14: Old Demoness
One thousand smacks and bruised butts later, Li Fei and Ning Rongrong sat down in the dining room. The mansion's premises were heavily guarded by Nine Demoness of Nine Claws Sect, hovering above the mansion. No one dares to get close, even King Yu Cheng's Royal Legion was stationed a few kilometers away, one thousand of them. Just to assure the citizens that Nine Claws Sect would do anything stupid with the king’s army's presence nearby.
After a moment, Aylan and Yulan appeared from the kitchen. Aylan brought a tray with a pot of wine and two porcelain cups on it while Yulan had Li Fei's robe in her embrace.
“Green Bamboo Wine, my lady.” Aylan says, placing the pot and the cups on the table.
Yulan, on the other hand, unfolds his robes and stretches the sleeves behind him. “M-master, please don't get cold. Here's your robe.”
“En, thank you. Go back to your chamber and have some rest.” Li Fei says while he slipped into his robe. Tightened the belt and sat before Peng Lao's step-mother.
Aylan and Yulan glanced at each other and nodded amicably. However, before they could even retreat to their dwelling, Ning Rongrong halts the two with her demonic killing intent when she catches a whiff of their feminine scent.
“Stay. I'll have a word with both of you after I finish talking with this idiot step-son of mine.”
“Y-yes, my lady.” The two answers in a synced stutter and they stood in the corner.
‘Golly, this is going to be a lecture night.” Li Fei murmured inwardly, rubbing his forehead.
“So,” Ning Rongrong says again. “Care to explain how in the seven hells you fell in this disgraceful state? I want to hear it directly from you.”
Li Fei cleared his throat. “As you've heard already, this body was poisoned to near death, bedridden for a decade, my business flushed to the gutter, and here I am, finding my way back to life.”
“All of that arduous hardship and pain just to save that whore's twin daughters?! I picked you up from that slum to give you a chance to achieve a glorious life! Not as a pimp of a third rate brothel! I can't believe it!”
“Not just a whore. Their mother is my beloved whore.” Li Fei quipped under his breath. Although he speaks as Peng Lao, it also affects his feelings a little bit.
“Hmph! What a waste! I shouldn't have helped Meilan to deliver her twin daughters.”
“Wait what?!” Li Fei remarked in bewilderment.
“Aish… that's an old story. I'll fill you in with a history lesson another time.”
“Tsk! I came all this way from Hu Province just to see my boy got rekt by an unknown agent. Good thing you've solved it, otherwise, I will flip the whole kingdom upside down!”
“Yes, I miss you too, Matron Mother.” Li Fei said.
Ning Rongrong gulped her wine in one go after that outburst. She immediately spat the wine to the side. “Puih! Even a horse's piss still tastes better than this shit!”
Aylan trotted to the table in panic, she immediately bowed ninety degrees before the Matriarch. “I-I am sorry, my lady! I will immediately bring another wine that will fit with your taste!”
Li Fei tapped Aylan's shoulder, assuring her that it was not her fault since the Matriarch had different taste buds compared to others due to her cultivation art.
According to Peng Lao's memory, Ning Rongrong practiced the Nine Hells Blood Art which turned her body and physical traits akin to a vampire, hence why she had a pale-white skin and red irises. Ning Rongrong even dyed her silver-white hair to black as to conceal her cultivation art and make her appearance not so obvious.
Nothing would fix her mood other than a few droplets of blood in her wine, Li Fei bites his thumb and diluted a few drops of blood into the pot. He then poured the rice wine into her cup which she gladly siped with delight.
Li Fei had predicted what would entail after the matriarch sipped his diluted blood. He finds no better way to introduce himself to her but to let her recognize the difference. He can't just say, ‘Hai, I am Li Fei. Your step-son is dead, and I possessed his body now,’ right?
“Much better,” Remarked the matriarch. “Eh, wait a minute your blood tastes sweeter than the last time I checked. Wait… this trace of fragrance… Did you actually master that wretched, perverse cultivation art?!”
Ning Rongrong sprang from her seat after Li Fei nodded in admittance, and it's impossible to deceive her.
And thus, she wrestled him, pinning his back on the floor in an instance with a slipper on her left hand, spanking his crotch mercilessly.
Pok! Pok! Pok!
“You. Utter. Fucking. Brat! I knew it was you who stole it from my private library! I told you to not touch that book and yet you have mastered it instead! How many women have you slept with thus far by using that technique?! Hah?! Tell me! You will receive 100 hits for every woman that you've brainwashed to copulate with your cock!”
As fierce and abusive as she might look, Ning Rongrong didn't use her Qi when she spanked him and she perfectly controlled her otherworldly strength and she also avoided hitting his face. Real mothers never hit their children's face, however, their butts, arms and legs are free games to teach them children some discipline and obedience.
“I only mastered the Harem Emperor's Heavenly Arts this morning! I haven't used it on any woman, I swear to the heavens!”
Ning Rongrong shot her glance toward the twins. “I know both of you slept with him this evening. Did he use any Charm Art of some sorts?”
Aylan mustered her courage and stepped forward. “N-no, my lady, aside from his sweet, plum blossom scent that he exuded during our courtship, he didn't use anything that caused us to lose our minds.”
Ning Rongrong exhaled a relieved sigh and returned to her seat. “Heavens… you don't want to know what kind of hell that I've summoned upon that bastard's sect just to usurp that wretched book.”
“And save thousands of women that he enslaved as his Yin Qi Cauldrons. Yeah, I've heard this legend multiple times already.” Li Fei chimed in, rubbing his ‘a tad' swollen member.
Li Fei got up from the floor, fixing his chair. “Granted, I can already imagine what kind of things would happen if this book fell into the wrong hands. Anyway, since I have mastered it, you can have it back, though.”
“No need.” The vampiric-looking woman waved her hand dismissively. “That book serves no purpose any longer once mastered by a man and becomes unreadable by anyone except its master. Since it was you who mastered it, I can rest easy. I don't have to kill its master this time. I trust your judgment and boldness to steal that book from my library. You must have a good reason on your own, no?”
Li Fei smiles awkwardly. “Indeed, I want to use it in the right way. I am grateful to have the best and badass step-mother like you.”
“Hmph! Flattery won't earn you my forgiveness for stealing that book.” Ning Rongrong emptied her second cup. “Speaking of which, how the hell did you convince them to sleep with you? You can't hold the urge to copulate after a decade of slum
ber is it?”
“W-well, that bit might need some further explanation.”
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