A Cunning Pervert in the Cultivation World

Chapter 24: Chapter 24: Wei Meilin (2)

Li Feng’s hand didn’t hesitate. It slid beneath the slit of her elegant qipao, fingers brushing up the silk-smooth skin of her bare thigh.

Mm. Just as he imagined.

Her skin was soft, far too soft for a woman who played the role of a cold, proper matriarch. But beneath that icy exterior… was flesh begging to be explored. His calloused palm cupped her upper thigh, rough skin dragging slowly over tender muscle, drinking in the heat of her body through every inch of contact.

Wei Meilin didn’t even flinch, though he saw the faintest hitch in her breath.

What a woman.

His thumb rubbed a slow circle, creeping a little higher, and though she kept that frosty expression on her face, the tension in her leg betrayed her.

Li Feng smirked.

“So soft, and delicate..,” he muttered lazily. “No wonder everyone praise you.”

Wei Meilin’s cold eyes flicked down at him, then without a word, she stand up. The warmth of her thigh slipped away from his grasp.

“Please excuse me Young master Li, I’m going to prepare the ingredients for your test,” she said calmly, her voice all business again.

She turned on her heel and walked toward the back room but Li Feng’s gaze wasn’t on her steps.

No, it was glued to the way her hips swaying seductively beneath that high-slit dress. Slow, confident sways with every step. The curve of her juicy peach is utterly obscene, bouncing with every step as if daring him to reach for it.

How could he resist?

In a flash, Li Feng stood up and moved to embrace her from behind, fingers itching to grab a handful of that sinful flesh. But just as he reached out-

Wei Meilin sidestepped and dodged with fluid grace, her heel tapping once on the floor before the door closed behind her.

“…Tch.”

Li Feng chuckled and sank back into the couch, licking his lips.

“No rush,” he murmured, eyes narrowing with a possessive glint. “That body will be mine to play with however I want soon, once business is settled.”

He folded his arms behind his head, staring lazily at the ceiling. Then, with a thought, he summoned her status window through the system.

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Name: Wei Meilin

Cultivation: 4th Realm of Qi Refinement

Special Physique: None

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Nothing particularly odd. No hidden bloodline, no strange physique, no secret debuff like Fen Ziyan

But one thing caught his eye.

“System,” he asked, “why can’t I designate her as a Favor Target?”

A second passed.

Then another.

No reply.

“…Hello?”

Still nothing.

The interface blinked coldly, unhelpful as ever.

He scoffed.

“Tch. Figures. Can never get a straight answer unless it’s about grinding or rewards.”

Still, he didn’t press further. Honestly? He didn’t really care.

He wasn’t trying to win her heart or anything. He wasn’t here for romance or conquest either.

What he wanted… are a clean channel to sell pills without attracting too much attention. A respected front. A local name. A partner to handle the mundane and annoying work while he focused on cultivation and other things.

Wei Meilin, with her sharp and calculating mind, is perfect for that.

And if that channel happened to come with a curvy, seductive manager willing to serve his every whim under the guise of partnership?

Well.

That was just a bonus .

Even though her talent was mediocre and she didn’t match Senior Sister Yue’s beauty, her sinful body more than made up for it

Li Feng let out a low laugh as he pictured her kneeling in that tight qipao, those icy eyes glancing up at him with reluctant, lips parted just enough for him to enjoy.

His little brother reacted, ” Haha, don’t worry you will get your turn to shine soon little bro”.

“Heh,” he exhaled through a grin, voice thick with desire. “I’ll refine pills by day…. and when I get bored, I will ask Madam Wei to help me ease it.”

He stretched out, one arm resting over the back of the couch, casually spreading his leg as if he at his own home relaxing.

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Storage Room — Wei Alchemy Hall

Wei Meilin’s fingers lingered on the final lacquered box.

Inside, cushioned in silk, lay a single stalk of Moonshadow Ginseng, a thousand-year-old root, pale as ivory, each tendril tipped with a faint silver glow.

It was worth enough to buy a manor.

And enough to worsen her already precarious position if it was wasted.

The pill she want to test Li Feng with, Great Spirit Condensing Pill is one of the hardest Rank 1 pill to refine, something their own alchemist had never managed to produce even a single high grade pill but it still sell for good price even if it just a mid grade pill. If he could make even one high grade pill or flawless pill from this…

Her eyes narrowed.

She would know if his boastful word is real.

She lifted the box.

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At the Guest Room,

Li Feng was still lounging when she returned, but his gaze sharpened the instant he sense what she carried, already roughly guess the pills she want him to refine

“That,” he said softly, “isn’t something you give to a beginner.”

“This,” she replied coolly, “I trust this is not a big problem for Young master Li .”

