A Cunning Pervert in the Cultivation World

Night quickly descended over Cloudveil City.

Inside the brightly lit streets, many mortals already stopped what they were doing and looked up at the sky in unison as admiration filled their eye at the view.

From the direction of the City Lord’s Manor, a majestic snow white flying ship could be seen slowly rising into the air.

Its grand formation glowed with soft azure light, and the Azure Moon Sect’s insignia on its hull shone proudly under the moonlight.

A collective gasp of awe spread through the crowd.

“Look at that… how magnificent!”

“So beautiful and big… and it’s departing at night?”

The massive vessel ascended gracefully, its sails unfurling with radiant runes as spiritual wind gathered beneath it.

The sight was breathtaking… like a divine beast awakening and taking flight.

Not everyone get the chance to see such a majestic flying ship so every one stop what they are doing and admire the sight.

…However, not everyone was simply amazed.

In a quiet corner of the street, a few cultivators exchanged uneasy glances.

“Another one? This is the second flying ship this month but there shouldn’t be any event like the secret realm…” one of them muttered, frowning.

“Is something big happening? The sect rarely sends out ships of such scale like this.”

“I don’t know, but for them to use a ship with the official sect insignia… it must be something serious.”

Whispers spread like ripples across the city among the elite.

Some felt excited thinking there will be some sort of opportunity, while others anxious.

Many speculated that major events were stirring within the Azure Moon Sect territory.

A few sharper individuals had already sensed the strangeness in the air and quietly sent people to investigate.

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High above, standing at the railing of the flying ship, Li Feng looked down at the shrinking city lights with calm eyes.

But inside, he couldn’t help but sigh that he had to leave so soon after arriving back.

Yue Lan stood silently beside him, her veil back in place and her robes neatly arranged.

She gently leaned against his arm, sensing his reluctance.

Just then, Lan Suyao walked over from behind them and spoke.

“With the speed of this flying ship, we should reach the capital of the Fen Dynasty in three days instead of seven.”

Li Feng nodded and smile at her words.

“That’s good. The faster, the better.”

He turned slightly toward Lan Suyao, hesitating for a moment before deciding to tell her the truth.

“Actually… the reason I wanted to go there at first was to investigate the plague. But now I have a different goal.”

Lan Suyao glanced at him, a faint smile appearing on her lips.

“What might that be?”

Li Feng looked toward the distant moon and sighed softly.

“It’s to rescue a senior sister of mine named Fen Ziyan.”

He then turned to look directly at her. “After that, I want us to return immediately. Would that cause any problems for you?”

Lan Suyao remained silent for a few seconds, her expression unreadable under the moonlight.

Then she let out a soft chuckle and shook her head.

“Problems? Not at all. This trip is mostly just a formality. I can return after doing a quick inspection.”

But then she frowned slightly and murmured, almost to herself,

“Such a waste of time… Why does the sect even bother sending me?”

Hearing this, Li Feng looked at her curiously.

“Since it’s such a waste of time, why couldn’t you just refuse?”

Lan Suyao let out a helpless sigh, her gaze turning toward the dark horizon.

“It’s not that simple. The Sect Leader always has her own strange way of thinking, so sending me must have been deliberate. Plus, if I refused… I had a feeling my master would personally come and beat me up.”

“Oh? Your master?”

Li Feng couldn’t help but feel curious when he saw the look on her face at the mention of her master.

Just what kind of person could make the usually fierce and cold Lan Suyao show such a helpless expression?

Lan Suyao looked visibly annoyed just thinking about her master.

But seeing the clear curiosity in Li Feng’s eyes, she sighed again and continued.

“That’s right. My master is the Grand Elder, known for her overwhelming strength… and her slightly barbarian temper but her power is real. I heard that only the Sect Leader herself can subdue her.”

At those words, Li Feng blinked, trying to imagine it.

’A barbarian fairy…?’

It was hard to imagine it…

All powerful cultivators who reached high realms would have their mortal bodies refined by heaven and earth, making them exceptionally beautiful and graceful.

The idea of a “barbarian” Grand Elder felt strangely contradictory.

Unable to hold back his curiosity, Li Feng continue to asked, “What is your master’s name?”

Lan Suyao thought for a moment before looking him straight in the eyes.

“Her name is Leng Qianxue… known as the ’Mad Ice Demoness’.”

Li Feng’s eyebrows rose slightly.

…Just the name itself carried a bone chilling, domineering aura.

“She is one of the Grand Elders of the Azure Moon Sect,” Lan Suyao continued.

“She cultivates the extreme ice path and is famous for her explosive… temper and terrifying combat strength. People call her the ’Mad Ice Demoness’ behind her back. Even many male elders are scared of her… as almost all of them have been beaten by her at least once.”

Hearing this, Li Feng gave Lan Suyao a strange look.

’This kinda sounds familiar…’

But Lan Suyao didn’t notice his odd expression and Li Feng just rubbed his nose awkwardly.

“…She sounds quite formidable.”

Lan Suyao snorted.

“Formidable is putting it mildly. I heard that she once chased a Late Stage Nascent Soul demonic cultivator for three thousand miles just because he looked at her the wrong way. In the end, the man was frozen into an ice statue and used as decoration in her ice palace.”

Hearing such a feat, Yue Lan couldn’t help but smile faintly beneath her veil.

“She seems like a very… straightforward senior.”

Meanwhile, Li Feng finally realized a major problem.

