A Cunning Pervert in the Cultivation World Chapter 562: The Present and The Future Walking Together

Then the future Li Feng suddenly paused.

Something in the rapid stream of words seemed to catch his attention.

His empty eyes sharpened slightly as he raised one hand, palm outward, in a clear gesture to stop the endless questions.

"Wait."

"...What do you mean by ’future version’?"

The original Li Feng tilted his head slightly and blinked, as if the question itself was unexpected.

Then he answered in a completely casual tone,

"Oh. I used a card from my system to summon my future self... and you came."

He said it as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

The future Li Feng’s eyes widened.

For a moment, he fell completely silent, as if those casual words had struck something deep and long-buried.

His empty gaze remained fixed on the younger version of himself, yet a clear look of disbelief slowly surfaced... followed by something far heavier.

It was pain... deep pain.

The original Li Feng blinked in surprise.

"What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" he asked worriedly.

For the first time since meeting this black-cloaked version of himself, he saw a crack in that overwhelming composure.

The cold, distant existence who had dismantled a calamity without emotion now stood there with a face full of restrained anguish rather than satisfaction or pride.

The future Li Feng’s lips parted slightly as he held a hand over his mouth, eyes lowering.

When he finally spoke, his voice was low and rough.

"...You idiot."

The words hung in the white space for a brief moment, heavy with something the original Li Feng could not fully understand.

The future version continued to look at him with a complex, unreadable expression... pain, resignation, and a trace of something close to self-reproach flickering through those empty eyes.

Then, as if a switch had been flipped, all of it vanished.

His face smoothed over, and the cold, distant calm returned as though the earlier moment of discomposure had never existed.

Once again, he became the same unfathomable existence who had stood above the False Crown with complete indifference.

The original Li Feng blinked.

The shift had been so rapid that he could only stare at his black-cloaked counterpart in mild confusion, still trying to process the brief glimpse of genuine emotion that had just appeared and disappeared in the span of a few breaths.

Before he could open his mouth to ask about it—

The future Li Feng spoke first.

"...Everything you saw just now is already within the Starforge Body."

He looked at his younger self with empty eyes that once again revealed nothing.

"You will unlock it in time."

Li Feng blinked at the short explanation.

He was just about to press further.

After all, how often would anyone get the chance to ask their own future self questions?

But then the black-cloaked figure simply turned around and began walking away across the endless white.

The original Li Feng stood frozen for half a second, then quickly followed after him.

"Hey, where are you going?" he called out, still trailing behind with curiosity.

"Oh, and what is this place anyway?"

"..."

The future Li Feng did not answer.

He continued walking at a steady, unhurried pace across the endless white, dark cloak trailing behind him in silence.

The original Li Feng let out a quiet sigh seeing this.

’Damn... I didn’t think I’d turn out this arrogant and introverted... or am I?’

Even so, it was clear that the black-cloaked figure knew what he was doing.

After a brief moment of internal complaint, Li Feng simply followed behind him without further protest.

They simply keep walking.

At first, there was only white in every direction.

But as their steps continued, faint traces of scenery began to emerge from the blankness... soft outlines of land, the suggestion of distant hills, the gradual appearance of light and shadow.

The featureless void slowly gave way to form.

Before long, the two of them were walking through a quiet bamboo forest.

Tall green stalks rose on either side of the path, swaying gently under a soft breeze that had not existed moments before.

Soft light filtered through the leaves, and the air carried the clean, subtle scent of bamboo and earth.

The transition had been so natural that it almost felt unreal.

Li Feng looked around with clear surprise, then turned back toward the black-cloaked figure walking ahead of him.

"...Hey. What is this place?" he asked again.

Yet no answer came.

The future Li Feng continued forward in silence, and the original could only follow.

The bamboo forest path gradually opened up, and before long, a small bamboo house came into view.

It stood quietly among the tall green stalks, simple and weathered, with a narrow wooden porch facing a small clearing.

At that moment, both of them stopped as their eyes fell on the porch.

There sat a sickly young girl.

Her figure was thin and fragile, her complexion pale, and her long hair fell loosely around her shoulders as she remained still in a quiet daze.

Her gaze was fixed on the distance beyond the bamboo forest, as if she had been waiting there for a very long time for someone who had not yet returned.

"..."

The future Li Feng stayed completely silent, empty eyes resting on the girl without a word.

Beside him, the original Li Feng frowned.

There was something familiar about her.

But before he could dwell on that feeling, Li Feng’s attention shifted.

Because a distance away, a tall figure wearing a black cloak and a strange, almost funny-looking rabbit mask emerged from the bamboo path and walked toward the small house.

The moment the sickly young girl’s dazed eyes landed on that figure, the emptiness in them vanished.

Her pale, beautiful face lit up with clear happiness as she struggled to straighten her posture on the porch.

"Brother Peng! You’re back!"

The masked man let out a low chuckle from behind the peculiar mask, his steps steady and unhurried as he approached her.

"Young Miss Zi," he said in a mild, gentle tone, "I told you to just wait for me in the house. There’s no need to sit out here in the wind like this."

Hearing this, the original Li Feng’s eyes widened slightly as the name settled in his mind.

"...Could this be..."

"Yes. That’s right." The future Li Feng answered without turning around, his voice calm and distant as he continued to watch the scene unfold.

"This is Zi Yuanling’s memory."