A Cunning Pervert in the Cultivation World Chapter 393: The Aloof and Indifferent Fairy (7)

Ignoring the newly arrived second Lan Suyao, Li Feng continued his zealous effort in 'healing' the soul of the person beneath him. His grip tightened on a handful of her silky hair as he began to thrust his hips with increasing speed and force. "Ahh...! Haa...! Ugh...!" Lan Suyao's head was wrenched upward by her hair, her face already flushed and succumbing to the overwhelming pleasure. Her usually frigid eyes had become hazy, her teeth clenched, not from pain, but from an ecstasy that dissolved her body and soul, an experience far surpassing their previous four encounters. Though the pleasure remained intense, she could now endure it without dissolving into tears. "Ahh~... Haa...!" Her head snapped back and forth with each powerful thrust, and she finally noticed the other version of herself approaching while she was being intensely pleasured from behind. Catching sight of the letter in her clone's hand, a sliver of clarity returned to Lan Suyao's clouded eyes. Without halting Li Feng's relentless assault, she extended a trembling hand. "Give... Haa... give it to me..." The instant the letter brushed her fingers, the dignified and properly attired 'Lan Suyao' dissolved into mist like frost. Now clutching the letter herself, while still being powerfully penetrated, the real Lan Suyao's body convulsed with each thrust. Her considerable bosom swayed wildly as her shaky hands fumbled to open the envelope. As her hazy eyes scanned the contents, she blinked in utter confusion and disbelief. "Haa... Haa~... W-What are they thinking?!" Lan Suyao suddenly let out an enraged roar, her voice hoarse and breathless from the continuous pounding from behind. Even as fury coursed through her, Lan Suyao's inner core remained tightly clenched around Li Feng's substantial form. Before she could fully process her anger, she felt the hot length stretching her insides begin to throb intensely. Lan Suyao immediately grasped the meaning... her eyes gleaming with anticipation. Just as she predicted, Li Feng escalated his assault, pounding her with even greater ferocity. Then, with a guttural growl, he plunged his massive form to the hilt, releasing his fifth load deep within her. "Ugh...! Take it!" "Ahh~...!" Lan Suyao's bare, curvaceous body trembled uncontrollably as she shook her head desperately, trying in vain to escape the numbing pleasure that once again flooded her senses. She could feel his hot, potent Yang essence surging into her womb in thick, powerful pulses, mending and fortifying her fractured soul with each beat. Her long, slender legs quivered, barely capable of supporting her. Her inner walls spasmed violently around his throbbing, ejaculating member, drawing and milking out every last drop like an insatiable furnace. Golden runes blazed across her skin as her soul visibly grew stronger and brighter. "Haa...! Ughh~!" She squeezed her eyes shut, a single tear of profound pleasure coursing down her flushed cheek. Gritting her teeth, she fought to endure the mind-shattering ecstasy as she was once again filled with his thick, hot seed. After several long, blissful minutes, Li Feng finally exhaled a content sigh and leaned over her, his chest pressing against her delicate back, his member still deeply embedded within her. He cupped her cheek with one hand and tilted her head back towards him. Observing her beautiful, aloof face melting with pleasure, Li Feng's eyes burned with desire as he possessively captured her lips in a deep kiss. "Mmmh...!" His tongue aggressively invaded her mouth. Li Feng panted raggedly against her lips, greedily consuming her inexperienced tongue with raw hunger. Simultaneously, his hips began a slow, deliberate grinding in deep circles, ensuring every sensitive wall within her was thoroughly caressed. The wet, lewd sounds of their joined flesh echoed in the silent room as he continued his slow, persistent rhythm. Lan Suyao moaned softly into his mouth, her body quivering with each deep rotation of his hips. The letter remained clutched weakly in her hand, slightly crumpled from her trembling fingers. After a few more minutes, Li Feng finally broke the kiss. "Puhaa..." A thin strand of saliva connected their lips before snapping. He gazed down at her exquisite, dishevelled face with profound satisfaction, his hips still moving lazily as he held her soft body close. Both his hands reached out to caress her ample breasts. He had noticed her earlier outburst and couldn't help but feel intrigued. With a curious look, he inquired, "What's in the letter? Why did you suddenly become so agitated?" Hearing his question,

Lan Suyao's response was delayed, her breaths coming in ragged gasps.

Her bare form remained intimately pressed against Li Feng's strong physique, his hardened manhood still deeply embedded within her.

He continued his slow, deliberate movements, savoring the sensation of her yielding inner flesh to extract every last drop of his vital essence.

Each unhurried thrust caused her to quiver, as his large hand expertly massaged the soft curves of her breasts, occasionally teasing and rolling the hardened tips.

Lan Suyao managed a difficult swallow, attempting to steady her voice, which still emerged hoarse, shaky, and filled with breathlessness.

"The Sect... Haa... they require me to serve as their Envoy, traveling to the Fen Dynasty... to first ascertain the overall circumstances..."

Upon hearing this, the action of Li Feng's hand, which had been skillfully caressing her supple breasts, suddenly ceased, his eyes widening in surprise.

But before any words could be uttered, Lan Suyao emitted a gasp of frustrated helplessness as he pressed his hips firmly against her core.

"Haa...! What are they... thinking! If I depart in this state... and return, it will consume at least another week! By then...!"

Lan Suyao voiced her displeasure indignantly, her body still wracked with tremors beneath him.

Despite her outward fury, the true state of affairs in the Fen Dynasty was not her primary concern.

What occupied her thoughts far more was the potential disruption to her cultivation... particularly now, with her breakthrough to the Golden Core Realm tantalizingly close and her soul undergoing rapid recuperation.

She sensed it distinctly.

The intense dual cultivation she had experienced with Li Feng had already propelled her to the very precipice of the Foundation Establishment stage.

Presently, her soul had only regenerated to approximately thirty percent capacity, a result of Li Feng's deliberate intervals between their dual cultivation sessions.

He would alternate with periods of purely physical intimacy to prevent her soul from becoming overwhelmed.

Once her soul achieved complete recovery, she would then be adequately prepared to attempt the transition to the Golden Core Realm.

However, even if full recovery were achieved today, she would still require additional time for preparation, as ascending to the Golden Core Realm was not a feat to be undertaken lightly.

And this was precisely the root of her immense frustration.

This troublesome assignment would inevitably postpone her long-anticipated breakthrough by a significant margin.

Meanwhile, as Lan Suyao continued her breathless complaints below him, Li Feng's brow furrowed slightly.

His large hand maintaining its firm hold on the abundant fullness of her breasts, he gazed down at her, inquiring with genuine seriousness,

"Senior Lan, would you mind elaborating on this plague and the prevailing conditions within the Fen Dynasty?"