A Cunning Pervert in the Cultivation World Chapter 333: Law of Time.
Previously on A Cunning Pervert in the Cultivation World...
Li Feng stood completely stunned after glancing at the system's information.
’Damn! A grandpa’s actually hiding inside!’
Not that he believed such a presence couldn’t exist in the cultivation world, yet he never imagined running into one personally.
’No surprise this woman possesses such overwhelming and bizarre power... she must be some kind of chosen protagonist.’
He muttered curses inwardly, fully aware of the horrifying threat a “grandpa” posed, particularly with the system’s explicit warning.
This ancient immortal monster rivaled that apostle in danger.
’...Time to flee?’
The idea flickered through his mind as Li Feng’s eyes narrowed sharply.
Fear wasn’t the issue; his main aim had always avoided needless slaughter.
Protecting Yue Lan and his women came first above all.
Should the situation deteriorate, he’d shamelessly cram everyone into the Divine Brick.
’Wei Zhenxin’ appeared to pierce right through Li Feng’s intentions.
With calm composure, she whispered, “No need for such wariness... I harbor no ill will toward you.”
Her stunning, mature features stayed serene like motionless clouds, obviously aiming to ease his tension.
Li Feng merely scoffed in response to her claim.
The system had plainly marked her as a ‘hostile’ figure, after all.
“Is that so? Then why do I feel such clear hostility emanating from you?”
A brief glint of astonishment crossed ’Wei Zhenxin’s’ gaze at his retort.
She then gently shook her head.
“I must be getting too ancient if a mere junior discerns my thoughts so easily,” she remarked with a faint smile directed at Li Feng. “You’re right. Right now, I’m weighing whether to fight you.”
A momentary hush fell over Li Feng.
Suddenly, his muscles swelled massively while a dreadful aura erupted from him.
As if shattering an unseen shackle, pure brute force broke the binding energy holding him down, allowing him to rise steadily.
’Wei Zhenxin’ made no move to halt him.
Instead, she observed with undisguised admiration shining in her eyes.
“Incredible indeed... That kind of power. Clearly more than simple body tempering.”
Her gaze roamed over Li Feng’s form relentlessly, growing ever more astonished with each detail.
’A flawless physique honed to its utmost peak. Definitely stems from a special physique.’
Li Feng nonchalantly rolled his rigid neck and shoulders before flashing a grin at the ancient grandpa inhabiting the woman’s body.
“Well, made up your mind yet?”
His fighting spirit blazed fiercely, showing no hint of retreat.
Though facing an old immortal, Li Feng held no fear thanks to his remaining aces.
...Still, if pressed on whether he actually craved battle,...he’d pass.
He understood well that despite the immortal’s curtailed power far below its zenith, the accumulated terror of a cultivator’s thousand years of insight was utterly formidable.
Against this unpredictable factor, Li Feng lacked assurance of escaping unscathed from a confrontation.
...Unbeknownst to him, Immortal Jiuming pondered the identical dilemma right then.
Challenging a freakish prodigy favored by the Great World spelled certain folly.
Moreover, the Great World probably tasked this freak with purging some threat, and he sensed strongly it tied to the “World Cancers.”
This positioned Li Feng more as a prospective comrade than a foe.
’I figured my disciple carried the blessing and selection... yet this world exceeds my expectations.’
Immortal Jiuming pondered curiously about this realm’s position.
In his long life, tales of such a mighty Great World had never reached him.
Silence abruptly descended on both, immersed in private musings.
Still, the atmosphere hung heavy with strain and scheming.
Yet abruptly, the oppressive weight lifted.
“No battle between us.”
’Wei Zhenxin’ declared with poise, her voice firm, as though the choice predated this exchange.
Her statement failed to loosen Li Feng’s guard.
“Oh?” He cocked his head a touch, a sly mocking smirk playing on his lips. “Quite the swift shift for one pondering my death moments ago.”
A subtle smile graced the woman’s face, now laced with profound undertones.
“Since I’m no idiot,” she replied, eyes intensifying. “Battling a powerhouse like you in this place and time... profits neither side.”
Li Feng offered no reply.
Inwardly, though, he concurred.