’Damn… what if she finds out how many shameless things I’ve done to her disciple? Wouldn’t I get skinned alive?’

Lan Suyao finally noticed his strange expression and narrowed her eyes.

“What’s with that face? You look like you just swallowed a fly.”

Li Feng quickly forced a smile and shook his head.

“Nothing… I was just thinking that your master must be a very impressive senior. I hope I never have the chance to offend her.”

Lan Suyao stared at him for a moment before letting out a cold laugh.

“You’d better pray you never meet her. If she discovers the things you’ve done to me…”

She then glance slightly at Li Feng crotch and smile,”… You’ll understand why people call her the Mad Ice Demoness.”

Hearing this, Li Feng’s smile stiffened while Yue Lan covered her mouth and let out a soft laugh.

The three of them continued standing at the railing for a while longer, letting the cool night wind blowing past them as the flying ship sped through the clouds.

But inside Li Feng’s mind, a new sense of urgency appeared.

’…I need to get stronger… fast. Before I ever have to face that Mad Ice Demoness.’

With that thought in mind, Li Feng suddenly wrapped his arms around both women’s slender waists.

Lan Suyao glanced down at the mischievous hand resting on her waist, then looked up at his face.

Yue Lan simply smiled gently beneath her veil, already knowing exactly what he was thinking.

“Ahem… The night is still young,” Li Feng cough.

Then he declared with a straight, righteous face.

“It would be a waste if we don’t… engage in some dual cultivation to improve our strength, right? As seekers of the Dao and immortality, we shouldn’t slack off too much!”

At his words, Yue Lan’s golden eyes curved beautifully in a smile.

While Lan Suyao just shook her head.

Nevertheless, neither woman resisted.

Seeing this, Li Feng grinned lewdly.

Without another word, he pulled both beautiful fairies toward the luxurious central cabin.

The door closed behind them with a soft click, and he instantly activated a powerful isolation formation, completely cutting off all sound and spiritual sense from the outside.

And the moment the formation activated, the atmosphere inside the cabin turned scorching hot.

Soon… clothes began to fall one by one onto the floor.

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Meanwhile…

Inside the Azure Moon Sect,

Atop a nameless peak high above the clouds, a single elegant pavilion stood in silence, surrounded by drifting winds and swirling mists under the beautiful moonlight.

Suddenly—

WHOOSH!

A breathtaking figure appeared out of thin air.

Her long, flowing silver-white hair cascaded like a waterfall of moonlight, shimmering with a faint crystalline glow.

A few unkempt strands danced gently in the night breeze, yet they failed to conceal her peerlessly beautiful face.

Her skin was flawless and pale as fresh snow, while her sharp, icy eyes glowed with a cold, domineering light that seemed capable of freezing one’s soul with a single glance.

She wore a luxurious white and silver robe that hugged her alluring figure, accentuating her full breasts and slender waist.

In her right hand, she casually held a long, ancient sword that emitted a terrifying chill, its blade reflecting the moonlight like frozen starlight.

Yet despite being so breathtakingly beautiful, the way she held her sword and carried herself was rather… wild and unrefined.

Not to mention the unpleasant frown on her face as she stared at the pavilion.

“So… what might the oh-great Sect Leader want with me in the middle of the night?” she spoke casually, her voice dripping with mockery and annoyance. “I finally managed to have a dream after a hundred years. You’d better have a good reason for waking me up.”

From within the pavilion, a soft, gentle voice drifted out, carrying the profound wisdom of the heavens.

“Grand Elder Leng Qianxue. How about you guess why I called you here?”

Hearing this, Leng Qianxue snorted and rested her sword lazily on her shoulder in a rather wild manner.

“Cut the nonsense. Just tell me what you want from me.”

Despite the Grand Elder’s disrespectful tone, the Sect Leader inside the pavilion didn’t seem to mind.

She simply let out a soft sigh as her tone changed back to a friendly one, as if they were close sisters.

“Senior Sister, it’s been so long. Can’t we have a small chat about old times?”

Leng Qianxue rolled her eyes.

“Old times? Oh, spare me. Every time you speak to me in that gentle tone, it means you’re about to dump some troublesome matter on me.”

She lazily ran her fingers through her long white hair and yawned.

“So hurry up and tell me what you need so I can go back to sleep. Maybe I can still catch that dream again.”

After a moment of silence, the voice from inside the pavilion drifted out again.

But this time, it was much more serious.

“I want you to go to the Fen Dynasty… and wait at a specific location.”

At those words, Leng Qianxue’s lazy expression vanished instantly.

She knew very well that sending her… the strongest Grand Elder of the Azure Moon Sect simply to “wait at a location” was anything but simple.

She gave the pavilion an intrigued look, her sharp icy eyes narrowing.

’Is it her divination again?’ Leng Qianxue thought inwardly.

This wasn’t the first time the Sect Leader had given such a strange order.

“Oh? What exactly is the purpose of this?” she asked.

The Sect Leader’s voice drifted out again, soft and distant, as if she were gazing at something far away.

“…I saw it… the Fen Dynasty’s capital enveloped in snow and… flame.”

“All of its people had turned into strange, dark, lifeless creatures… roaming the land like zombies.”

Then her voice suddenly turned cold and serious.

“And amid everything… I saw him.”

“I want you to kill… a man who will appear at that location in less than one month.”

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[Here an illustration of Leng Qianxue getting annoyed:]