A Cunning Pervert in the Cultivation World Chapter 583: Li Feng Is Not an Ugly Uncle!

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After some time had passed, the creaking of the bed finally stopped.

The room fell into a heavy silence, broken only by uneven breathing.

"Haa... Haa..."

Yao Xin lay limp beneath him, her small body completely spent.

Her slender legs, which had been forced high for so long, now rested weakly against his sides.

A thin sheen of sweat covered her flushed skin, and her large breasts rose and fell with each shaky breath.

Her purple eyes were half-lidded and unfocused, and her lips were slightly parted, faintly swollen from the earlier kisses.

Li Feng remained over her for a moment, still with his little brother buried deep inside.

His muscular frame dwarfed her petite figure, making the difference in their sizes even more obvious now that the movement had ceased.

After making sure his last load had been coaxed out from inside that tight inner fold, only then did he slowly pull out.

A wet sound followed as her used hole twitched and leaked out a thick amount of white liquid.

"Ah..."

Yao Xin let out a weak, tired sound as she felt the thick liquid inside her shift and leave her, but she didn’t try to move.

Her delicate arms and legs stayed spread across the bed, strength long gone.

Li Feng sat back slightly and looked down at her.

His personal Chief Yang Regulator, usually so composed and seductive, now looked thoroughly wrecked.

Li Feng smiled and praised her hard work.

"Good work, Chief."

Then he shifted to her side, one knee sinking into the bed as he brought his still-wet length up toward her face.

The thick shaft brushed against her flushed cheek, leaving a faint smear across her skin.

At the same time, his large hand reached over and closed around one of her full breasts, squeezing and massaging the soft flesh without much gentleness.

Yao Xin’s purple eyes were still hazy, her body completely spent.

Even so, she parted her lips and weakly stuck out her tongue, beginning to lick along the thick thing hovering over her face.

Soft, tired sounds left her throat as she did so.

It seemed Yao Xin truly was obedient and dutiful to her new position, despite how overwhelmed she clearly was.

Li Feng smiled in satisfaction as he watched her weakly clean him.

Only then did he take out the newly obtained treasure.

With a thought, a simple white mask appeared in his hand.

There were no patterns, no decorations, not even the slightest mark on its surface.

It was completely blank, almost ordinary to the point of looking cheap.

Li Feng turned it over once, then frowned.

He looked for eye holes, but there were none.

"...How the hell am I supposed to see through this?" he murmured in confusion.

Li Feng turned the blank white mask around once more, tapping the smooth surface with his finger.

Then he asked the System.

’System. How do I use this?’

[Ding!]

[Host only needs to wear the True Mask of the Fool!]

[Vision will not be obstructed!]

Li Feng’s eyes widened slightly at this.

Then he shrugged and lifted the mask toward his face.

The moment the blank white surface touched his skin, it clung to him as if it had always belonged there.

There was no tightness, no discomfort, not even the feeling of something covering his eyes.

He blinked.

His vision was perfectly clear.

Li Feng turned his head toward the nearby table, then toward Yao Xin on the bed.

He could see everything as if nothing was there at all.

Even his breathing felt normal.

"...Huh."

He reached up and touched the side of his face.

The mask was still there, smooth and featureless under his fingers, yet from his own perspective it might as well have been invisible.

’With this alone, doesn’t it mean that my face is already perfectly hidden?’

Li Feng thought inwardly and couldn’t help but feel a bit excited.

He focused his will on the mask.

In the next instant, his appearance shifted.

The muscular build remained, but his face which had been wearing a mask suddenly became that of an ordinary middle-aged man with plain features and a forgettable expression.

It was his past self’s look before he got the System and met Yue Lan.

Even the faint pressure of his aura vanished, leaving behind nothing but the presence of a common cultivator.

Li Feng looked down at his own hands, then at the reflection faintly visible on a nearby bronze tray.

Seeing that face, he let out a laugh.

"Haha, this thing is even more convenient than I thought."

But then Yao Xin suddenly saw a completely different face and an entirely different aura.

"...!!"

The haze in her purple eyes vanished in an instant.

Those seductive, unfocused pupils flashed with sharp alertness.

