A Cunning Pervert in the Cultivation World

In the middle of the clearing, Purple Death was clearly enjoying herself.

A bright, almost playful smile curved across her lips as she continuously pressed the attack, her aura flaring with each strike.

Shadow, clad entirely in black, was forced to retreat step by step, barely keeping up with her relentless pace.

The two of them moved so fast that afterimages filled the air.

Then—

Purple Death’s smiling expression suddenly froze.

Her body stiffened for the briefest moment as she clearly sensed a gaze landing on her.

She turned her head sharply.

There, standing calmly beside the waterfall with his arms loosely crossed, was Li Feng.

The moment her eyes met his, the bright smile on her face vanished without a trace.

Disgust immediately replaced it.

Her beautiful features twisted into a cold, openly displeased expression, as if the mere sight of him had ruined her entire mood.

Without another word, she spun around and delivered a powerful kick straight into Shadow’s chest.

Boom!

Shadow was sent flying backward, crashing into a large boulder with a heavy impact that cracked the stone.

Purple Death landed lightly on the ground.

She didn’t even glance at the figure she had just kicked away.

Instead, she coldly raised her chin toward Li Feng and spoke in a voice dripping with open dislike.

”Hmph! Look, Your master has come.”

The moment the words left her mouth, Purple Death turned as if to leave, clearly intending to put distance between them as quickly as possible.

But before she could even take a single step—

Li Feng’s figure blurred.

In the next instant, he was already standing right beside her.

A firm hand closed around her slender wrist, stopping her completely.

Purple Death’s body stiffened.

Her head snapped toward him, purple eyes flashing with clear annoyance.

Li Feng looked down at her with a calm, faintly amused smile.

”What’s this?” he said lightly, his thumb brushing once across the soft skin of her wrist.

”You were smiling so brightly just now... yet the moment you saw me, your face turned so ugly.”

He tilted his head slightly, his voice carrying a teasing tone.

”Could it be that you actually missed me?”

Li Feng had only intended to tease her a little.

He expected the usual cold glare, perhaps a sharp retort or another attempt to pull away.

But what he did not expect was the reaction that followed.

Purple Death’s body suddenly tensed.

A faint flush of color bloomed across her pale cheeks, spreading rapidly toward the tips of her ears.

Her eyes widened slightly, and her breathing grew noticeably uneven, almost ragged.

”Hmm??”

Li Feng blinked in genuine surprise.

Before he could say another word, Purple Death yanked her wrist free with unexpected force and shoved him back a step.

”Don’t touch me!” she snapped, her voice slightly higher than usual as she took two quick steps away from him.

Her hair fluttered around her shoulders with the abrupt movement, and she turned her face slightly to the side, as if trying to hide the residual heat still coloring her cheeks.

Li Feng blinked again, still looking at her in pure confusion.

He genuinely didn’t understand what had just happened.

Purple Death caught that confused expression on his face.

Her purple eyes narrowed sharply.

She gritted her teeth so hard that a faint sound could be heard, then raised one slender finger and pointed straight at him.

”I-It’s your fault!” she snapped, her voice trembling with a mixture of anger and something else.

”Ever since I slept with you... my body has become weird!”

Hearing this, Li Feng blinked innocently.

”Weird? What do you mean?”

Purple Death gritted her teeth harder.

Her eyes glared at him with pure resentment, yet the flush on her cheeks only deepened under his calm, questioning gaze.

”You...! Ever since that night, you keep appearing in my mind!”

”No matter what I do, your face, your voice, the way you touched me... it all keeps flashing through my head! And every time it happens, my body starts heating up on its own. It’s like something is burning inside me and I can’t control it!”

Her fingers curled tightly into fists at her sides.

”I’ve tried meditating, circulating my energy, even forcing myself into deep sleep... but it barely helps. The only time this cursed feeling quiets down is when I’m fighting... when I can pour everything into killing something!”

She stared at him with a mixture of fury and humiliation, her breathing still slightly uneven.

”What did you do to me?!”

Li Feng listened quietly to her outburst.

At first, genuine confusion still lingered in his eyes.

But as Purple Death continued speaking, his expression slowly shifted.

His gaze deepened.

Then, realization dawned in Li Feng’s eyes.

”...I see.”

The soul purification.

Back then, in order to completely repair her severed soul, he had poured an enormous amount of his own pure yang energy directly into her body and soul sea.

Ever since he obtained the soul purification ability, Purple Death was probably the only one he had purified so intensely, because he had needed to fully repair her.

With Yue Lan, Lan Suyao, and Wei Meilin, he had only purified them gently and never as thoroughly as he had with Purple Death.

He had essentially purified everything in her soul sea from the inside out.

And now...

Her body... and her soul... had probably become addicted to being purified by him.

Li Feng’s lips curved into a faint smile.

It seemed the side effect of that purification was more serious than he had expected.

He would have to be more careful about how much he purified his women from now on, lest their souls become addicted.

Sure, he liked the feeling of being desired, but he didn’t want his women to suffer from the addiction when he wasn’t there to help them relieve the symptoms.

Li Feng looked at the flushed, furious beauty in front of him and let out a soft chuckle.

”...So that’s what this is.”

Which might make the process easier than he thought.

He took a slow step closer.

Purple Death’s body tensed immediately, but this time she didn’t retreat.

She simply glared at him, her eyes filled with a complicated mix of anger, humiliation, and that lingering heat she could no longer fully suppress.

Li Feng spoke in a calm, almost casual tone.

”Then let me ask you again, Purple Death. Become my Star Apostle.”

His eyes narrowed slightly, carrying a hint of teasing amusement.

”If you agree... whenever that burning sensation becomes too much to bear, I’ll help you ease it... along with the other thing I promised you before.”

”...”

The soft sound of the waterfall continued in the background, as if the entire world was waiting for her answer.

At the same time, Li Feng already fully expected resistance... a sharp refusal or another angry outburst.

Perhaps even an attempt to attack him out of pure spite.

After all, this was Purple Death... the same woman who had looked at him with open disgust only moments ago, and he knew how stubborn she was.

But what came next completely caught him off guard.

Despite the deep flush still coloring her cheeks and the tips of her ears, Purple Death’s expression slowly calmed.

The earlier agitation in her eyes faded, replaced by a strange, quiet seriousness.

”I agree.”

”...Eh?”