A Cunning Pervert in the Cultivation World

“I’m back, Madam”

Li Feng’s voice was low and gentle, that seem quite at odds with the suffocating Spiritual Pressure still crushing everyone else in the room.

The moment she heard his voice, Wei Meilin mature and enchanting face softened instantly.

The cold and calculating Matriarch from moments ago vanished without a trace, replaced by a woman who looked both obedient and shamelessly affectionate.

She leaned back languidly against his broad chest, pressing her voluptuous body comfortably into him.

Her full, soft breasts pressed against his torso as she tilted her head slightly, allowing his fingers to gently caress her smooth, soft cheek.

“Welcome back, Master~” Wei Meilin replied softly, her voice sweet and coquettish, carrying a hint of delight.

Then, as if remembering her grievance, she pointed dramatically at the group pinned helplessly on the floor.

“You came at the perfect time…” Her tone turned pitiful. “These people were just about to ’escort’ me back to the mansion.”

Wei Meilin shed a single clear tear, her voice trembling weakly as she sobbed.

“…And they even planned to do unspeakable things to me, Master!”

Even while acting like a tragic beauty who had narrowly escaped violation, the corners of her purple eyes curved into beautiful crescents.

A clear glint of mischief and satisfaction shone in her gaze as she spoke in that coy, overly dramatic manner… as she was clearly enjoying the dramatic reversal of the situation.

Seeing the provocative, mocking look in Wei Meilin’s eyes, Wei Zhong’s face twisted with fury.

“You slu—!”

BANG!

Before he could finish, an invisible force slammed his face violently into the floor, shattering several of his teeth.

Blood immediately stained the ground beneath him.

Li Feng had already heard most of their conversation while approaching the room.

His expression remained calm, yet a dangerous glint flickered deep in his eyes.

But before dealing with these insignificant pests, he wanted to properly appreciate this Envoy of his, who seemed to have grown even more ripe and alluring during their short time apart.

His hand slid slowly from her soft cheek down to her slender neck, then moved lower with clear possessiveness, resting just above the tightly stretched fabric of her green qipao.

The luxurious dress clung desperately to her massive breasts and the buttons straining as if they might burst at any moment due to how tight it was.

Without the slightest hesitation or care for the dying men on the floor, Li Feng began unbuttoning the top of her qipao.

Tick.

Tick.

Tick.

He popped open several buttons, creating a generous opening without revealing all of her bare breasts.

The soft white fur shawl shifted as the fabric parted, revealing a deep pale cleavage and the upper swell of her heavy, ripe breasts.

With a casual movement, he slipped his rough palm inside the opening and boldly grope one of her soft, elastic breasts.

“Mhmm~ Master~”

Wei Meilin’s beautiful purple eyes were filled with intoxicating charm and lust as she let out a soft, seductive moan.

Her mature, voluptuous body trembled slightly in his lap as the clear outline of Li Feng’s strong hand could be seen against the thin fabric of her qipao from outside.

He openly squeezed and played with her heavy breast, his fingers sinking deep into the soft, elastic flesh beneath the robe as he began to kneading and molding it roughly.

Even as she moaned sweetly, Wei Meilin made no attempt to stop him.

Instead, she arched her back sensually, shamelessly pushing her chest further into his greedy hand, offering her ripe, alluring body to her Master right in front of the men on the floor.

Li Feng smiled in satisfaction, thoroughly enjoying the heavenly softness of Wei Meilin’s breast in his palm.

His thumb continued to lazily brush and tease her hardened pink beads, drawing another quiet, sultry moan from her lips.

On the floor, Wei Zhong’s eyes were bloodshot, burning with a toxic mix of rage, envy, and utter despair.

He was forced to watch helplessly as the woman he had lusted after for so long was being fondled so casually and intimately by Li Feng right in front of him once again.

Every moan of Wei Meilin made his blood boil with humiliation, yet the crushing Spiritual Pressure kept him pinned to the ground like an insect, unable to even scream properly.

The three cloaked men fared no better.

Their faces turned deathly pale as they realized the dire situation… especially the fact that the alchemist Li Feng had already broken through to Foundation Establishment.

