A Cunning Pervert in the Cultivation World Chapter 603: The Righteous Sword, Li Feng (2)

Fen Yinzhi slowly lowered the scroll.

If he had to summarize everything written here in a single word, only one word came to mind.

...Pervert.

And not just any pervert.

A shameless one at that.

Then he looked at his mother, who seemed to be smiling proudly, as if Li Feng was already within their control.

Fen Yinzhi’s expression became complicated.

"Mother..."

"Yes?"

"Are you sure this is the same Li Feng?"

The contrast between the Li Feng described in this information and the Li Feng in his mind was... a little too extreme.

The Li Feng he had heard about was a talented and righteous genius of the Azure Moon Sect.

But the person described in this scroll...

Sensing his doubt, Bai Ming Rui stared at him for a moment before offering a faint smile.

"Unless there happen to be two individuals named Li Feng within the Azure Moon Sect, this information should be reliable."

Fen Yinzhi fell silent.

He looked back at the scroll.

For the first time, he began to wonder if the rumors about Li Feng being a righteous genius had been completely wrong.

Or perhaps...

The young man simply had a side that nobody outside his circle had ever seen.

Either way, Fen Yinzhi suddenly understood why his mother had smiled when she said having Li Feng on their side might not be difficult.

Consort Bai Ming Rui looked at her son’s complicated expression.

Then she smiled shrewdly.

"Don’t worry. This kind of man is the easiest to control."

"..."

Fen Yinzhi stared at his mother.

Bai Ming Rui continued calmly, as though she were discussing an everyday political matter.

"Just leave this to your mother. I will ensure he is on your side."

Fen Yinzhi’s expression became even stranger.

"Mother, how exactly do you plan to do that?"

Bai Ming Rui smiled and looked down at her delicate hand.

Her skin was still flawless, smooth, and full of vitality despite her age.

"Simple."

She slowly raised her eyes toward her son.

"Your mother comes from a rather blessed clan with beautiful women."

"Our clan has plenty of beautiful women, and we are quite famous for it."

She paused as her smile became even more shrewd.

"If this information is accurate, then giving him what he wants should make things much easier."

Fen Yinzhi was speechless.

He had expected his mother to come up with some complicated political strategy.

He certainly had not expected her solution to be this straightforward.

For a moment, he did not know whether to laugh or worry.

Of course, he understood what she was implying.

Using someone’s desires against them was hardly a new tactic.

A honey trap was one of the oldest methods of gaining influence over a powerful man.

If someone had a weakness for beauty and lust, then offering exactly what he desired could be an effective way to buy his loyalty, cooperation, or even his silence.

And judging from the information in the report...

Li Feng seemed particularly vulnerable to that kind of temptation.

His mother had spent so much effort investigating Li Feng, and somehow her conclusion was that the best way to recruit an Envoy of the Azure Moon Sect was to send beautiful women after him.

"Mother..."

"What?"

"Are you really planning to simply use women to bribe him?"

Bai Ming Rui calmly nodded.

"Why not?"

She looked completely serious.

"If it works, then it works."

Fen Yinzhi could only stare at her.

He suddenly felt that perhaps the person he should be worried about was not Li Feng.

It was his mother.

However, he soon remembered his mother’s earlier words.

If he genuinely desired the Imperial Throne, he couldn’t afford to be naive.

He needed to be cold when necessary and decisive when the situation demanded it.

And most importantly, he could not allow his personal feelings to interfere with his goal.

Becoming Emperor was not a game.

There would be no room for hesitation once the succession war began.

Fen Yinzhi looked at the scroll in his hand again.

"..."

He did not say anything.

If using beautiful women could really bring Li Feng to his side, then so be it.

As long as it helped him secure the throne, he would not question the method.

He remained silent for a long moment before finally murmuring softly,

"...I just hope this Li Feng isn’t interested in old married women..."

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Meanwhile, inside the Divine Brick.

Li Feng was completely unaware that someone was already discussing how to deal with him.

At that moment, he was completely naked and enjoying himself in a rather carefree situation, with two beautiful, delicate legs resting against his shoulders.

