A Cunning Pervert in the Cultivation World Chapter 366: Trouble at Wei Alchemy Hall?

Meanwhile, inside the Wei Alchemy Hall,

In Wei Meilin’s private guest room, a heavy and oppressive tension lingered in the air.

Three cloaked figures stood silently like shadows, their presence cold and deeply intimidating.

Before them, Wei Zhong lounged arrogantly in a guest chair, one foot disrespectfully placed upon the table.

His lecherous gaze was shamelessly fixed on the woman seated behind the desk before him.

The woman possessed a mature yet flawlessly youthful face, radiating an enchanting allure with lustrous dark hair elegantly tied up with a jade hairpin, framing her features beautifully.

Her cold, mesmerizing purple eyes gleamed with quiet intelligence and icy composure.

She wore a tight, luxurious green qipao that clung to her body like a second skin, perfectly outlining her flawless hourglass figure.

The high slits of the dress revealed smooth, porcelain-white thighs, while the fabric stretched taut across her full, heavy breasts and narrow waist, accentuating her ripe, voluptuous curves even more.

A soft white fur collar rested elegantly around her graceful neck, adding a touch of luxurious sensuality that made her already devastating figure even more tempting.

Although she had long passed her youthful years, her skin glowed with a youthful radiance.

Wei Zhong’s eyes burned with raw, undisguised lust as he openly stared at her chest and the seductive sway of her body.

’Hmph! This slut is clearly being well-fed by that damn Li Feng,’ he sneered inwardly.

’Those pills must have cost a fortune. But I suppose I should be grateful to him... for spending so lavishly just to ripen such a vixen for me.’

A lewd smile crept across Wei Zhong’s face as he continued admiring his sister-in-law.

Wei Meilin seemed to grow younger and more alluring with each passing day.

Her body was no longer simply youthful... it was ripe, juicy, and overflowing with sensual charm.

Every curve screamed of a woman at the absolute peak of her sexual maturity.

A wave of envy surged through him as he imagined just how much fortune Li Feng must have casually spent to make this woman look even better... and probably feel even more pleasurable in bed.

’That rich alchemist bastard... He can throw away such priceless treasures and resources without batting an eye, all just to pamper and perfect his personal slut.’

But then a lewd, possessive grin spread across Wei Zhong’s face as his gaze roamed greedily over Wei Meilin’s body,

’Hehe... I should definitely thank him. Because this amazing slut will finally be mine today to enjoy.’

Wei Zhong was already rock hard just from imagining pinning this woman beneath him once they dragged her back to the mansion.

Then, his expression suddenly turned cold, his voice carrying a clear hint of impatience.

'Four hours, Meilin. And yet... you’re still refusing.'

His tone grew darker, laced with open threat.

'If you don’t agree soon, I really will have no choice.'

Wei Meilin sat calmly behind her desk, completely unmoved by his words.

She didn’t even bat an eyelid.

Her cold, piercing purple eyes slowly swept over the three cloaked men standing behind him, and a faint frown appeared on her face.

’Three experts at the 9th Stage of Qi Refinement...’ she thought inwardly.

’It seems whoever is backing this useless brother-in-law of mine is finally losing patience.’

She had long known that someone powerful was supporting Wei Zhong.

And whoever it was clearly possessed significant influence, because no ordinary force could afford such luxury.

To dispatch three peak Qi Refinement experts... just to corner her.

That wasn’t intimidation.

That was a statement.

And Wei Meilin understood this instantly.

’Is it the Peng Family... or the Hong Family?’

Wei Meilin quickly ran through the possibilities in her mind but soon shook her head slightly, dismissing the thought.

’Well, It doesn’t matter anymore.’

Right now, although she still held the title of Matriarch of the Wei Family in name, she no longer held any real power.

Wei Zhong had already consolidated his control over the family, buying off the elders with promises and benefits.

He had prepared everything meticulously.

And now, he had finally turned his ambitions directly toward her.

But Wei Meilin no longer cared about the petty power struggles within the family.

Ever since becoming Li Feng’s Star Envoy, those matters had become insignificant to her.

The only reason she hadn’t revealed her new identity yet was because her master had not given the order.

And Wei Meilin had been having a good day.

