A Cunning Pervert in the Cultivation World Chapter 386: Soul Sea (2)

Li Feng’s heart lurched.

The instant Lan Suyao coughed up a mouthful of blood, the ambient temperature in the room plummeted.

Her typically unblemished countenance turned ashen, and her aura, which had been ascending moments before, violently contorted into a chaotic maelstrom.

"Senior Lan!" He immediately lowered himself, an arm encircling her waist to steady her faltering form.

Blood continued to seep from the corners of her lips, smearing her pale chin and descending onto her exposed, heaving bosom.

Yet, Lan Suyao seemed oblivious to her wound, her eyes wide with shock and rage.

Her delicate fingers clenched the armrest with such force that fissures spiderwebbed across the wood.

"Twisted... Harmony...!" she rasped once more, her voice quivering with profound animosity.

Within her soul sea, the situation had devolved into utter catastrophe.

The once pristine white expanse was now fractured like shattered glass.

From these breaches seeped an energy as black as pitch, reeking of corrupted yin and defiled harmony.

In that moment, Lan Suyao finally comprehended the truth.

From the very inception… she had never truly received any reprieve.

Even without employing the flower to cleanse the dark markings, this outcome was inevitable.

Had she exercised patience, perhaps, as the Sect Leader had once mused, the Sect might have eventually unearthed a safer artifact or method to eradicate the tenebrous lines within her soul.

But that perverted woman grasped her disposition with chilling accuracy.

She was aware of Lan Suyao’s eagerness for retribution.

And now, ensnared once more in that woman’s machinations, Lan Suyao discovered that her fury eclipsed even the agony consuming her spirit.

"Cough!"

A fresh surge of blood erupted from Lan Suyao’s lips, propelled by sheer anger.

Despite her precarious state, she still weakly attempted to disengage, feigning well-being.

"...Thank you. It appears the method had an unforeseen complication, but I am unharmed."

Lan Suyao murmured placidly, affecting an air of normalcy.

However, Li Feng’s brow furrowed deeply at her words.

He could distinctly perceive the descent of her soul into disarray.

Even should she evade immediate demise, continued neglect would result in either a crippled existence or a slow, lingering end.

Yet, notwithstanding these dire circumstances, her pride seemed to soar unimpeded.

Even now, she clung to the facade of strength before him.

Lan Suyao misinterpreted Li Feng’s pensive expression, mistaking his silence.

She assumed his focus remained on acquiring her mortal vessel.

"Hmm... but do not fret. A bargain is a bargain. You may have your way with my mortal body."

Even teetering on the precipice of oblivion, Lan Suyao harbored no intention of retracting her vow.

She was a woman of immense pride and unwavering resolve.

This was the inherent dignity of an Azure Moon Sect’s Legacy Disciple... the Azure Frost, Lan Suyao.

Or, perhaps, soon to be a former one.

Li Feng’s frown deepened, his sharp gaze intensifying as he studied the proud woman cradled in his arms.

Even with blood adorning her lips and chin, Lan Suyao strove to maintain her stoic composure.

Her voice retained its calm, detached cadence, as if her very soul were not in the process of disintegration.

"Are you well?" Li Feng echoed, his voice subdued. "Senior Lan, your soul sea is in collapse. Without intervention, you will not only forfeit your cultivation... you will perish within days."

Upon hearing this, Lan Suyao calmly wiped the blood from her mouth with the back of her hand.

Though her face grew progressively paler, her demeanor remained frigid and detached.

"A bargain is a bargain," she stated serenely, completely disregarding his urgent warning.

"You provided the flower, thus I shall uphold my end. You may experience my mortal body as you desire tonight. Cast your worries aside."

She even shifted slightly within his embrace, pressing her bare, soft breasts more firmly against his chest, as if to accentuate the sincerity of her declaration.

Li Feng emitted a low, exasperated chuckle upon hearing this.

"You are truly unyielding to your core..."

But observing the life draining from her countenance, Li Feng finally placed his hand upon her Dantian, just below her navel, and began channeling his yang Qi, refined through the Sovereign Harmony Guiding Art.

A steady current of warm, golden yang Qi flowed directly into her being.

The effect was instantaneous.

The chaotic black energy wreaking havoc within her soul sea abruptly decelerated, as if an unseen force had grasped the disintegrating fragments, binding them together.

The intolerable tearing sensation within her soul receded to a dull, persistent ache.

While dual cultivation would have yielded superior results, the simple transmission of refined yang Qi through mere contact sufficed to stabilize her condition temporarily.

Lan Suyao’s long lashes fluttered as she registered the shift within her soul sea.

Her eyes, usually so icy, widened in genuine astonishment as she sensed the foreign, yet remarkably compatible, energy flow, momentarily stabilizing her fracturing foundation.

"What... is that?" she breathed, her gaze sweeping over to Li Feng.

Li Feng looked down at her intently.

His hand remained firmly pressed against her dantian, continuing to channel surges of yang energy into her system.

"This is a facet of my unique dual cultivation method," he stated.

"I possess the ability to refine my yang qi into a specific form that can pacify and mend chaotic or damaged spiritual essences, particularly injuries to the soul. While it's not a complete cure at this stage, it can grant us precious time."

Lan Suyao appeared momentarily taken aback upon hearing his words.

"This... is a dual cultivation technique?"

Li Feng offered a slight nod.

"My dual cultivation art is rather distinctive and doesn't necessitate the partner acquiring any new skills," he affirmed truthfully, his eyes holding hers captive.

"And frankly... I had intended to employ it with you this very night."

Upon processing his declaration, a complex wave of emotions flickered across Lan Suyao’s usually impassive features.

She felt a sense of surprise, mingled with a dawning, subtle comprehension.

Lan Suyao grasped that Li Feng had likely planned to refine her primordial yin as well.

However, she found no particular strangeness in this consideration.

After all, from his perspective, she reasoned, it would be foolish to let such valuable primordial yin go to waste.

Then, after a beat of profound silence, she slowly articulated her thoughts.

"...If this dual cultivation technique can alleviate my soul injury so significantly through mere physical proximity alone... does that imply its effectiveness would amplify exponentially if we were to fully engage in dual cultivation?"

Li Feng’s gaze shifted to the proud woman nestled in his embrace, and he couldn't help but acknowledge her exceptional acumen.

Most individuals would still be reeling in panic amidst such dire circumstances.

Yet, Lan Suyao had already managed to discern the fundamental nature of his technique from just a few subtle hints.

Li Feng inclined his head slowly.

"Indeed, it would," he confirmed.