A Cunning Pervert in the Cultivation World Chapter 6: Flawless Pills

Before the compact pill furnace, Li Feng remained poised as mild heat drifted lazily from its opening, with the final wisps of medicinal vapor swirling upward. A soft pop resonated from the depths, trailed by a gentle radiance seeping through the cauldron's cover.

He hurriedly lifted the lid.

Tucked within lay five spherical, radiant pills, each giving off a delicate glow, completely devoid of impurities.

His pulse raced momentarily.

"Flawless..." he murmured, hardly daring to trust his senses.

A flawless Qi Convergence Pill. Not merely a single one, but all ten of them. In the cultivation world, even veteran Alchemists possessing Rank 3 talent usually crafted pills with 70-90% purity. Achieving 100% purity—what they termed a Flawless Pill—counted as a true wonder. The pill's potency proved two to three times greater than standard versions, and its market value? At minimum, tenfold higher.

This feat surpassed anything a simple Rank 1 Alchemist ought to achieve.

Li Feng gazed at his hands like they belonged to a stranger. "So this... is the power of Rank 1 Alchemy Talent from the system."

He flashed a wide grin while shaking his head. "If I didn't know any better, I'd swear I was some pill-refining prodigy."

Joy shattered abruptly as a chill rippled through his chest. Spiritual energy within his dantian churned and twisted before erupting like a breached floodgate. His eyes bulged wide.

Boom.

Qi Refining, Fourth Layer.

The advancement hit so abruptly and seamlessly that it seemed almost unnatural.

"What the hell?"

In stunned silence, he dropped into a cross-legged position. "I'd been trapped at the third layer for more than ten years... how did this just happen...?"

[Ding. System Notice: Previous spiritual energy was absorbed to awaken system and designate Favor Target: Yue Lan for host.]

[Now that host has succeeded in pill refinement and recovered base energy, host body can now breakthrough to Fourth Layer easily.]

[System functions will continue to unlock upon host’s major breakthroughs.]

Li Feng's lips quirked in a twitch.

"...So all my hard work over the years fueled you?"

Yet the outcome spoke for itself—he couldn't argue. The stubborn blockage in his meridians that had lingered for years vanished, his Qi now surged freely like a fresh stream, and the former heaviness in his frame dissolved. He sensed a newfound lightness.

And as if that weren't enough—

[Ding. Congratulations on breaking through a major bottleneck. You have received 10 Lucky Draws. Gacha System has been unlocked.]

His gaze sparkled with excitement.

"Gacha?" Li Feng mumbled. "Don't tell me this is like those shady mobile games from Earth."

He accessed the Favor Shop and eyed the gacha wheel—a gleaming golden circle etched with symbols that danced like sunlight over rippling waves. The price for a single spin?

[1000 Favor Points]

Li Feng's jaw slackened in shock. "Are you trying to fleece me?! I've only got one Favor Point! At this pace, I'd need to grope my way across the whole sect..."

Then, yet another alert popped up:

[Beginner Bonus: 10 Free Draws Available]

He went rigid.

"...Oh."

Straightening his posture, he cleared his throat and rubbed his palms eagerly.

Next, he pressed his hands together over his chest, mimicking a zealous gambler beseeching Earth's Gacha Deities. "Please don't rip me off."

The initial draw—

A dim card unfurled amid a burst of golden sparkles.

[Low-grade Spirit Beast Bait – Trash]

"...Useless."

Second draw

[Tattered Robe – Common]

Third draw

[Spirit Grass Fertilizer – Low-Grade]

Fourth draw

[Cracked Spirit Stone – Worthless]

Fifth draw

[Tattered Puppet Blueprint – Incomplete]

Li Feng gaped in disbelief.

He seized the system interface and rattled it. "Are you rigging this?! Is the damn pity system glitched?!"

Still, the sixth card revealed itself.

A subtle icy gleam erupted from the depiction.

[Peak Rank 1 Ice-Attribute Sword – ’Jadefrost’]

Li Feng blinked rapidly. "Now that's more like it."

His eyes shone brightly. "Yue Lan's style revolves around ice techniques, yeah? Heh... Gifting this properly should rack up some favor points."

Seventh card draw

[Gold Source – An extremely rare puppet material, can be used as Puppet Core containing high-grade spiritual awareness, can evolve if condition is met]

Li Feng's jaw descended gradually. "A... puppet core? These fetch insane prices! You could craft sentient puppets with one of these!"

Eighth.

[Rank 1 Puppet Talent Acquired.]

A grin plastered across his face, unyielding. "Eh... this luck is pretty decent."

Ninth draw—

A profound emerald radiance, timeless and thick.

[Peak Rank 4 Phoenix Resurrection Pill – Can revive a cultivator below Nascent Soul realm within one hour of death]

"Revives any cultivator below Nascent Soul... if taken within an hour after death," he breathed softly. "Even sect elders would slaughter for this..."