“…I didn’t expect there would be so many bold fools who dare to kidnap someone in broad daylight.”

Li Feng said calmly.

“…And my woman, no less. It seems I need to remind everyone exactly who this body belongs to.”

As he spoke, he gave Wei Meilin’s full breast a much firmer squeeze, his fingers digging deeply into the soft, overflowing flesh.

“Ah~!”

Wei Meilin gasped sharply, her face flushing a lovely shade of pink.

Her thighs pressed together instinctively as a wave of heat flooded her body.

“Yes~ Master…”

Wei Meilin breathed softly, her voice already turning breathy and seductive. “I was so scared… My slutty body that I’ve been carefully maintaining just for you was almost defiled by others~”

She let out a pitiful sob, her tone dramatically aggrieved. “Boo hoo… Please seek justice for this one, Master~”

Her words were deliberately provocative and spoken loud enough for every man on the floor to hear clearly.

Hearing this, Li Feng’s lips curled into a faint, cold smirk.

While still leisurely enjoying the addictive softness of Wei Meilin’s full breast, he finally looked down at the figures pinned helplessly on the floor and asked in a casual tone.

“I see. May I know what exactly was your intention when you tried to trouble my Madam Wei?”

Hearing his question and seeing how obediently Wei Meilin lay in Li Feng’s arms while allowing herself to be fondled so shamelessly, the cloaked figures realized this matter was no longer simple.

After a brief silence, the leader among the three cloaked men forced a wry smile onto his face.

“Alchemist Li, there seems to be a misunderstanding…” he said smoothly. “We only wanted to escort Madam Wei back to the family mansion due to an emergency family matter. We didn’t know she was waiting for you. So we apologize for the offense.”

The man was quite clever.

He had quickly twisted the narrative back into a “misunderstanding” and even offered Li Feng a convenient way out.

He believed Li Feng wouldn’t dare kill them on the spot.

…Because if Li Feng truly wanted to, he would have done so already.

And his guess was mostly correct.

Li Feng truly had no intention of killing them here.

Doing so would mean openly opposing the sect.

While the sect might not cripple a genius like him over these worthless people, it would certainly make his position within the sect awkward and troublesome.

He had no desire to sour his relationship with the sect because of some small fries.

Besides… he could always kill them later once they left the city.

Li Feng smiled faintly as he noticed how slippery and quick-witted the leader was.

However, he had no intention of letting them off so easily.

After secretly sending a message to Yue Lan, Li Feng relaxed.

With a dramatic sigh, he finally withdrew his hand from inside Wei Meilin’s tight qipao.

Her soft, heavy breast reluctantly slipped out of his palm and jiggling slightly from the motion.

Smack!

Li Feng gave her plump round rear a firm slap through the thin fabric of her dress.

The crisp sound echoed loudly in the silent room, causing her juicy buttocks to ripple visibly.

“Go under the table,” Li Feng commanded casually.

Hearing his command, Wei Meilin blinked once, then a seductive, knowing smile bloomed on her beautiful mature face.

Her purple eyes sparkled with excitement and eager obedience.

“Yes, Master~”

She gracefully slid off his lap.

The moment her feet touched the ground, she slowly lowered herself onto her knees.

Without the slightest shame, the once proud and icy Matriarch of the Wei Family crawled on all fours toward the inner part of the large desk like a dog.

Her voluptuous body swayed sensually with every movement.

The high slits of her green qipao reveal up dangerously high, revealing the smooth flawless skin of her tone fleshly thighs and the tempting lower curve of her plump peach.

The four men on the floor watched in utter disbelief.

The once cold, aloof Matriarch… a woman who had always carried herself with dignity and icy authority was now crawling obediently on all fours like a well trained pet.

Her heavy breasts swayed sensually beneath her partially unbuttoned qipao as she gracefully disappeared under the large desk.

Li Feng stood up casually and followed her from behind.

He pulled out the luxurious chair that Wei Meilin usually sat on and sat down comfortably on it,

Then spreading his legs wide beneath the spacious desk and Wei Meilin was already waiting there on her knees, looking up at him with bright eager purple eyes full of anticipation.