A Cunning Pervert in the Cultivation World Chapter 584: Yao Xin’s Loyalty

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!’

For some reason, once she started, she couldn’t stop.

Every insult that left her mouth made her chest feel a little lighter, even as she kept twisting in his grip.

In her heart, Yao Xin even felt a little proud.

’That’s right. I really am a loyal and good Apostle! If someone dares to impersonate Master and use me like this, I should avenge him! That must be it!’

A faint smile appeared inwardly as she kept cursing.

And this time, she even went for his ancestors.

"You ugly bastard! Your whole bloodline must be just as disgusting as that toad face of yours! Your grandfather was probably a stray dog, and your grandmother must have given birth to you in a ditch!"

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After a few minutes passed,

Yao Xin actually kept going until her throat started to burn.

After cursing for some time, she finally gasped for breath and wiped her forehead with the back of her hand.

"Phew~"

A strangely refreshed smile appeared on her face, as if she had just finished a satisfying task.

Even while still naked and locked in his arm, she looked rather pleased with herself.

But behind her, Li Feng stared at her in silence. His face had already gone completely dark.

Yao Xin glanced back at the fellow’s dark face.

And a new inspiration flashed through her mind.

She smiled, licked her lips, and was just about to curse him again with that fresh idea—

"You b—"

Li Feng clamped her cheeks.

His fingers pressed in from both sides, squishing her face and forcing her lips into a pout before another word could leave her mouth.

For some reason, Li Feng felt like he couldn’t let this woman continue. He smiled with a vein bulging on his temple.

"Are you done yet?"

Yao Xin’s purple eyes filled with fiery determination.

Even with her lips forced into a pout, the answer in her gaze was clear.

Li Feng’s eye twitched.

He decided he had heard enough.

The disguise faded at once.

The ordinary, forgettable face melted away, and his original features returned along with his familiar aura.

Yao Xin, whose cheeks were still being clamped, froze.

The man holding her face was no longer that ugly stranger.

It was Li Feng.

Yao Xin was dumbfounded.

For a moment, her mind went completely blank.

Then she remembered every single genius curse she had just thrown at him.

Ugly old uncle.

Rotten toad.

Ugly dog that crawled out of a ditch.

Even his ancestors.

All of it.

Her purple eyes slowly widened.

The fiery determination from before vanished in an instant, replaced by a stiff, horrified stillness.

Then Li Feng released her cheeks.

Yao Xin immediately took a small step back, still naked, still with his seed leaking down her thigh.

For a second she just stood there, looking anywhere but at his face.

Then she coughed lightly and tried to act coy.

"...Ehem, Master~"

Her voice had suddenly become much softer.

Li Feng stared at her.

"Master?" he repeated. "A moment ago I was an ugly old uncle. A rotten toad. An ugly dog that crawled out of a ditch."

Yao Xin’s lips pressed together.

She shifted her weight, then reached out and pressed her soft breasts against his arms, looking up at him with a pitiful expression that did not match the things she had just said.

"That was because I thought someone had stolen Master’s place," she said quickly. "I was being loyal. Very loyal. I wanted to avenge you!"

Li Feng’s eye twitched again.

"You even cursed my ancestors."

Yao Xin froze, then forced a small smile.

"...I take those back."

Li Feng sighed.

Then he smiled kindly.

"I’m a benevolent Master after all," he said. "So I forgive you."

Yao Xin looked up at him in surprise.

"You will?"

Li Feng nodded.

He draped his arm over her delicate shoulder and pulled her lightly against his side.

"Of course," he said. "A loyal Apostle who curses her Master’s ancestors so thoroughly... that kind of loyalty should be rewarded."

Yao Xin’s smile stiffened a little.

"...Rewarded?"

She had a bad feeling.

Li Feng just smiled and guided her forward.

He sat down first on the edge of the bed, then pulled her across his lap without giving her time to argue.

Her naked body folded over his thighs, her plump peach lifted high, still wet, with his seed still leaking faintly down her inner thigh.

Yao Xin blinked and realized something.

"Master, wait! I already apologized—"

A sharp smack cut her off.

His palm landed on her soft peach with a clear, fleshy sound.

"Nnh!"

The plump flesh bounced under his hand.

A faint red print bloomed across the pale skin at once.

Li Feng did not hurry.

He raised his hand again and spanked the other side, then the first side once more, making her peach jiggle and her thighs kick helplessly against his lap.

Each slap was firm, loud, and shamelessly thorough.

"This is for the ugly old uncle."

"This is for the rotten toad."

"And this," he said, landing a heavier slap right at the center of her pale, supple peach, "is for my ancestors."

Yao Xin’s purple eyes watered.

Her body jerked over his lap, breasts pressed against his thigh, but the more she struggled, the more her plump peach rose into his palm.

"M-Master...! Not so hard...!"

Li Feng smiled kindly and spanked her again and again.

But while he kept spanking her, his thoughts were not as harsh as his hand.

He could not really punish her much as she truly had not known it was him.

From the way she cursed, she had been trying, in her own twisted way, to stay loyal.

That kind of loyalty was rare.

...Ugly, loud, and full of insults toward his ancestors, but rare.