A Cunning Pervert in the Cultivation World - Chapter 234: The Devil Yin (4)

Chapter 234: Chapter 234: The Devil Yin (4)

Her purple eyes glowed brighter.

Right now she looked both excited ….and dangerously seductive.

At this provocation,

The puppet’s golden eye burned even brighter, but before it could react, the light sword moved first.

Whoosh!

Three swords of light tore through the air like streaks of silver lightning, each trailing a faint, humming afterglow toward the puppet.

Swing!

Seeing this, the puppet reacted instantly.

Its joints squeaked as it twisted its torso to dodge the first sword as it fall toward the ground.

Then its wooden fingers curled instinctively, claws scraping the dirt as it pushed off the ground and spun sideways to evade the second.

But the third sword came faster than even its reflexes could fully account for.

Zing!

The sword hit and a manage to clipped the puppet’s shoulder, tearing through the layered cloak and scraping against the reinforced wood beneath.

Whoosh!

Without pause, a fourth sword sliced through the air, its light trailing like a comet toward the puppet.

The puppet’s head snapped toward the incoming threat.

Its eyes glowed brighter, as it began to precisely calculating the blade’s trajectory.

But only a single outcome came to mind….that it couldn’t dodge.

With a sharp wooden creak, it raised its left arm in a crude but effective block.

Crack!

The moment its arm met the sword of light, the reinforced wood splintered and shattered completely.

Shards flew outward as the sword drove straight toward its head.

Even so, sacrificing its arm had bought the puppet a fraction of a second.

It twisted its torso and with a hair’s breadth of luck, the sword grazed its cheek instead of striking dead center.

BOOM!

The deflected strike sent a shockwave rippling through the clearing.

Dust, dirt, and light fragments were hurled into the air as the ground cracked beneath the force.

The puppet staggered back toward a safe distance and looked down at its own arm…

…which was gone.

Right now, with one arm severed and its cloak in tatters, the puppet looked heavily damaged.

Yao Xin’s eyes narrowed.

Her ragged breaths hitched as she took in the revealed figure beneath the tattered white cloak.

The puppet was a marvel of craftsmanship: sleek, humanoid wood intricately carved with flowing patterns.

Its face was a blank mask, featureless save for those glowing golden eyes that flickered with simple intelligence.

“Haa~… A puppet?” she murmured, her voice a sultry whisper laced with intrigue and arousal.

Her fingers never stopped their frantic rhythm inside her slick, insistent as another wave of pleasure built in her core.

The revelation only fueled her twisted excitement.

This wasn’t a living being to conquer….

….it was a toy, an object she could use without fear of breaking it.

“Perfect… utterly perfect~.”

The puppet didn’t seem to notice Yao Xin rising arousal or it simply doesn’t care as it currently have it attention somewhere else.

Its gaze dropped to its missing arm … then fixed on the torn cloak.

“…”

It was the first gift its master had ever given it.

Now, seeing it in such a ruined state, the puppet felt something for the first time.

Anger.

Its golden eyes flared with an intensity it had never known.

The golden line on its wooden frame pulsed erratically as this new emotion surged through its core like wildfire.

With a low, grinding creak that echoed like a beast’s growl, the puppet’s remaining arm trembled.

Golden qi condensed into its fist until it glowed like a miniature sun.

The air around it seem to warped as heat waves rose as the ground beneath its feet blackened and cracked from the raw power buildup.

Crack.

Thick vines and tree branches erupted from the earth, writhing in the air like the tentacles of some ancient beast.

Now those flaring golden eyes locked onto Yao Xin with murderous intensity.

And yet, beneath that killing gaze, Yao Xin only purred.

“Ahh~…Oh ? Getting serious now~ ?”

Her voice was thick with arousal, even as her heart skipped and beat even more at the sight.

Her fingers thrust deeper into her slick entrance, matching the puppet’s rising fury with her own building climax.

Her large, exposed breasts heaved with each ragged breath.

The talismans around her whirled faster, sensing the escalation but she held them back… just a little longer.

Lingering on the edge of ecstasy was addictive, truly intoxicating.

Looking at the puppet growing stronger by the second, Yao Xin smiled lewdly.

“Haa~… You’re awakening something in me too, you know~,” she whispered hoarsely, eyes glazing over with lustful madness.

“Come… break me, or be mine~!”

At those words—

the puppet moved.

Deep in the ruined forest,

A beautiful, seductive young woman knelt on both knees, her face pressed shamelessly into the dirt.

Her large pale breasts hung free, completely exposed.

“More…give me more~” Yao Xin purred, voice thick and trembling with pleasure.

She spread her legs even wider and lifted her hips high, pushing her shapely plump peach up into the air.

Right now, her position looked completely shameless, like a desperate slut begging for attention.

One hand moved quickly between her thighs, as her fingers remain working hard.

Her curvaceous body rocked back and forth, breasts swinging enticingly as she chased the feeling of that raw, primal pleasure.

Yet the world around her told a different story….

Around her,….

The forest lay in apocalyptic ruin, as though a hurricane and a desperate battle had just happened here.

Every trees around the area lay snapped and splintered.

Some still smoldered as thin trails of smoke can be seen curling into the air.

The earth below was cracked and uneven, gouged open by some powerful force.

And boulders had been blasted apart, debris scattered everywhere like the aftermath of a intense battlefield.

Now there was nothing but ruin destruction.

“Ahh~Haaa~…Ugh~”

And….

Directly in front of the still-indulging woman slumped the puppet.

The puppet remain slumped against a crack boulder, motionless.

Right now, it look rather in poor condition as both of its arms had been severed, cut off at the shoulders.

Swords and chains formed from condensed light could be seen still pierced through its torso and remaining limbs, pinning it in place like a criminal awaiting judgment.

Its head hung low, lifeless, as though only a small flicker of gold remained in its eye.

Thin cracks spiderwebbed across its polished surface, leaking dying threads of qi that curled upward like fading smoke.

The chains pulsed faintly, humming with residual power as they bound the broken frame.

For a long moment, only Yao Xin’s ragged moans and the soft crackle of distant flame filled this devastating area.

Then her glazed eyes lifted…. slowly…. and languidly toward the impaled puppet.

A slow… wicked smile curved her dirt-smeared lips, along with her misty gaze.

“Haa~… still so beautiful, even when you are like this… ”

Her fingers never stopped moving.