A Cunning Pervert in the Cultivation World - Chapter 277: Killing Intent.

Chapter 277: Chapter 277: Killing Intent.

The next morning.

Sunlight filtered through the misty forest, lighting up the surroundings once more.

Shen Jia, who had spent the entire night meditating, slowly opened her eyes and let out a quiet sigh of relief.

She felt completely recovered as she could feel her qi flowing smoothly and her fatigue gone.

“…I didn’t think he would actually give me a flawless-grade pill.”

She murmured to herself, glancing at the now empty pill bottle in her hand.

A faint, wry smile tugged at her lips.

It seemed she had truly underestimated him.

As shameless and perverted as he could be, at the very least, he appeared to be genuinely a good person.

Her thoughts drifted back to when Yue Lan had introduced him, calling him a good person with such certainty.

Shen Jia let out a soft sigh and stood up, looking around.

Some disciples had already left the area to continue exploring, while others remained, busy with their own tasks.

She walked toward Jing Lu, who was giving instructions to a small group.

“Alright, make sure to stay in groups. If you encounter any other disciples, inform them as well.”

“Yes, Senior Sister !”

Jing Lu turned as she sensed Shen Jia approaching.

She smiled warmly. “I see you’ve rested well, Sister Shen.”

“Hm.” Shen Jia nodded, glancing around. “Where is Li Feng ?”

“Oh, Senior Brother ?” Jing Lu paused for a moment before letting out a small sigh.

“He… was setting up protective formations around the area last night.”

“Eh? He’s a formation master?” Shen Jia’s eyes widened slightly in surprise.

Even Jing Lu had been shocked when she found out the night before.

Their earlier teasing about him secretly being a formation master had somehow turned out to be true.

“Yes. Senior Brother Li is truly talented.” Jing Lu said with genuine admiration.

And Shen Jia’s opinion of him shifted subtly once again.

Mastering a secondary path like formations required not only exceptional talent but also relentless, diligent hard work.

’So despite that lazy, carefree appearance on the surface…it seems he truly works hard behind the scenes.’

A twinge of guilt crept in.

She suddenly felt a little bad for having looked down on him before… also for quietly calling him a “lazy and pervert pig” behind his back.

Jing Lu’s voice gently pulled her out of her thoughts.

“If you’re looking for him, I think he went in that direction.”

She pointed toward a path leading deeper into the forest.

Shen Jia snapped back to the present, gave Jing Lu a quick nod of thanks and began walking in the direction she had pointed.

Soon after walking for a while, Shen Jia sensed a presence ahead.

She spotted Li Feng leaning casually against a tree.

“Hmm?”

At the scene, Shen Jia tilted her head curiously.

’Is he… resting?’

She wasn’t entirely sure but Li Feng currently had a pleasant, satisfied smile on his face as he relaxed against the trunk, with his head tilted slightly upward.

Then Li Feng opened his eyes and looked straight at her.

“Good morning.”

“Good morning… What are you doing?” Shen Jia asked, slowly walking closer with a curiosity in her eyes.

But just then, the bushes at the base of the tree under Li Feng rustled.

And two heads suddenly popped out, as the two figures slowly stood up.

It was Jian Ruyi with her expression as stern and composed as ever, while calmly buttoning up the front of her robe as a small glistening stain could be seen at the corner of her lips.

Beside her was Ning Jianli, her face was faintly flushed as she currently have one of her delicate hand covering her mouth.

A thin trickle of translucent liquid slid down the back of her hand.

Shen Jia blinked at the sudden appearance of the two women, momentarily stunned and confused.

In that same instant when Shen Jia was distracted, Li Feng smoothly pulled up his lower robes and adjusted his clothing in the blink of an eye, looking perfectly and normal once more.

“What… were you guys doing?” Shen Jia finally managed to ask, staring at the bizarre scene.

“Oh, there was some strange insect burrowing into the ground,” Li Feng explained confidently, still wearing that easy smile. “We’ve been waiting for it to come out as it looked quite extraordinary.”

He spoke as if it were the most natural thing in the world, all while feeling a pleasant lightness in his balls.

“Is that so…?” Shen Jia couldn’t help feeling a spark of curiosity.

