A Cunning Pervert in the Cultivation World Chapter 437: The Way of the Righteous!

Purple Death’s fingers trembled around his neck.

Confusion flickered across her cold face, quickly replaced by burning irritation and humiliation.

’Why is he looking at me like that...?’

But then a soft, melodic gasp escaped her lips as she felt that thick, intrusive hardness still buried deep inside her, pressing firmly against the entrance of her womb.

The realization hit her like a slap.

She had woken up... and she was naked.

And this shameless man was still inside her, having taken her primordial yin while she was unconscious and helpless.

Purple Death gritted her teeth, rage flashing in her vertical slit pupils.

Her grip around Li Feng’s neck tightened fiercely, nails digging into his skin.

And yet... she didn’t realize the soft flush that had appeared on her cheeks and spread down her neck.

"I didn’t expect an Envoy from the Azure Moon Sect to be such a despicable man..." she hissed coldly, her voice trembling with barely contained fury.

"To actually dare take advantage of a woman while she was unconscious... It seems you are nothing but a trash and a pervert. Hah! So much for being an envoy of a righteous sect!"

Her inner walls involuntarily clenched hard around his thick length as she continued speaking, as if her body was betraying her anger with its own reaction.

Li Feng looked down at her with a strange expression.

’Yes... this is what I was talking about.’

He ignored her cold, venomous words.

Instead, he stared at her fierce, flushed beautiful face... the way her vertical pupils burned with killing intent, the way her lips trembled with rage, the way her short black hair framed her beautiful, angry expression.

...For some reason, the more she scolded him, the more it turned him on.

Purple Death, who was still throwing countless vile words at him, suddenly had her breath hitch.

She trembled angrily, realizing the thing inside her seemed to become even bigger and... more excited?

"Y-You pervert! Are you even listening to me?!"

Li Feng let out a low, aroused chuckle.

He gave a slow, deliberate thrust, grinding deep inside her as he looked her in the eyes and smiled.

"It seems you have misunderstood something. What I am doing is actually a righteous act!"

Purple Death’s hands left his neck as she tried to push his chest away, struggling against the strange pleasurable sensation slowly spreading across her body.

’W-What is this feeling!? And why is this bastard so strong?!’

She bit her lip, trying to hold back a shameless moan as she felt that monstrous thing stirring her insides.

Still, she glared at him with disgust as she tried to rebuke him.

"R-Righteous...?! You shameless—ah! H-Hey! S-Stop grinding! Uhh~"

But her words were cut off by another soft gasp as Li Feng rolled his hips, stirring her insides with a lewd, wet sound.

Li Feng smiled righteously as he kept his face close to hers, his voice low and calm even as he continued his slow, deep movements inside her tight inner flesh.

"Your soul was severed by my puppet. The bridge between your soul and body was cut. If I hadn’t started dual cultivation immediately to repair it with harmonious yin-yang energy... you might have remained an empty shell forever."

He thrust again, a little harder, watching her flushed angry face with dark satisfaction.

"So yes... taking your primordial yin, filling you with my yang, and using it to mend your soul... this is the most righteous thing I could do for you right now."

"Haa...Haa... your puppet?"

Purple Death’s face was flushed.

Then she remembered that she had indeed fought a strange creature, and judging by Li Feng’s words...

"Y-You bastard!"

She realized this guy was pretty much the cause of her current state, and yet he dared to call it a righteous act...

"You... caused this... and you dare call it righteous?!" she hissed, her voice shaking.

"You despicable pervert... using your own puppet to injure me, then taking advantage of my body... Hnng—!"

Li Feng chuckled lewdly at the sight of Purple Death tilting her head away, desperately trying to hold back her moans.

One of his hand slid up to cup her breast, squeezing it possessively while his thumb teased her stiff pink bead.

"Call me whatever you want," he whispered against her ear,

"...But your body is honest. It’s squeezing me so tightly... almost like it’s grateful."

Purple Death’s face burned with humiliation.

She could feel every ridge and vein of his thick thing stirring her insides, hitting spots that sent unwanted sparks of pleasure through her repaired meridians.

The golden light of Soul Purification grew brighter around them as their energies mixed more intensely.

"I... I’ll kill you..." she breathed, but her voice had grown breathier and weaker.

"The moment I regain my full strength... I’ll cut off this disgusting thing of yours...!"

Li Feng smiled, his eyes gleaming with lust as he kept moving inside her with steady, powerful strokes.

"I look forward to it. But for now... just lie there and let me heal you properly, my fierce little assassin. You can tell it too, right? Your soul isn’t in a stable condition yet."

Purple Death bit her lip hard, trying to suppress the shameful sounds escaping her throat.

Her delicate long legs struggled helplessly in the air, thighs trembling around his waist as she tried to push him away.

But the more she struggled, the deeper he seemed to sink inside her, stirring her sensitive inner walls with every slow, powerful thrust.

...And inside her heart, she knew what Li Feng said was true.

A soul injury wasn’t something that could be treated easily.

Even if she managed to escape, with her soul in such a damaged state, she wasn’t even sure she could live much longer.

Soul treasures were extremely rare, and finding materials strong enough to repair a conceptual severance like this would be nearly impossible.

But it seemed this pervert actually possessed a way to heal her soul through dual cultivation.

Purple Death’s expression twisted with struggle... shame, rage, and reluctant acceptance warring on her beautiful flushed face.

Her vertical slit pupils flickered with cold killing intent, but her body was slowly betraying her.

...Slowly, she stopped actively resisting.

Her hands, which had been pushing against his chest, slowly loosened their grip.

Her long legs remained wrapped around his waist, no longer struggling but still trembling with every deep thrust.

She then turned her head to the side, biting her lip harder as soft, involuntary gasps and moans slipped out despite her best efforts.

Seeing this, Li Feng grinned lewdly.

He leaned down, kissing and sucking on the side of her neck while his hips continued their steady, powerful rhythm.

"Good girl..." he murmured against her skin, his voice thick with satisfaction. "...Just let it happen. This is for your own good."

"Ugh...! Mhmm...! Uhh~!"

Each deep thrust made her full pale breasts bounce heavily.

Her inner walls rippled and clenched greedily around his thick length, milking him as if her body had already accepted what her mind still fought against.

Purple Death’s head bobbed up and down slightly with every powerful stroke.

She fiercely shook her head, trying desperately not to let the shameless sounds escape.

’T-This is just for healing...! Only for healing...!’ she desperately told herself, clinging to that thin justification even as unwanted pleasure spread through her body and soul.

Slowly, the golden light of Soul Purification grew brighter and more stable around them.

The golden light between them pulsed strongly, signaling that the process was progressing well.