Finally, the tenth.

As the last card turned, the gacha display quivered violently. Golden beams flickered at the borders, celestial specks converged at the core, whirling like a cosmic vortex.

One proclamation materialized:

[You have acquired: Special Physique – Starforged Body]

In an instant, Li Feng's whole form shuddered.

A torrent of knowledge flooded his consciousness.

The Starforged Body. A mythical constitution enabling boundless bodily tempering. Every "star" ignited inside it boosted his physique's power, akin to hammering steel repeatedly for strength. Yet right now, it remained merely a husk, a vacant cosmos devoid of any shining stars.

[Ignite each star via intense training or a single expenditure of 100 Favor Points.]

A starry pattern materialized before Li Feng’s eyes—a barren galaxy eager to be populated.

He tsked in annoyance. "So you’re telling me... to grow stronger, I gotta take beatings or burn more points?"

Li Feng eyed his plump stomach and flabby arms.

"...So I have to grind this body until it drops? System, give it to me straight."

[Given the host’s present build... advancing naturally past 5 stars seems improbable.]

"...Thanks for the heads-up."

Even with the sarcasm dripping, his morale surged skyward.

An alchemy gift, a puppet technique, resurrection pill, unique physique, plus a blade suited for a frosty仙子.

And above all, a system granting rewards for bestowing favor upon females.

His journey was only starting, yet it already seemed absurdly overpowered.

Li Feng relished the absurdity.

Once more, he rubbed his palms eagerly, his gaze sparkling like that of a sly vixen.

Later that evening

With sunset’s final colors fading into dusk, Li Feng’s mind wandered once again to the silver-garbed仙子 whose form had tormented his senses all day long.

That tender jade cleft where he’d buried his face...

The soft jiggle of her pristine white mounds as he thrust like a ravenous predator...

And that peach—curse that peach—plump, taut, ignoring his brazen squeezes, swinging with icy disdain as though taunting his base desires.

Li Feng dabbed away a trickle of saliva from his lip.

"Heaven isn’t truly merciless," he whispered, cherishing the recollection like a sacred treasure. "Though her Dao soars beyond the heavens, her flesh remains grounded in the mortal realm."

His fingertips itched imagining another sample of her.

No, not merely sample.

Consume utterly.

Tonight, he resolved. He’d rap on her door once more. What harm could come?

Meanwhile

Yue Lan strolled solitary, her silver robe’s hems billowing as she made her way down from the alchemy hall. Her icy golden gaze briefly caught the dying sun, resembling frost mirroring fading fire.

Her palm grazed the satchel on her hip, laden with fresh pills and spare spirit stones.

Yet her mind dwelled not on those items.

It drifted to the previous night.

To the searing mass grinding into her.

To a rough palm molding her jade.

To a rod plunging into her virgin depths.

It marked her debut with a male, accepted with eerie composure. A hundred spirit stones—that was the necessity. That justified her consent.

Then why... had she yielded so effortlessly?

She gave a faint headshake. "Mere carnal indulgence. Nothing more."

But the notion flitted away swiftly, vanishing like wind.

Her form served as a vessel, an instrument for cultivation. She merely occupied it in pursuit of the Dao. Still, a faint disturbance lingered within, akin to waves from a stone cast into calm waters.

She merely frowned lightly and pressed on.

Unbeknownst to her, karmic strands wove faintly in the atmosphere, unseen and subtle yet real. The System’s subtle push persisted, gently tilting her musings toward unwonted warmth for Li Feng. Yet she perceived it not, nor minded. After all, what weight did such worldly bonds hold against eternal life?

That moment, a known silhouette blocked her way—Lin Yu, a striking outer sect disciple in white robes. His eyes brightened at her sight.

"Senior Sister Yue," he spoke softly. "I noticed you at the alchemy hall. I have a gift for you."

He extended a finely made jade vial containing minor-grade Mind Calming Elixir.

"I realize it’s modest, but I figured—"

Before his words ended, her frosty stare raked over him.

"Unnecessary."

"But—"

"Move."

Lin Yu stumbled, his resolve crumbling beneath her glacial aura. Her very speech bore the bite of winter.

Yue Lan strode by without a backward look, abandoning him there, gripping the vial tightly.

"...Someday," he breathed. "I’ll show I deserve to stand at your side."

—

Returning to her dwelling, Yue Lan kindled one lantern, bathing the chamber in a cozy amber light. Cross-legged upon her bed, she delved into her pouch for the acquired pill.

Ere she commenced her meditation,

Knock knock.

A recognizable voice sounded beyond the entrance.

"Senior Sister, Li Feng here."

Yue Lan’s eyes shifted to the door. One finger lifted, and the protective array shimmered before dissolving.

The portal swung ajar.

And Li Feng’s lustful silhouette entered, his stare gleaming like a famished wolf amid a blizzard.