This veteran immortal viewed matters astutely and responded wisely... a stark contrast to his pigheaded disciple.
“Besides, you never truly planned to slay Wei Zhenxin. It’d be improper for me to meddle as a junior handles her personal affairs.”
Li Feng shot her an odd glance upon hearing that.
’Naturally, killing her isn’t the plan... A headstrong stunner like this deserves to live for my personal instruction...’
Those words stayed unspoken.
Rather, he squinted his eyes.
"...So you’re going to give up on killing my senior sister?"
’Wei Zhenxin’ gave a nod.
"Yes. My disciple lost fairly and failed. This lesson will teach her well, and for that, I’m thankful."
A gentle sigh escaped her then.
"We’ll depart from this location and the entire continent. No more interference from us."
Hearing this, Li Feng let a bit of tension ease from his frame at last.
Once this ancient immortal vanished... everything would simplify greatly.
Or so Li Feng believed.
Yet right when full relaxation neared—
"However..."
’Wei Zhenxin’ fixed her gaze on him, the serenity in her eyes now laced with deeper intent... blending scheming and intrigue.
"I won’t meddle in your local affairs, nor harbor any enmity against you."
She halted for a moment.
"However... you’ve piqued my curiosity greatly."
A soft scoff slipped from Li Feng.
"Cut to the chase, Senior."
Her lips twitched upward faintly, unbothered by his directness.
"Simple," she replied, meeting his stare firmly.
"I’ll strike you once. Do your best to withstand it."
Li Feng showed no delay at her declaration.
"No."
He eyed her like a fool. "What reason would make me agree?"
’Wei Zhenxin’ appeared prepared for his rejection, presenting her proposal steadily.
"Accept, and I’ll share key intel. Specifically... the vision my disciple witnessed that drove her to target your senior sister."
Li Feng’s brow furrowed.
At last, the reason for that woman’s stubbornness clicked for him.
...A prophecy from her immortal master.
Armed with that knowledge, he dismissed any notion of it being simple superstition.
An immortal’s foresight simply couldn’t be fabricated.
At minimum, truth lingered within it, fueling his burning questions about Yue Lan’s predicament.
’Does this tie to her calamity?’
Thoughts whirled through his mind, yet ultimately, he faced the immortal and nodded.
"Fine... I agree."
Perhaps this offered the breakthrough to unravel that cursed enigmatic calamity.
Constant vigilance over an invisible threat was driving him toward premature baldness.
Immortal Jiuming’s smile bloomed.
"You won’t regret it."
A simple sword took form in her grasp as she lifted it. "So... don’t let me down in return."
Her words hung, and the world appeared to halt.
More precisely, time in their vicinity dragged to an agonizing creep.
Li Feng’s eyes bulged, sensing that eerie feeling anew, amplified to unthinkable levels.
His body felt severed from his will, the link between consciousness and flesh extended into infinity.
"This is the Law of Time," her voice whispered, "...just a shard of my former mastery... watch closely now."
Immortal Jiuming lifted her unadorned sword.
"This attack," she stated evenly, "eludes all dodging."
No murderous aura emanated.
No surge of power rippled.
Gradually, her blade descended in silent, unavoidable motion.
"Timeless Slash."
As she spoke, a slender streak of stark white emerged, cleaving existence at its root.
Li Feng’s eyes stretched wide, sensing the inbound force clearly.
Yet rather than dread or fear... a grin spread across his face.
Immortal Jiuming caught the shift and pondered this youth’s hidden trick.
But suddenly—
"Hmm?"
An unremarkable brick materialized before Li Feng.
Upon contact with the white line... it vanished into nothingness, no burst or clash to mark it.
"Hehe, I won."
Li Feng chuckled craftily.
Only his certainty of countering it had emboldened him against an immortal’s blow.
Yet Immortal Jiuming ignored his taunt, as ’Wei Zhenxin’’s eyes flew open upon identifying the plain brick.
"...A divine weapon?"
In this instant, Immortal Jiuming’s astonishment surpassed even Li Feng’s prodigious aptitude revelation.
For she understood a divine weapon...
...wasn’t forged for mortal hands.