beautiful woman with a maternal aura
nodded, it would definitely benefit. So, as before, it nodded repeatedly ingratiatingly.
"Hmm, not bad. You little monkey have a conscience after all. It wasn't for nothing that I fed you for so long. Come on,
I'll get dressed and take you back to my cave. You'd better be obedient from now on..." Mu Ya
was delighted to see the little silver monkey nodding obediently. The long path of cultivation was tedious and lonely; if only she could have such an obedient monkey in the future...
With the clever and adorable little monkey by her side, how much color
and joy would it add to her otherwise black and white cultivation journey?
Mu Ya leaped into the air, carrying the little monkey, and
landed lightly behind a smooth boulder on the edge of the pool. She used a spell to dry herself and the little monkey, placing it on the flat stone.
The little monkey seemed reluctant to leave, reaching out its two tiny hands eagerly to grab Mu Ya. Mu Ya affectionately stroked its little
head, saying, "Good boy, wait until I've changed my clothes before I hold you, okay?"
Mu Ya took out a brand new snow-white dress from her storage ring, intending to change into it. (Mu Ya was naturally cleansed.
The white dress she wore during her seclusion had become stained with impurities from the cleansing process of forming her core, and the smell was unbearable for her. That's why she traveled all the way to the cold pool to bathe; 　　she never intended to wear
that tainted dress again.) 　　As soon as Mu Ya carried the little monkey out of the spirit pool, its incredibly sensitive nose immediately detected 　　a familiar yet inexplicably exciting scent. It was the same scent it had smelled on Mu Ya's discarded underpants by the pool. 　　Although the scent had faded considerably, its exceptional sense of smell detected it as soon as it 　　emerged from the water. In the pool, it could only smell the maternal scent of Mu Ya's exposed, full breasts, and 　　the scent that had once thrilled it had been temporarily forgotten. Now, smelling that alluring aroma again 　　, how could it possibly give up its search? Curious, it sniffed intently, trying to find 　　the source of the alluring scent. 　　While being held in Muya's arms and flying through the air, the little monkey had already determined: the scent originated from Muya's lower 　　body. Specifically, it was between the beautiful human's two snow-white legs. Because it was being held and couldn't move 　　, it couldn't clearly see the appearance of the source of the scent. But when Muya placed it on the smooth stone surface 　　, and she took off her clothes to change, the little monkey immediately saw Muya's naked body and instantly found 　　the source of the captivating scent: between Muya's two long, beautiful legs, a large, white, 　　plump, soft mound of flesh, like a steamed bun, with a small, pink slit below. 　　The little monkey was certain: the intoxicating scent was 　　emanating from that small, pink slit beneath that snow-white, plump mound of flesh. 　　When the little monkey first saw the pinkish slit beneath the fleshy mound between Mu Ya's legs, it was completely bewildered. It 　　had seen Liu Shou'er's lower body, with whom it spent every day, and it didn't look like this. Shou'er's lower body clearly 　　resembled its own, a fleshy rod with a fleshy sac underneath. It had always thought 　　all humans looked like this, somewhat similar to itself. But how could this human look 　　so different from Shou'er? Was she not human? Or perhaps a different kind of human than Shou'er? No matter how hard the little monkey, 　　a mere two-year-old spirit beast, racked its brains, it couldn't understand what was going on. 　　However, when that alluring scent that intoxicated it once again wafted into its little nose, it completely forgot about 　　the differences between Mu Ya and Shou'er that had been troubling it. It only faced Mu Ya, who was busy changing her clothes. 　　After smelling that scent for a short while, the previously limp penis in its lower body quickly became thick and swollen. The 　　bright red, swollen glans broke through the foreskin, revealing its tender, red head. 　　A sticky, unidentified fluid had already seeped from the urethral opening. 　　"Squeak, squeak!" The little lewd monkey excitedly raised its head and hissed twice before jumping off the large rock, its thick, long, 　　red, trembling penis thrusting towards Mu Ya, who had turned her back to change into her new clothes… 　　[To be continued]

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