A Cunning Pervert in the Cultivation World

After some time had passed, the golden light of Soul Purification had grown significantly brighter and more stable inside the wooden house.

Currently, inside the room, the lewd sound of wet colliding flesh echoed continuously.

Plap...!

Plap...!

Plap...!

On the large spiritual silk bed, Li Feng moved his waist with a lewd, satisfied smile.

He had pulled both of Purple Death’s delicate hands behind her back, holding her wrists firmly with one hand like reins, while his other hand gripped her wide hip.

Below him, Purple Death was on all fours, her upper body lowered onto the bed with her face pressed sideways against the sheets.

Her short black hair was messy and damp with sweat, sticking to her flushed cheeks.

Her full breasts were squished against the mattress, swaying heavily with every powerful thrust from behind.

”Ah...! Hnng~! You... bastard...!”

Her voice came out in broken, shaky gasps.

Her vertical slit pupils were half-lidded, a mix of lingering rage and unwilling pleasure swirling in her eyes.

Every deep thrust made her body jolt forward, her plump peach rippling beautifully against Li Feng’s hips as he drove into her from behind.

Li Feng’s thick length plunged repeatedly into her tight, scorching heat, the wet sounds growing louder as her nectar coated him completely.

He pulled her wrists back slightly, forcing her back to arch more deeply and allowing him to reach even further inside her.

”Uhh~...!”

”So tight... even after all this time,” he groaned in satisfaction, eyes fixed on where they were connected.

Her beautiful pink folds were stretched obscenely around his shaft, glistening with their mixed fluids.

Purple Death bit her lip hard, trying to suppress the shameless moans, but they still leaked out with every poke.

”Uhh...! Mhmm...! S-Stop... pulling my hands like that... you pervert... ah—!”

Her long toned legs trembled, knees sliding slightly on the sheets as she struggled to hold her position.

Ignoring her words, Li Feng resumed his thrusts, closing his eyes in pleasure.

Plap!

Plap!

Plap!

Purple Death’s breasts bounced wildly as she lowered her head, biting her lip as a single strand of drool leaked from the corner of her mouth.

She had already lost count of how many times she had been filled with that disgusting hot and viscous liquid.

But at least it seemed her soul was healing significantly, which was why she didn’t resist him much anymore.

The golden light surrounding them pulsed stronger with every deep thrust, slowly mending the conceptual damage Shadow had caused.

She could feel fragments of herself returning... clearer thoughts, stronger emotions, and an unbearable sensitivity that made every movement of his thick length feel overwhelming.

Li Feng leaned forward, pressing his muscular chest against her back as he continued pounding into her.

One hand kept her wrists pinned firmly behind her while the other reached around to squeeze one of her swaying breasts.

”Ha... Haa... Good girl... you’re finally starting to accept it,” he whispered hotly against her ear, giving a particularly deep thrust that made her body jolt.

Purple Death’s head pressed harder into the sheets, drool leaking from the corner of her mouth as she tried and failed to hold back another moan.

”Haa...! You... disgusting... pervert... This is only... for healing... uhh~!”

Even as she spoke, her inner walls clenched greedily around him, milking his thick length as if begging for more.

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Soon,

As time past, Li Feng’s thrusts grew faster and more powerful, his hips slamming against Purple Death’s plump peach with wet, rhythmic sounds.

He kept her wrists pinned firmly behind her back, using them as leverage to drive even deeper into her tight, warm depth.

Purple Death’s body trembled violently beneath him.

Her face was pressed into the sheets, short black hair messy and damp, drool leaking from the corner of her mouth as she tried desperately to hold back her moans.

Plap...!

Plap...!

Plap...!

”Haa...! Ahh...! You... bastard...! S-Slower... uhh~!”

The golden light of Soul Purification pulsed brighter and brighter around them, signaling that the repair was reaching a critical point.

Then Li Feng groaned deeply, his breathing ragged as pleasure built to its peak.

”I’m... going to...!”

With a low, possessive growl, he buried himself to the hilt inside her one final time.

Plap!

His hips pressed tightly against her rear as he exploded deep within her womb.

Spurt!

Spurt!

Spurt!

Thick, hot yang essence shot straight into her, flooding her completely.

”Oh...~” Li Feng groan in pleasure.

Wave after wave of his seed filled her baby-making area, the excess leaking out around his shaft with every twitch of her inner walls.

At the same moment, the golden light of Soul Purification reached its brightest point.

A warm, soothing energy surged through both of them as the conceptual bridge between Purple Death’s soul and body was finally fully repaired.

And Purple Death’s eyes widened.

Her mind went white as a long, broken moan escaped her lips as the overwhelming pleasure and soul-mending energy crashed through her at once.

”Ahhh...! Haa...! You... filled me... again...!”

Her body trembled violently, her inner walls spasming hard around his pulsing length as she was pushed over the edge along with him, as fresh nectar mixed with his thick seed, dripping down her thighs onto the sheets.

Li Feng stayed buried deep inside her, savoring the tight, rhythmic contractions of her inner flesh as he emptied every last drop into her womb.

He leaned down, kissing the back of her neck while still holding her wrists behind her back.

”...Good girl,” he whispered. ”Your soul should be mostly healed now.”

”Haa... Haa...”

Purple Death didn’t reply.

Her breathing was heavy and shaky.

Her face was flushed red, eyes half-lidded with a mix of lingering rage, humiliation, and the afterglow of intense pleasure.

She didn’t speak and simply lay there on all fours while trembling, feeling full and warm from his continuous releasing deep inside her.

For a brief moment, everything was still.

Just as Li Feng was savoring the feeling of emptying his balls while kissing her neck...

....a cold, dangerous smile slowly curved on Purple Death’s lips.

And without warning, she suddenly moved.

WHOOSH!

With a burst of renewed strength from her partially restored soul, Purple Death twisted her body with strange, serpentine flexibility.

Her long, toned legs unlocked from around his waist as she pushed off the bed with swift force, causing Li Feng’s thick little brother to suddenly got dislodged from her tight entrance with a wet, obscene schlop sound.

And a thick trail of his white seed immediately began leaking out from her entrance, as the viscous liquid dripped heavily down her inner thighs in long, creamy strands.

Li Feng’s little brother twitched in protest at suddenly losing the comforting wet tightness while it was in the middle of releasing.

Purple Death rolled away in one fluid motion and stood up wearily a short distance away from the bed.

Her legs trembled slightly, still unsteady from the intense dual cultivation and the lingering sensitivity in her core.

Drip...

Drip...

Drip...

Thick globs of his seed continued to leak out of her, running down her smooth thighs and dripping onto the wooden floor beneath her.

”Haa... Haa....”

She stood there naked while breathing heavily.

Her short black hair was messy, and her alluring body glistened with sweat.

Her full pale breasts rose and fell with each breath, her beautiful pink buds still stiff, as the faint purple veins of her bloodline glowed softly under her flushed skin.

Then,

A dangerous, icy smile appeared on her lips as she stared at Li Feng with cold, murderous eyes.

Her hand slowly rose, wiping a bit of drool from the corner of her mouth as she looked at the thick white fluid still leaking down her legs.

”...You really filled me up, you disgusting pervert.”