She set the box down and opened it. The faint, sweet-cold scent of the Moonshadow Ginseng filled the room. Li Feng inhaled once, almost like a man savoring wine, and then without wasting any more word, he summoned his cauldron, a squat, plain, black-iron thing without ornament.

Wei Meilin frown when she saw this. She had expected something grander, since this guy boost so much.

Li Feng didn’t bother explaining. Instead, he plucked the root from its body and, with a flick of his fingers, began the refinement.

The cauldron’s inner runes glowed faint red. His qi poured in, not in a wild surge, but in a steady, precise stream that wrapped the herb in heat so even it seemed to melt without burning. The root’s silver glow deepened, curling upward into the air like drifting moonlight.

The scent thickened, sweet and sharp at once. It made her chest feel light, her mind strangely attracted to the aroma.

She’d seen master alchemists fumble for hours just to bring a root like this to its essence yet

.. he did it in moments.

No flashy technique. No wasted movement.

When the liquid essence pooled at the bottom, Li Feng’s hands shifted, weaving the forming runes of the Great Spirit Condensing Pill. The air hummed, as if the hall itself were listening.

The hum sharpened—pop!

Four pills rose from the cauldron, each like a pearl carved from moonlight, a faint silver mist coiling from their surface.

Wei Meilin’s breath caught, a she immediately recognize the quality of those pills.

Three high grade pills and … one flawless grade pills. From a single root.

Her usual cold, calculating mask had vanished, replaced by open, shock and surprise.

Her mind start racing almost immediately, thinking about all the profit, how her prestige would rise back, how she no longer need to worry about the grim future, and how she quickly she could rise if she work with him.

Li Feng finally looked at her, a slow smile tugging at his lips.

“So Madam Wei, still think I’m all talk?”

She didn’t answer. Her gaze was fixed on the pills.

Not cold now.

Not calculating.

But Greed overwhelm it all.

“…Name your term,” she said at last.

Li Feng didn’t hesitate. He stepped forward with slow confidence, his hand reaching out to grasp Wei Meilin’s waist and pull her abruptly into his lap.

The sudden movement made her big soft jade, her full, heavy breast bounce sharply against his chest, the tight silk of her qipao stretching briefly over the soft swell before settling back. The warmth of her body pressed against him, warm and undeniable.

His hands settled immediately, fingers sinking into the softness of her peach as it molded perfectly into his lap, plump, supple, and rich with a moisture that seemed to pulse beneath her skin. Her whole body felt like a living, breathing reservoir of water and softness, every curve inviting him to explore deeper.

Li Feng’s gaze roamed over her body who currently sitting sideway on his lap, lingering on her big soft breast barely contained by the slender fabric of her qipao. The dress clung to her breasts like a second skin, outlining every subtle curve and swell, shaped, perfect, and utterly irresistible.

A slow, teasing smile curved his lips as his fingers began to roam on her delicate waist. “This… this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Madam Wei,” he murmured, voice thick with promise. “Not just for your family, but for you personally.”

He let his hand slide lower, fingers tracing lazy circles over the full delicate plump of her hip, the silky fabric shifting beneath his touch. “A chance to rise from the ashes, to reclaim power and prestige you thought lost forever.”

Wei Meilin’s breath hitched, her eyes flickering to meet his. She bit her lip, her usual cold composure wavering just a fraction, betraying the flicker of temptation growing inside.

Li Feng leaned closer, voice dropping to a whisper as his hand slid fully onto her peach, kneading it softly. “Imagine your name spoken with respect again, the Wei family restored… not as a fallen house, but as a family of strength. With me, you won’t just survive, you’ll dominate…”

His other hand crept upward, fingers brushing the delicate row of buttons along her qipao’s high collar. He began unfastening them slowly, deliberately, each soft click like a promise.

*click*

“You just have to trust me,” he breathed, eyes full of desire and barely contain. “Let me guide you to that future. You’ll be more than a pawn…you’ll be a queen.”

Wei Meilin’s chest rose and fell faster, cheeks flushed, not just from his hands, but from the intoxicating visions filling her mind: the power, the prestige, the freedom. Her fingers twitched, almost involuntarily, reaching to stop him, but her body betrayed her, unable to stop the slow unraveling of the buttons.

Without realizing it, the upper silk parted just enough to reveal one bare breast, big, pale and perfect, slipping free, the smooth white skin stark in contrast against the purple fabric.

Her breath trembled, eyes wide, caught between greed, fear, desire, and the intoxicating pull of the future Li Feng promised.

Wei Meilin’s voice was barely a whisper, rough with desire and greed “I… I want that future.”

Seeing Wei Meilin answer in this flushed, seductive state, Li Feng’s smile turned lewd and satisfied.

“Good. Now let’s seal the deal and make sure you get exactly what you deserve.”