Chapter 87: Female-Dominated Cultivation World (Eight) Despicable Female Cultivator

In this life, Elder Pei was clearly much bolder than in the previous one.

Their lips touched, and the sharp lips parted slightly, directly prying open Liu Changning’s lips.

The warm and soft tongue entered, but was blocked by her teeth at the gap.

He looked up, his crimson eyes fixed on Liu Changning. He felt a bit angry inside, she had just agreed to transfer true qi to him, but now she was deliberately making things difficult.

Pei Ziyuan lowered his eyes, his small canine teeth biting her lip corner in frustration. Taking advantage of her moment of pain, he slipped inside.

Liu Changning’s eyes darkened slightly as she lowered her gaze, her line of sight falling on his unclothed body.

His limbs were curled up, his long legs unable to stretch out, curled and hanging off the high platform. His rounded buttocks sat pressed against her legs, firm yet soft. His waist had not an ounce of excess flesh, the muscle lines beautiful yet containing strength.

Her gaze traveled up along his body, finally landing on that chiseled face so close to her eyes.

The features were three-dimensional and profound. Looking closely, there wasn’t much difference from the features of Emperor Qing in the previous life. The only distinction was in those eyes – these were phoenix eyes, their gaze falling on a person with less enticement and more arrogance added.

Unfortunately, though the features were handsome, the skin all over his body seemed to have been painted with a layer of fiery red paint, even down to the toes being fire-red.

The handsome face was completely ruined by the red skin.

Liu Changning hadn’t recognized him earlier, probably because the color of his whole body as if on fire had dominated all attention, causing one to unconsciously overlook his actual appearance.

A hint of a smile spread in Liu Changning’s eyes. Her lips and teeth loosened slightly, allowing the soft tongue inside to occupy and rule, very actively beginning to suck the Xuanbing true essence from within her.

In such matters, there was actually no trace of inexperience, as if he was naturally skilled, or perhaps practice makes perfect.

Liu Changning frowned but didn’t move, allowing him to act recklessly.

Thinking of the possibility of Elder Pei being well-experienced, the old cadre’s mood became somewhat displeased.

As punishment, she extended her soft tongue, pretending to dodge in panic. The originally tiny space in the oral cavity became chaotic with her movements, occasionally bumping into the foreign object.

Pei Ziyuan, having absorbed enough of the transformable Xuanbing true essence, comfortably narrowed his eyes, just about to withdraw when he discovered that the female cultivator before him was dodging left and right, avoiding him, yet clumsily entangling.

His half-lowered eyelids flashed with contempt. For a woman to be such a good-for-nothing, while he, as a man, had taken the initiative to kiss her and hadn’t even minded, yet she herself was now frightened and flustered.

Elder Pei secretly cursed the useless waste in his heart and was about to withdraw, but unexpectedly, with her panicked dodging, the soft warmth entangled with his, intertwining together.

Elder Pei’s heart trembled fleetingly. The soft warmth that had been calmly misbehaving earlier now dared not move. He stared wide-eyed, glaring hatefully at Liu Changning.

The entangled soft warmth could only make muffled “puchi” sounds.

He never expected the woman before him to also have such an innocent expression, a look of shame and anger as if insulted.

As the shame and anger on her face deepened, the two’s soft warmth became more tightly entangled.

Elder Pei was so angry he almost had smoke coming out of his seven orifices. He pushed her away abruptly, got up in a fluster, the corner of his lips revealing an ambiguous red mark after being kissed, though he himself was unaware.

Ambiguous silver threads overflowed from the gaps between their lips. Liu Changning stared at his unclothed body, revealing a chilling smile.

The displeasure in her eyes disappeared completely, replaced by a faint smile.

After that probing just now, she seemed to have overestimated the little phoenix. The seemingly skilled Elder Pei was probably just an inexperienced showpiece.

With the Heartless Dao reinforcement, he likely didn’t know what love and affection were.

He probably thought that kissing to transfer true qi was a perfectly normal thing as long as both parties were willing.

The little phoenix’s sense of shame was somewhat dull; it would need to be carefully cultivated in the future.

Liu Changning pondered inwardly while her face was filled with panic.

She pretended to look at him in horror, her thin lips parting slightly, taking small breaths.

Her cold eyes were tinged with just the right amount of fright, her black hair like a waterfall scattered over her shoulders.

A gentle breeze passed by, lifting the hair at her temples, exposing her lightly powdered cheeks to Pei Ziyuan’s gaze.

He unconsciously swallowed, an unfamiliar tingling lingering in his heart. The rebuke that was about to burst out got stuck in his throat, his gaze dazed and absent-minded.

Taking in all of his reactions, the old cadre, whose face remained serious, didn’t kindly stop there.

Her slender white fingers brushed aside the hair at her temples, revealing that otherworldly beautiful face now tainted by the mortal realm.

Her tea-colored eyes were moist and clear. Meeting Elder Pei’s gaze, she struggled to curl her lips and said, “Elder, if there’s a next time, could you please inform me beforehand? With you doing this… how will this junior be able to take a husband in the future?”

Elder Pei suddenly coughed, his hand trembling as he pointed at her, “You, you, you…” For half a day, he couldn’t utter a word of rebuttal.

The thought that he had been taken advantage of earlier disappeared completely. Seeing the troubled expression on the woman’s face before him, as if she wanted to speak but held back, he couldn’t think of any words of reproach. He withdrew his hand, a flash of doubt crossing his eyes. Could it be that his actions earlier were truly excessive?

For the first time in his life, Elder Pei questioned his own behavior. It was simply transferring true qi orally, but from her appearance, it was as if she had been humiliated.

In the stories of the mortal realm, a woman forcibly kissing a man was humiliating, but wasn’t a man forcibly kissing a woman supposed to be good fortune rather than humiliation?

Unable to understand the situation, Elder Pei poked his fingers together and averted his gaze.

The anger in his crimson eyes retreated, replaced by a fleeting guilt.

He stiffened his neck, unwilling to lose face in front of the female cultivator, and said harshly, “You’re just making a fuss. You’re a female cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage, even if you’re… well, not very bright, you’re still a great woman. How could you not be able to take a husband? Don’t think of yourself as useless.”