A Cunning Pervert in the Cultivation World Chapter 529: Purple Death after Death.

Li Feng blinked at the quick acceptance.

Purple Death looked straight at him, her face still red, yet her voice steady and clear.

Then, without breaking eye contact, she slowly raised her right hand and held up two slender fingers.

"But under two more conditions."

Li Feng’s eyes narrowed slightly.

He studied her flushed yet suddenly serious face for a moment.

Part of him wanted to refuse outright.... after all, she wasn’t in a position to negotiate.

But after a brief pause, he decided to hear her out first.

"...What is it?" he asked calmly.

Purple Death’s expression turned completely serious.

The earlier embarrassment still lingered on her cheeks, but her violet eyes were now sharp and focused.

She lowered one of her fingers, leaving only one raised.

"First condition..."

Her gaze shifted briefly past Li Feng before returning to him.

"I want to borrow that black puppet... for ten years."

The moment the words left her mouth, a quiet figure stepped up beside Li Feng.

Shadow, who had just finished dusting itself off after being kicked into the boulder, now stood silently at its master’s side.

Its face remained mostly hidden beneath the black hood, but the slight tilt of its head and the way its body stiffened made its confusion very clear.

Li Feng did not immediately agree, nor did he refuse.

He simply looked at her, his expression calm as he studied the seriousness in her dark purple eyes.

After a short silence, he spoke in a soft voice.

"...Why do you need Shadow?"

Purple Death’s fingers tightened slightly.

She gritted her teeth.

For a moment, it seemed as if she didn’t want to answer.

But in the end, she forced the words out in a cold, low voice.

"I need that puppet’s help... to kill my father."

The moment those words left her lips, the air around them seemed to grow heavier.

And Li Feng’s eyes flashed with a brief look of understanding.

He did not ask for further explanation.

Because he had already seen it.

Through the soul connection formed during the purification, fragments of her past had surfaced before his eyes... memories of blood, betrayal, and the deep, festering hatred she held toward the man who should have been her parent.

He understood exactly why she wanted this.

Yet Li Feng remained silent.

He neither agreed nor refused, simply standing there with a calm expression as the sound of the waterfall filled the space between them.

Seeing his silence, Purple Death took a quiet breath and continued speaking, her voice now more patient than before.

"I won’t only be borrowing your puppet," she said. "This will be a win-win situation."

Her eyes shifted briefly toward Shadow before returning to Li Feng.

"During these ten years, I will personally train Shadow. It will gain real combat experience, face strong opponents, and improve far faster than if it simply stays by your side doing nothing."

"And when the time is up, it will return to you stronger than before."

She paused, then added in a slightly firmer tone,

"And I promise... I will treat him as a companion, not a tool."

During these past days of continuous sparring against Shadow, she had personally experienced just how terrifying this puppet’s abilities were.

Its silent movement, lethal precision, and almost instinctive combat awareness far exceeded ordinary puppets.

Not to mention those strange abilities it possessed...

With this kind of existence by her side...

The chance of finally killing that man might actually become possible.

Plus, after calming down her anger a bit, as much as she hated to admit it, Li Feng really had saved her life.

Even though he was partially responsible for it, she knew she was already extremely lucky to still have this much freedom as prisoner.

Li Feng remained silent for a moment longer, his gaze calm and unreadable.

Then, he slowly spoke.

"...And the second condition?"

Purple Death paused.

For a moment, her dark purple eyes seemed to become a bit dazed, as if she were recalling something deeply buried.

Then, she lowered her second finger and spoke in a firm, unwavering voice.

Her eyes locked onto his without the slightest hesitation.

"The second condition is that if I die... I want you to take revenge for me."

She took a quiet breath, then continued coldly,

"And destroy... the entire Rain Pavilion."

Li Feng fell silent once more.

The continuous roar of the waterfall filled the space between them as he quietly studied her face.

After a long moment, he slowly raised his own right hand and held up two fingers.

"I also have two conditions."

Purple Death’s brows immediately furrowed.

She clearly hadn’t expected him to negotiate back, yet after a brief pause she still asked in a low voice,

"...What are they?"

Li Feng’s expression remained calm.

"First, you must come visit me once every year."

Purple Death’s eyes flickered slightly.

She lowered her gaze for a moment, thinking it over.

Visiting him once a year was troublesome, yes... but compared to the benefits she would gain, it was still within an acceptable range.

Just as she was about to nod—

Li Feng continued in the same calm tone.

"And the second condition."

He looked straight into her eyes, as a faint, almost lazy smile appearing at the corner of his lips.

"You must bear me ten children."

"???"

Purple Death’s eye twitched.

For a moment, her entire face froze.

The earlier seriousness completely shattered as a surge of pure disbelief and anger flashed across her eyes.

Her lips parted, and she was just about to explode—

But before a single word could leave her mouth, Li Feng continued in the same calm, almost casual tone.

"So, before you finish giving birth to my ten children... you are not allowed to die." he said lightly.

He looked at her with that same faint smile, as if what he had just said was the most reasonable request in the world.

"..."

Purple Death’s lips, which had been about to open in anger, slowly closed again.

The explosive words she had been ready to shout remained stuck in her throat.

She stood there in silence, staring at him.

The flush on her cheeks had not completely faded, yet her expression had become complicated... mixed with residual anger, disbelief, a trace of helplessness, and something deeper that even she herself seemed unwilling to acknowledge.

Her eyes remained locked on Li Feng’s face for a long moment, as if trying to see through the calm smile he wore, and understand exactly what kind of man she was making this deal with.