A Cunning Pervert in the Cultivation World Chapter 553: The Final Trump Card.
Previously on A Cunning Pervert in the Cultivation World...
Amidst the ruined streets some distance away, Li Feng knelt on one knee, coughing up another mouthful of blood.
Shadow materialized beside him and helped him up, its posture filled with deep concern.
His white robes were torn and stained, and the earlier injuries from the False Crown’s relentless assault still throbbed painfully through his body.
Even so, his eyes remained fixed on the colossal beast in the distance.
He could feel it clearly.
The danger was growing.
With every stream of crimson flame that poured into the False Crown’s open maw, the oppressive aura radiating from that monstrous existence climbed higher and higher.
Li Feng’s brows furrowed deeply.
Then—
The silvery radiance surrounding his body flickered.
In the next instant, the light of Star Ignition completely faded.
The seven hundred stars that had been supporting him fell silent, and a sudden wave of weakness crashed through his body.
Li Feng’s clenched fist trembled slightly.
He had already gone all out.
Every Favor Point he could use had been spent.
Star Ignition had been pushed to its current limit.
Even in that empowered state, he had still been completely overwhelmed by the calamity before him.
And now... after devouring the life force of an entire dynasty, the False Crown’s presence had climbed even higher, far beyond what it had been at the start of the battle.
The gap between them was only growing wider.
Li Feng finally felt the full weight of the situation settle over him.
For a moment, a rare sense of powerlessness flickered across his eyes.
He lifted his gaze once more toward the colossal flame-wreathed beast devouring the rivers of crimson fire in the distance. The sight of that ever-climbing presence made his chest tighten.
Then a low, almost inaudible murmur escaped his lips.
"...Is this as far as I can go?"
The thought of giving up flickered through his mind for the briefest moment.
Then—
A cold, familiar hand pressed lightly against his chest.
Li Feng lowered his gaze.
Shadow was kneeling in front of him.
The tall, silent figure’s mask was cracked from the earlier clash, and clear signs of damage marked its dark form from the blow it had taken.
Even so, the hand resting against Li Feng’s chest remained steady.
There were no words.
There never were.
Yet through that simple contact, Li Feng could clearly feel it...
Support.
Silent encouragement.
And absolute trust.
For a moment, Li Feng simply stared at the cracked mask in front of him.
Then a wry smile tugged at the corner of his bloodstained lips.
He let out a quiet, self-mocking laugh.
"...Ah."
"What am I thinking?"
Li Feng closed his eyes.
He took a deep, steady breath, forcing the lingering weakness and despair out of his chest.
When his eyes opened again, the earlier trace of helplessness had been replaced by a cold, determined light.
Without further hesitation, he raised one hand.
A faint spatial fluctuation appeared at his fingertips, and an item slowly materialized in his palm.
It was a card.
Simple in appearance at first glance, yet marked with strange, interlocking celestial runes that seemed to shift under the light.
There a quiet, mysterious power rested within it... restrained, but unmistakably profound.
The Wishing Card.
The reward he had obtained for helping Yue Lan overcome her calamity.
Li Feng stared at the card in his palm with a complicated mix of resolve and reluctance.
Its function was simple... yet extremely uncertain.
It could summon a future version of himself.
That was all.
There was no guarantee of how far into the future that self would come from.
It could be a version of him from only a few days later... or a few months later.
And if the one who answered the summons was still within a similar stage of strength, then even that future self might not be enough to change the current situation against a calamity that had already surpassed the Nascent Soul realm.
Everything depended on luck.
...A single, gamble-like chance.
Li Feng’s grip on the card tightened slightly.
’...I can only hope the god of luck is on my side again.’
Without further hesitation, he poured his will into the Wishing Card and activated it.
In the next instant, a familiar interface unfolded before his eyes.
[Ding!]
[Host! Are you sure you want to use The Wishing Card?]
Li Feng’s gaze remained firm.
He nodded resolutely.
"Yes."
The moment his confirmation registered, the system interface shifted.
A new window appeared in front of him... filled with rapidly changing numbers that began to spin at high speed, flickering between values in a blur of cold mechanical light as the random selection process started.
Then—
The first number suddenly stopped.
...1
Li Feng’s body froze.
His eyes locked onto that single digit as the rest of the numbers continued spinning wildly beside it.
A heavy, almost suffocating tension gripped his chest in an instant.
Whether this "1" represented one day, one month, one year, or something else entirely... the fact that the leading number had landed on the lowest possible value already made his heart sink.
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In a place of endless whiteness.
There was no sky, no ground in the ordinary sense.
Only a boundless, pure white space that stretched endlessly in every direction, quiet and still.
At the center of that emptiness, a little girl sat calmly on the featureless white surface, her arms wrapped around her knees.
Her long golden hair cascaded softly around her small figure, and her golden eyes were lowered in quiet thought, as if she had been sitting there for a very long time.
Then she suddenly paused.
A faint ripple passed through the white space.
"...?"
Sensing something, the little girl slowly lifted her head.
Those pure golden eyes gazed into the distance... toward a direction that should not have existed within this empty world before a soft murmur left her lips.
"...Please..."
She brought her small hands together in front of her chest, fingers interlacing gently as if in prayer.
Then...
...the fortune she had once left on Li Feng began to move.