A Cunning Pervert in the Cultivation World Chapter 527: War God’s Type IX: Sky Titan Puppet.

Inside the Divine Brick

The moment Li Feng’s figure appeared beneath the towering Divine Vitalis Soul Tree, he froze.

His eyes slowly widened at the scene in front of him.

"...What is this?"

All around the lush paradise-like space, dozens of wooden puppets were freely roaming about.

Some were practicing basic martial movements near the spiritual lakes.

Others were carefully watering spiritual herbs with small wooden buckets.

A few were even sitting cross-legged under the glowing leaves of the Divine Tree, as if attempting to... meditate?

Their bodies were crafted from smooth, wood grown directly from the Divine Vitalis Soul Tree.

Soft golden veins pulsed faintly beneath their wooden skin, giving them an almost lifelike appearance.

Each of them possessed a simple yet sturdy humanoid form.

Li Feng just stood there completely dumbfounded, watching one of the puppets carefully prune a spiritual flower with delicate wooden fingers.

"...Little Ling?"

At his words, a cheerful branch immediately sprouted from the trunk of the Divine Tree beside him, swaying excitedly.

’Master! You’re back~!’

Little Ling’s lively voice rang happily inside his mind.

’Look! Look! I already made so many! Once I gave them bodies according to the blueprint, they woke up one after another!’

Hearing this, Li Feng’s mouth twitched slightly as he watched a wooden puppet trip over its own feet, fall flat on the ground, then slowly push itself back up with a determined expression.

"...How many did you make?"

Little Ling’s branch spun proudly.

’Hehe... currently there are 86 of them!’

Li Feng chuckled softly at this number.

He had only given her the blueprint so she could experiment slowly.

He never expected her to go this far in such a short time.

’It seems Wei Meilin’s dream of getting an army isn’t too far off.’

Li Feng thought jokingly, but he could still sense how happy Little Ling was.

It seemed staying here must have been somewhat lonely, so having this much liveliness wasn’t too bad.

Just then,

One of the puppets noticed him and immediately stopped what it was doing.

It turned toward Li Feng, then dropped to one knee with surprising coordination.

The others quickly followed, forming neat rows as they all knelt toward him.

"""~!"""

Li Feng stared at the group of wooden figures kneeling before him.

For a moment, he didn’t know whether to laugh or feel proud.

"...You’ve been busy, huh?"

Little Ling’s leaves rustled happily.

’Of course! Master said quality is more important than quantity, so I made sure each of them is strong and can move properly!’

Li Feng let out a long breath and finally smiled faintly.

"Good work."

He glanced once more at the puppets still kneeling in an orderly fashion.

’A ready-made puppet legion...’

Maybe this would prove quite useful for him in the future when developing his own force.

But for now, there was something more important.

His gaze turned toward the direction where Purple Death was.

"...I’ll deal with them later. First, I need to see that woman."

Yet just as he was about to take a step, a sudden thought flashed through his mind.

"Speaking of puppets..."

He had almost forgotten.

During one of the earlier gacha draws, he had obtained another puppet blueprint called [War God’s Type IX: Sky Titan Puppet.]

Li Feng’s eyes lit up slightly.

He raised his hand, and a dark-gold jade slip appeared between his fingers.

Without hesitation, he tossed it toward the Divine Tree.

"Little Ling, take a look at this one."

The branch that had been swaying happily froze for a moment.

Then it darted forward and wrapped around the jade slip with surprising eagerness.

A few seconds of silence passed.

Suddenly—

’Master... this is...!’

Little Ling’s voice trembled with pure excitement.

’This blueprint... it’s completely different from the ones before! The materials, the structure, the core formation method... it’s on another level entirely!’

Li Feng smiled faintly.

"Think you can make one?"

The leaves of the Divine Tree rustled violently, as if the entire tree was trembling with anticipation.

’I will try!’

Li Feng chuckled.

"Then take your time. No rush."

With that, he finally turn toward Purple Death.

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The lively scene behind him gradually faded as he moved further into the lush paradise.

Spiritual mist drifted gently between the towering trees, and the soft glow of the Divine Vitalis Soul Tree still illuminated the distant sky of this small world.

Before long, the sound of cascading water reached his ears.

Li Feng stepped past a dense cluster of spiritual tree and arrived at a wide waterfall.

Crystal-clear water poured down from a high cliff, crashing into a deep pool below and sending up fine white mist that sparkled under the soft spiritual light.

Yet what made him stop was not the scenery.

Scattered all around the waterfall were more wooden puppets... in a completely different state.

Some lay twisted on the ground, their limbs broken at unnatural angles.

Others had been violently impaled, wooden spears of living wood piercing through their chests and pinning them to tree trunks, rocks, and even the cliff wall itself.

A few were tightly bound by thick, glowing vines that coiled around their bodies like chains, completely restricting their movements.

Their heads hung low, as if they had been subdued and left there.

Li Feng’s eyes narrowed slightly with curiosity.

"...What happened here?"

The earlier batch of puppets near the Divine Tree had been orderly and peaceful.

But these ones looked as if they had been through a brutal battle.

He didn’t stop for long.

As the master of this space, he knew these puppets weren’t dead or anything and could easily be repaired by their Mother.

His steps continued forward, following the edge of the pool.

As he rounded a large boulder covered in spiritual moss, the scene ahead finally came into full view.

There, in a relatively open clearing beside the waterfall—

Purple Death was fighting.

Her slender figure moved like a phantom, short dark purple hair fluttering behind her as she clashed against another figure clad in black.

And it was Shadow.

The two of them exchanged blows at a speed almost invisible to the naked eye.

Purple Death’s cold, deathly aura clashed against Shadow’s silent, assassin-like killing intent, creating sharp shockwaves that continuously shattered the surrounding rocks and trees.

Several more wooden puppets lay broken nearby, clearly having been unfortunate enough to get caught in their battle.

Li Feng stopped at a safe distance and quietly observed, a faint smile slowly appearing at the corner of his lips after seeing Shadow again.

He could tell that Shadow had changed slightly.