A Cunning Pervert in the Cultivation World

Li Feng’s heart jump.

The moment Lan Suyao spat out a mouthful of blood, the entire room’s temperature seemed to drop.

Her usually flawless face turned deathly pale, and her aura which had been steadily rising earlier suddenly now twisted into chaotic, violent turbulence.

“Senior Lan!” He lean down instantly, one arm wrapping around her waist to support her collapsing body.

Blood continued to trickle from the corner of her lips, staining her pale chin and dripping onto her still exposed, heaving breasts.

But Lan Suyao didnt seem to care about her injury as her’s eyes widened with shock and fury.

Her slender fingers gripped the armrest so tightly that cracks spread across the wood.

“Twisted… Harmony…!” she hissed once more, her voice trembling with bone-deep hatred.

Inside her soul sea, the situation had already turned catastrophic.

The once pure white space had fractured like shattered glass.

From those cracks poured pitch-black energy reeking of twisted yin and corrupted harmony.

At that moment, Lan Suyao finally understood everything.

From the very beginning… she had never truly been spared.

Even if she had not used the flower to purify the black lines, this would still have happened eventually.

If she had waited, perhaps just as the Sect Leader once said, the sect might one day have discovered a safer treasure or method to remove the black lines within her soul.

But that twisted woman clearly understood her nature too well.

She knew Lan Suyao was impatient for revenge.

And now, after once again falling into that woman’s scheme, Lan Suyao found that her anger far surpassed even the pain consuming her soul.

“Cough!”

Lan Suyao suddenly coughed out another mouthful of blood from anger.

Despite her condition, she still weakly tried to push him away, pretending to be fine.

“…Thank you. It seems there was something wrong with the method but I’m fine.”

Lan Suyao calmly murmured, acting as though nothing serious had happened.

But Li Feng frowned deeply at this.

He could clearly sense that her soul had already descended into chaos.

Even if she did not die immediately but if this continued unchecked, she would either become crippled… or slowly perish later.

Yet despite all that, her pride still seem to towered above the heavens.

Even now, she still wanted to appear strong in front of him.

Lan Suyao noticed Li Feng’s expression and misunderstood his silence.

She thought he was still focused on obtaining her mortal body.

“Hmm… but don’t worry. A deal is a deal. You may enjoy my mortal body as you please.”

Even while standing at death’s door, Lan Suyao had no intention of taking back her words.

She was both prideful and resolute.

That was the dignity of an Azure Moon Sect’s Legacy Disciple… The Azure Frost, Lan Suyao.

Or perhaps, soon to be a former one.

Li Feng’s frown deepened further, his sharp eyes narrowing as he stared at the proud woman in his arms.

Even now, with blood staining her lips and chin, Lan Suyao still tried to maintain her cold composure.

Her voice remained calm and aloof, as though her soul was not currently tearing itself apart.

“You’re okay?” Li Feng repeated, his voice low. “Senior Lan, your soul sea is collapsing. If we do nothing, you won’t just lose your cultivation… you’ll die within days.”

Hearing this, Lan Suyao calmly wiped the blood from her mouth with the back of her hand.

Despite her face growing paler, her expression remained icy and indifferent.

“A deal is a deal,” she said quietly, completely ignoring his warning.

“You brought the flower so I will honor my promise. You may enjoy my mortal body as you wish tonight. Do not concern yourself with the rest.”

She even shifted slightly in his arm, pressing her bare, soft breasts more firmly against his chest, as if trying to prove the sincerity of her words.

Hearing this, Li Feng let out a low, frustrated chuckle.

“You really are stubborn to the bone…”

But seeing the color drain further and further from her face, Li Feng finally placed his hand over her dantian just below her navel and began channeling his yang energy transformed through the Sovereign Harmony Guiding Art.

Then a steady stream of warm, golden yang qi flowed directly into her body.

And the effect was immediate.

The chaotic black energy ravaging her soul sea suddenly slowed, as though an invisible hand had seized the collapsing fragments and forcibly held them together.

The unbearable tearing pain within her soul weakened into a dull, throbbing ache.

Although dual cultivation would have been far more effective, but transferring the transformed yang by contact alone was enough to temporarily stabilize her condition.

And Lan Suyao’s long lashes trembled after she realized the situation inside her soul sea.

Her cold eyes widened with genuine shock as she felt the foreign yet strangely harmonious energy stabilize her crumbling foundation, even if only for a moment.

“What… is that?” she whispered and look at Li Feng.

Li Feng looked down at her seriously.

His hand never left her dantian as he continued pouring more yang energy into her body.

“This is part of my special dual cultivation technique,” he explained.

“I can refine my yang qi into a form that harmonizes and stabilizes chaotic or damaged essences, especially soul injuries. Right now, it’s not a permanent solution, but it can buy us time.”

Lan Suyao looked momentarily confused when she heard this.

“This…is a dual cultivation technique?”

Li Feng nodded.

“My dual cultivation art is rather special and doesn’t require the partner to learn anything,” he said truthfully, his eyes locked onto hers.

“And honestly… I was planning to use it with you tonight anyway.”

Hearing this, Lan Suyao’s cold eyes flickered with complicated emotions.

She was surprised, yet also felt a faint understanding.

Lan Suyao realized that Li Feng must have planned to refine her primordial yin as well.

But she did not find it strange.

After all, if she were in his position, she also would not want to waste such valuable primordial yin.

Then, after a brief silence, she slowly spoke.

“…Since this dual cultivation technique can relieve my soul injury to such an extent through mere contact alone… then does that mean it would become even more effective if we truly engaged in dual cultivation?”

Li Feng glanced down at the proud woman in his arms and could not help but think that she was indeed extremely intelligent.

Most people would still be panicking in her situation.

But Lan Suyao had already managed to analyze the nature of his technique from only a few clues.

Li Feng nodded slowly.

“It would.”