The woman’s skin was flawless and smooth, almost impossibly soft under the warm light.

Her toes curled slightly, betraying the intense emotions she was experiencing, while Li Feng’s waist moved lazily, and the atmosphere around him was warm and intimate.

A faint, satisfied smile lingered on his lips as he slowly licked them, looking far too pleased with himself.

"Ahh~... Haa~... Hah~..."

Soft, broken, melodic sounds spilled from beneath him.

They were not loud.

They were the kind of sounds a woman makes when she has already been ruined for hours.

Suddenly, Li Feng paused.

"Ah... Ah-choo!"

Then he sneezed.

He rubbed his nose and frowned.

"Who the hell is talking behind this daddy’s back?"

He glanced around suspiciously before clicking his tongue.

"Damn it. Someone must be cursing me."

Suddenly, a pillow flew through the air.

It smacked directly into Li Feng’s face.

Li Feng froze.

Before he could react, an angry voice came from below.

"You... Li Feng! That is disgusting!"

Li Feng slowly pulled the pillow away from his face and looked down.

Purple Death was glaring at him, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment and anger.

Right now, her usually cold and intimidating face was flushed a deep, vivid crimson.

She was completely naked, her alluring body exposed beneath him.

Her long, delicate legs remained hooked over his shoulders, while her large breasts rose and fell with each ragged breath, the soft flesh swaying slightly with every movement.

Her hazy purple eyes were wet with lingering emotion, yet filled with fury at the same time.

Embarrassment and the remnants of pleasure warred across her flushed face.

This time, however, her anger wasn’t only because he had sneezed on her.

It was because she had suddenly realized something....

...and that this bastard had been doing her for an entire day!

She had been so lost in the thick, melting pleasure that time itself had disappeared.

Only the sudden, ridiculous sneeze had snapped her back to herself.

Now she could feel how melted she was, how wet she still was, how her legs were shaking from lingering pleasure after being held open and used for so long.

Purple Death’s glare sharpened.

Sensing the beautiful leg beside his face weakly trying to pry free, Li Feng held it tighter, as he just stayed there, still burying his little brother deep inside her.

Then his voice dropped, low and almost lazy.

"Alright, alright... don’t be angry."

He tossed the pillow aside and leaned down.

One hand slid under her back, the other cupped the side of her face, thumb brushing the heat on her cheek as if he were calming a wild thing.

"I didn’t mean to sneeze on you," he murmured.

"It just came out. Don’t glare at me like that. You’ll wrinkle that pretty face."

Purple Death’s eyes narrowed.

"You... perverted beast! Let... go! I can’t feel my legs properly...!"

The words came out hoarse, still breathless.

She tried to sound cold, but her voice cracked in the middle.

Li Feng’s smile only grew seeing her trying to push him off.

"Perverted beast, hmm?"

He didn’t argue.

He just lowered his head and kissed her.

"Mhmm...!"

Purple Death’s eyes widened, but slowly softened beneath his kiss.

She made a small, muffled sound against his lips.

Her hands, which had been weakly pushing against his chest, froze for a moment before gradually loosening.

A strange warmth bloomed in her chest, and her lashes trembled.

"Mhm...mhmm...mhm..."

The sound she made was small and helpless, caught somewhere between protest and surrender.

The glare in her eyes melted first.

Then the tension in her body slowly followed.

Her body, still stretched open around him, gave a small, helpless shiver.

The kiss dragged on, wet and unhurried, until the last of her resistance slipped away like water.

When he finally drew back just enough to look at her, her lashes were lowered.

Her lips were faintly swollen and the fierce light in her gaze had gone soft and dazed.

Seeing the beautiful sight, Li Feng’s smile turned quieter, almost fond.

"Good girl."

He rolled his hips once, slow and deep, and felt her inner walls flutter around him in answer.

"Hah~..."

Purple Death’s breath hitched.

She bit down on her lower lip and turned her face away, as if looking at him any longer would finish what little pride she had left.

Li Feng just smiled as he did not force her to look back.

Then he simply began to move again.

The wet sound of flesh meeting flesh filled the warm space inside this simple wooden house, steady and shameless, and it continued for a long time.