She had just finished gathering the final materials needed for the Foundation Establishment Pill.

Once Li Feng returned, she planned to shamelessly beg him to refine it for her.

She was still stuck at the peak of the 9th stage of Qi Refinement, and this pill was her ticket to the next major realm.

But it seemed her good day was about to be ruined.

Wei Zhong’s patience evaporated seeing her continued silence.

His foot slammed onto the table with a loud thud.

"I'm saying this one last time, Meilin! Return to the mansion with us and cooperate. We will be conducting a family meeting... Otherwise, we'll have no choice but to escort you back by force."

Wei Zhong cast a look at the three cloaked figures flanking him.

They all gave a synchronized nod.

Enough time had already been squandered on gentle persuasion.

The time for a more forceful approach had arrived.

Wei Meilin’s brow furrowed as she perceived their intent.

She had steeled herself to confront them.

'...My cultivation remains hidden. If I can swiftly subdue Wei Zhong and take him hostage, there's a possibility.'

She was unwilling to be taken back obediently to what was obviously a trap.

Once inside the mansion, she understood the grim fate that awaited her, as Wei Zhong would undoubtedly have his way with her.

She wouldn't even be surprised if he had already struck a deal with the avaricious elders, promising them turns as well.

In such a scenario, she would be imprisoned in that mansion forever, reduced to nothing more than their plaything.

Just as she prepared to act, Wei Meilin's exquisite purple eyes flickered.

A sweet, captivating smile then graced her features.

Wei Zhong mistook her smile as a sign of capitulation.

"See? Wasn't it better to be compliant from the beginning?"

He smirked. "Don't worry, I'll ensure you're well taken care of—"

Before he could utter another word, a formidable pressure descended upon the room like an unseen mountain.

All three cloaked individuals immediately buckled to their knees, struggling fiercely for breath beneath the suffocating aura.

Wei Zhong, however, suffered a far more severe fate.

He was flattened against the floor like a dying swine, completely incapable of even a scream.

The entire chamber creaked under the immense, invisible weight, yet Wei Meilin stood utterly unfazed, her sweet smile unwavering.

One of the cloaked men instantly recognized the oppressive aura.

"S-Spiritual Pressure!?" he choked out in astonishment, knowing that only cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage could unleash such overwhelming might.

The door creaked open gently.

A tall young man entered with unhurried grace, his demeanor calm and relaxed, as if he were merely taking a leisurely stroll through his personal garden.

His very presence seemed to bend the surrounding air.

The terrifying Spiritual Pressure suffusing the room undeniably emanated from him, yet his expression remained impassive, bordering on nonchalant.

Li Feng's sharp gaze surveyed the scene.

As his eyes settled upon Wei Meilin, the icy killing intent within them instantly dissolved, replaced by a faint, languid smile.

Without a word, he advanced directly towards her.

Wei Meilin's purple eyes gleamed with undisguised joy and a touch of playful mischief.

She then rose with elegant poise, awaiting her master's approach.

Li Feng casually settled onto the edge of her desk, perching with one leg dangling.

Then, with an air of ingrained familiarity, he looped an arm around Wei Meilin's delicate waist, drawing her softly yet firmly onto his lap.

A gentle, pleased hum escaped Wei Meilin as she nestled comfortably against him.

One of his hands settled possessively on her hip, while the other tenderly tucked a lock of her long, dark hair behind her ear.

Wei Meilin melted into his touch like a pampered kitten, completely unperturbed by his roaming hand.

The tension that had previously gripped her body vanished entirely.

Mere moments ago, she had been coolly strategizing an escape from a dire predicament.

Now, she sat demurely on Li Feng's lap, appearing as an obedient and cherished companion.

The contrast was stark.

Wei Zhong, still pinned immovably to the ground, strained his neck with immense difficulty to look up.

This was only possible, of course, because Li Feng permitted it; otherwise, he could have reduced them all to pulp with a mere thought.

Wei Zhong's eyes widened in utter disbelief and mounting dread as he witnessed the intimate tableau unfold.

"L-Li Feng?!" he gasped, his voice hoarse and trembling beneath the crushing pressure.

But Li Feng offered no response.

He simply continued to stroke Wei Meilin's cheek with his fingers.

"I have returned, Madam."