A Cunning Pervert in the Cultivation World Chapter 363: A Debaucherous Dao Companion (4)

After a few satisfying moments,

Yue Lan finally released the last drop of the potent liquid, feeling the throbbing within cease.

She slowly raised her head, a thick, veined appendage departing her lips with a faint, wet sound.

A delicate strand of saliva, mingled with white fluid, connected her lips to the glistening tip for a fleeting instant before snapping.

"..."

Yue Lan closed her eyes and gracefully covered her mouth with a dainty hand, swallowing the contents. She appeared as if she had just savored a luxurious delicacy.

Indeed, it was a true luxury for Yue Lan, as Li Feng’s yang essence possessed a unique, delicious flavor and was incredibly beneficial—akin to consuming a high-grade treasure or an elixır.

'His dual cultivation technique is truly incredible...' Yue Lan mused internally, turning to gaze at Li Feng, a sense of pride welling up within her.

The more capable and powerful Li Feng became, the greater her happiness.

This meant they could traverse the long, challenging path of cultivation together... for an extended period.

And witnessing the content, uninhibited smile gracing his features, she mirrored it.

She gracefully moved closer, settling onto his chest like a contented feline after exertion, her ample, pale breasts pressing against his firm physique.

Once settled, Yue Lan blinked adorably, like a child seeking affirmation, her finger tracing patterns on his skin.

"So... was my technique satisfying?"

Li Feng, feeling the incredibly soft form draped over him, chuckled at her inquiry.

He then encircled her slender waist with one arm, drawing her nearer, while his other hand delivered a gentle pat to her rounded backside.

"Haha, satisfying? You'll drain me completely at this rate."

He tenderly stroked her snow-white tresses, offering sincere praise.

"It felt extraordinarily amazing, I almost drooled! I truly am fortunate to have you as my Dao companion, Lan'er."

Yue Lan’s golden eyes softened with affection at his declaration.

She nestled her face against his neck, her cool breath caressing his skin.

"Then... shall I continue?" she whispered, her hand already drifting suggestively down his abdomen.

However, before Li Feng could respond, a small, embarrassed sound emanated from the top of the bed.

Both heads turned to find a displeased Yue Bing observing them with evident distaste.

Noticing this, Li Feng let out another chuckle.

"Perhaps later. I sense we are nearing the sect, so let's rise and prepare ourselves before the elders arrive."

He then gave Yue Lan’s soft posterior one last affectionate squeeze before releasing her.

Yue Lan offered a soft, albeit reluctant, nod and obediently pushed herself upright.

Her elegant, unclad form was now fully illuminated by the morning light, her pale skin still bearing a subtle afterglow.

"Mhm~"

Yue Lan stretched languidly, her snow-white hair cascading down her back like a silken curtain.

Her generous bosom swayed with her movements, highlighting the graceful contours of her waist and hips.

A few faint marks from their passionate night were visible upon her flawless skin.

Even after such an intense night and morning, her movements retained a refined, phoenix-like dignity... yet possessed an undeniable allure.

Li Feng watched her with fervent admiration as he sat up.

"Even just getting out of bed, you are breathtaking..." he murmured.

Yue Lan glanced back, the corners of her lips lifting in a demure smile.

Wordlessly, she proceeded to the side of the room where their discarded garments lay.

She bent gracefully to retrieve her undergarments, offering Li Feng an unobstructed view of her shapely rear and the lingering trace of his essence on her thighs.

Following a cleansing spell to refresh her body, she began to dress with deliberate, alluring grace.

First, she donned the delicate white inner tunic, the fine material adhering to her form, accentuating her curves.

She slowly tied the sash at her waist, her movements causing her enticing breasts to shift subtly.

Next came her outer robes.

She draped the white robe over her shoulders and as she adjusted the collar, the low neckline offered a discreet glimpse of her décolletage.

Yue Lan turned slightly, her golden eyes meeting Li Feng’s as she meticulously fastened her robe.

Each motion was unhurried and elegant... resembling an intimate performance intended solely for his eyes.

Li Feng made no effort to conceal his captivated gaze.

He rose from the bed, entirely unclothed, his muscular physique fully apparent.

His arousal began to stir once more at the sight, but he exerted control.

...If he succumbed now, who knew when they would finally cease their activities.

Still, he found himself drawn closer.

From behind, his arms enveloped her waist, drawing her back against his chest.

His hands adventurously explored her form, one cupping a heavy breast through the sheer fabric of her robes, while the other slid downwards to stroke her soft hip.

"Mmm... it seems dressing you would be almost as fun as undressing you," he murmured against her ear, planting a leisurely kiss on the side of her neck as he inhaled her intoxicating scent.

Yue Lan released a gentle, sighing breath, allowing herself to lean back into his embrace for a fleeting moment.

"If you keep touching me like this... we really won’t make it out of the room," she cautioned, though her voice held a discernible thread of amusement.

Perhaps Li Feng’s influence had started to take hold, as she found herself beginning to relish this sort of intimacy, this unconventional method of cultivation.

Being with him offered a sensation that was simultaneously intensely pleasurable and... profoundly fulfilling, as though she were truly embracing her role as a devoted mate and Dao companion.

Heeding her teasing words, Li Feng let out a chuckle, bestowing one final, tender squeeze upon her breast before stepping away.

"Alright, alright. Let’s get dressed before the elders decide to pay us a visit."

With those words, he finally retrieved his own robes and commenced dressing.

Meanwhile, Yue Lan continued her own preparations.

She used her fingers to comb through her long, snow-white hair, allowing the strands to settle perfectly into place.

Next, she secured a delicate silver hairpin amidst her locks, finalizing her refined appearance.

Despite having just experienced a night of unrestrained passion, she once more resembled an unapproachable, ethereal fairy... save for a subtle, contented radiance now shimmering in her golden eyes, a glow discernible only to Li Feng.

At this moment, Yue Lan also exuded a more mature allure, akin to the quiet grace of a woman who had fully blossomed into her womanhood.

Just as the pair were nearing the conclusion of their preparations, Li Feng detected the approach of someone towards their chamber.

Shortly thereafter, a knock echoed.

"...Um... hello?"

A male voice, laced with evident hesitation, emanated from beyond the door.