She actually started to lean forward, intending to peer into the hole herself but then-

“Ah, Fellow Disciple Shen.” Li Feng quickly interrupted, “since you’ve fully recovered, shouldn’t we start heading toward that temple where our senior sisters disappeared?”

At his reminder, worry flooded back into Shen Jia’s heart, instantly distracting her once again.

“You’re right. We can’t waste any more time! When should we leave?”

“Right now.”

Li Feng replied without hesitation.

He had already finished setting up the formations last night and have also instructed Goldie regarding the camp protection, and even found time to…. enjoy a little “game” with his wife and sword maid.

As Shen Jia turned to gather her thoughts, Li Feng casually patted Ning Jianli’s plump rear while her back was turned to him and leaned in to whisper.

“So just do what I told you while I’m gone, okay?”

Ning Jianli made a few swallowing motions before nodding obediently.

Li Feng gave her a satisfied smile.

Then Jian Ruyi stepped in front of him and subtly arched her perky peach-like rear toward him.

He shot her a slightly weird look but didn’t hesitate as his hand landed with a firm pat, then squeezed a generous handful of the soft flesh to soothe her barely-hidden jealousy.

With everything settled,

Li Feng turned and departed alongside Jian Ruyi, letting Shen Jia take the lead as they set off toward the mysterious temple.

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Just like that, time seemed to fly.

Noon slowly gave way to evening.

Li Feng’s small group of three didn’t dawdle at all as they focused entirely on reaching their destination.

Fortunately, they encountered almost nothing along the way.

Or rather, the only things they met were weak beasts, which Jian Ruyi kill with a single, effortless slash of her sword.

Li Feng finally got to witness his little wife’s prowess up close.

So he couldn’t stop praising her, and though her face remained stern and sharp, it was clear that Jian Ruyi was happy inside.

And of course… whenever Shen Jia wasn’t looking, Li Feng always found some small opportunity to tease Jian Ruy with both his hands and mouth.

Because of her occasional flushed cheeks, Shen Jia simply assumed Jian Ruyi was getting tired from all the travel and fighting.

Soon they arrived at the edge of a cliff.

It wasn’t a particularly deep drop as they could clearly see the forest stretching out below.

“Are we close?” Li Feng asked, following behind Shen Jia as she surveyed the surroundings.

“Hm. I’ve already found the markers I left behind. At this pace, we should reach the temple by tomorrow evening.”

Li Feng nodded and turned toward Jian Ruyi.

Her collar was slightly messy as she was calmly fixing it while walking toward him.

But then her serious expression suddenly sharpened as she sniffed the air slightly.

“…Blood.” she murmured.

Li Feng heard her words and immediately turned toward the same direction, sensing movement approaching. Judging by the fluctuations in spiritual qi…

“A battle?” he thought.

They didn’t have to wait long.

A group of demonic disciples burst into view, locked in combat with two male disciples from a righteous sect.

Shen Jia crouched low, watching cautiously.

“… It’s those Fire Yang bastards again. We should be careful. I sense someone at the 9th realm of Qi Refinement among them.”

Li Feng sneaked up beside her.

His much bulkier frame looked somewhat comical while crouched next to the slender Shen Jia.

He nodded seriously, doing his best to act like a proper cultivator facing real danger—for once.

He even closed the distance until their shoulders were touching, pretending it was necessary as he leaned in to whisper.

“As expected of Fellow Disciple Shen, you really are sharp. So what should we do? Should we help those two?”

Shen Jia gave a smug little smile at the praise before replying.

“We should help, but we should wait for an opportunity to launch a surprise attack and take some of them out quickly.”

“I see. How insightful.”

Shen Jia smiled again, completely unaware of how close they were stuck to each other and continued.

“After all, we have Senior Sister Jian with us.” She turned to look for her. “What do you think, Senior Sister…? Huh? Where did she go?”

Shen Jia tilted her head in confusion as Jian Ruyi had vanished.

“Oh, I heard her whisper ’Kill…’ and then she already rushed down,” Li Feng answered casually while pointing below.

“What?!”

Shen Jia was dumbfounded.

Following his finger, she saw Jian Ruyi already standing directly in front of the group of demonic disciples.

Even from this distance, Shen Jia could see the cold, emotionless killing intent radiating from her eyes as she slowly began to draw her sword.

[Here an illustration of Jian Ruyi killing intent:]