In the next moment, her obedience was washed away and she jumped off the bed.

Despite her body still being weak, she put distance between them at once and dropped into a battle stance.

She was completely naked, and thick white liquid was still leaking down from between her legs, trailing along her inner thigh... yet her expression remained serious and fierce as she stared at the man standing where Li Feng had just been.

"Who the hell are you!?"

Yao Xin’s face was fierce and cold, like glacial ice filled with killing intent.

But her thoughts were a mess of confusion.

She swore she had just been serving Li Feng a moment ago.

Then suddenly this... this ugly bastard had appeared out of nowhere in his place!

For some reason, the mere thought that she had been tricked... that she had been used so thoroughly by someone other than Li Feng made her heart surge with sudden rage.

Li Feng blinked as he looked at the fierce Yao Xin, who now looked like she was about to go on a killing spree.

He never thought that this obedient and slutty Apostle of his could make such a cold face.

A teasing smile slowly appeared on his lips.

"What are you talking about?" he said casually. "I am Li Feng."

"You’re not!" Yao Xin snapped at once.

Her purple eyes stayed locked on him, filled with killing intent.

Even standing there naked, with his seed still leaking down her thigh, she looked completely serious.

"Don’t take me for a fool. Li Feng’s face isn’t this ugly, and his aura isn’t this weak! Whoever you are, you better tell me what you did with him right now."

Li Feng’s smile twitched when he heard the word "ugly."

He looked down at his current appearance, then back at Yao Xin as he tried to reason with her and explain.

"...Ugly? That’s going too far. There’s nothing particularly wrong with this face. It’s just ordinary... maybe a little plain, but perfectly fine. Just... average. There’s nothing wrong with that."

Yao Xin did not budge from her stance.

"It is ugly," she said coldly and firmly.

"And no matter how dumb I am, even I know that Li Feng isn’t some ugly old uncle! You are, so stop wasting my time and tell me where he is! Otherwise..."

She narrowed her eyes. "I’ll have no choice but to be ruthless."

Li Feng stared at her for a moment, ignoring her rising aura and killing intent.

What he could not ignore was the sentence itself.

She had just cursed him and praised him in the same breath.

Both his eyes and the corner of his mouth twitched at the jab.

And he was no longer sure whether he should be offended, flattered, or simply... sad.

Seeing him go quiet, Yao Xin’s expression grew cold.

Without wasting another word she moved.

Her killing intent flared as a palm shot toward his chest, fast and vicious, spiritual energy condensing at her fingertips.

She expected him to dodge, or at least raise a hand.

But he did neither.

Li Feng’s fingers closed around her wrist before the strike landed.

The motion looked almost lazy as her momentum vanished as if it had hit a wall.

Then he twisted.

Her arm was folded behind her back in one smooth pull.

His other hand clamped the back of her neck, thumb pressing just enough to steal her balance.

In the next breath he had her locked against him with her back to his chest, both wrists crossed and pinned at the small of her back, his strong forearm locked across her collarbones.

And Yao Xin’s body reacted at once as she thrashed like a fierce wild cat.

Her shoulders jerked violently, trying to wrench free.

Her spine arched hard against his chest.

Both legs kicked backward, one foot slamming against his shin.

But the impact did nothing.

Her hips twisted left, then right, the motion sharp and desperate, her whole torso writhing in short, furious bursts as strands of hair whipped across her face.

Her breath came in ragged, angry bursts against the lock of his arm.

"Let go of me, you ugly old uncle! You rotten toad! Is that supposed to be a face? You look like an ugly dog that crawled out of a ditch! Get your filthy hands off me before I tear that crooked mouth off your face and gouge out those beady eyes!"

Li Feng, who had just been amusingly locking Yao Xin, suddenly felt his smile twitch.

Slowly his face grew darker and darker.

And Yao Xin, who had been wildly resisting and cursing as though there were no tomorrow, suddenly felt strangely refreshed after letting all those words out.

’...Eh? Why does this feel so good and satisfying?’ she wondered.

She blinked cutely, then a strange, satisfied smile slowly crept across her face.

’Well, whatever. I’d better curse this bastard to death!’