A Cunning Pervert in the Cultivation World

”It’s... you?”

In the opposite cell, Old Han slowly lifted his head.

The weathered, middle-aged man’s face was streaked with dried blood and tears.

His eyes now looked utterly exhausted and resigned.

The silver light of the Star Apostle mark flickered faintly under his skin on his chest, showing he had barely succeeded the imprinting.

And the moment he saw that Li Feng had finally noticed him, Old Han’s lips trembled.

Tears that had been held back for so long finally spilled over.

”...Young friend...” he rasped, his voice hoarse and broken.

Tears rolled down his wrinkled cheeks, mixing with the dried blood.

”Hic... This old man... has been calling out to you... for so long... but you never looked this way...”

His shoulders began to shook as quiet sobs escaped him.

Li Feng looked a bit awkward seeing the middle-aged man crying like this.

He recognized this guy too, as he should be the rogue cultivator who had been waiting to loot the Fire Yang camp, when Li Feng arrived to save the captured female disciples.

He had caught a glimpse of his face at that time, so he knew this man.

...It seemed Little Ling had gotten the wrong idea and misunderstood this guy, locking this poor fellow up along with the demonic disciples by mistake.

But at the same time, Li Feng couldn’t help but think that this guy was really something.

After all, he had actually survived the secret realm’s chaos and even endured the Star Apostle imprinting.

’Maybe he has something special?’

Curious, Li Feng silently checked the guy’s status through their new bond.

[Ding!]

[Star Apostle Status:]

[Name: Han Wei]

[Vessel: 1 Star]

[Level: Peak 9th Realm of Qi Refinement]

[Special Physique: None]

[Remarks: An ordinary rogue cultivator who has wandered the cultivation world for many decades. Skilled in survival, scavenging, and low-profile hiding.]

Li Feng blinked.

It was completely... ordinary.

No hidden bloodline, no special physique, no rare talent.

Just a middle-aged rogue cultivator.

’Nothing special at all... Yet he survived where stronger demonic disciples failed... Interesting. Is it just sheer luck? Or something else?’

Li Feng narrowed his eyes slightly.

Because surviving as a rogue cultivator in the brutal cultivation world for decades wasn’t an easy feat.

It meant this ordinary-looking middle-aged man was either extremely lucky... or possessed a level of experience and cunning far beyond what his status showed.

Either way, since he was now his Star Apostle, he was tied to Li Feng.

Li Feng’s hand continued to casually knead Yao Xin’s massive, soft breast inside her loose robe.

His fingers sank deep into the warm, heavy flesh, rolling her stiff bud as he observed Old Han with renewed interest.

Then, seeing the old man still crying like a falsely accused innocent, Li Feng sighed.

”Enough crying. It was a mistake on my part too for not checking properly, but...”

Li Feng glanced at Old Han and smiled slightly.

”...Just like the saying goes, where there is risk, there is reward. I’m sure you already got a reward worthy of the risk and pain you experienced, right?”

Old Han froze slightly at the words.

A mix of conflict and realization flashed through his tear-filled eyes.

He slowly raised a trembling hand to his chest, where the silver mark of the Star Apostle pulsed faintly.

He could feel it... his cultivation base had surged dramatically.

The spiritual energy inside him was richer, denser, and far more powerful than before.

Not only that.

He was now standing at the peak of the 9th Realm of Qi Refinement, just one small step away from Foundation Establishment... a realm he had only dared to dream about in his decades of wandering as a rogue cultivator.

Li Feng chuckled softly, giving Yao Xin’s heavy breast a firm, possessive squeeze that made her whimper cutely and press tighter against him.

”Consider it compensation for the misunderstanding. The star inside you isn’t just a chain... it also nourishes you and strengthens you. And with that star... your end goal won’t only be at Foundation Establishment, but even more higher realms!”

Old Han’s breathing grew rough at his words.

The grief and resignation on his weathered face slowly cracked, replaced by a spark of greed and burning ambition that had long been buried under years of cautious survival.

”...Higher realms...” he whispered hoarsely, tears still rolling down his cheeks, but now mixed with a trembling, almost fanatical hope.

”This old man... after so many years of scraping by... never thought I could...”

He lowered his head again, shoulders shaking, but this time it wasn’t just from sorrow.

It was from the overwhelming realization of what he had gained... even if it came with a collar.

Li Feng smiled faintly.

”You should be proud of yourself. You have survived the imprinting where people stronger than you died... and that alone proves you have potential. So serve me properly, and I won’t mistreat you.”

Old Han wiped his face with a trembling sleeve.

His voice was hoarse but steadier now, carrying a mix of lingering fear and newfound reverence.

”...This old man understands. I will do my best, young friend— no... my lord!”

The words seemed to cost him something, but once spoken, a faint spark of determination appeared in his exhausted eyes.

The realization that he was now standing at the peak of the 9th Realm of Qi Refinement had ignited something deep inside the old rogue cultivator.

Li Feng nodded at the attitude, appreciating how flexible this new Star Apostle’s mind was.

”Good. As long as you understand your position, you’ll find that serving me has its benefits.”

Yao Xin watched the exchange in silence with a sweet, clingy smile on her face.

She let out a soft, shaky whimper as his thumb brushed over her stiff bud, sending sparks of lingering pleasure through her body.

Inside, however, her mind was spinning rapidly.

’Even this ordinary old guy got such a huge boost... I knew it, it wasn’t really just my hallucination...’

Ever since the star had entered her soul during the dual cultivation with Li Feng, she could feel it... her cultivation base had surged dramatically.

The spiritual energy inside her was richer, purer, and far more abundant than before.

She could sense that breaking through into Foundation Establishment would now be effortless, almost like a natural step rather than the life-risking bottleneck it used to be.

’This power... it’s terrifying.’

Li Feng, sensing the complex emotions swirling inside Yao Xin, Old Han, and even Ye Mo who was silently listening through their bond only smirked faintly.

”Enough sentiment for now,” he said calmly. ”We’ve wasted enough time here. Let’s head back up.”

With his words—

CRACK!

CRACK!

CRACK!

The ceiling of the underground prison suddenly rumbled and parted open like living wood splitting apart.

Thick, powerful branches from the Divine Vitalis Soul Tree descended smoothly from above, twisting and forming sturdy platforms beneath their feet.

Then the thick vines gently but firmly wove themselves into a sturdy platform beneath Li Feng, Yao Xin, Old Han, and Ye Mo, then lifted them upward with surprising gentleness and speed.

Yao Xin let out a soft gasp, clinging tighter to Li Feng’s waist as the branch platform rose.

Old Han’s eyes widened in awe as he was lifted, tears still drying on his face.

The sudden display of power from the Divine Tree left him speechless.

Ye Mo remained silent, his sharp eyes narrowing as he was carried upward, the silver star mark on his hand pulsing faintly.

The group ascended smoothly through the opening.

The dark prison faded below as they emerged back into the vibrant, spiritual energy rich paradise under the Divine Vitalis Soul Tree.

Golden leaves shimmered overhead, pure spiritual mist drifted in the air, and the massive trunk of the tree stood like a pillar of life in the center of this world.

And Li Feng finally took his rough hand out from Yao Xin’s soft cleavage.

He stepped off the branch platform first, his envoy robe fluttering lightly as he landed on the lush ground below.

Behind him, countless thick branches shifted with a deep, rumbling sound.

They twisted and intertwined like living gates before sealing the entrance to the underground prison completely.

In moments, every trace of the bloody scene vanished, hidden beneath layers of wood and greenery as though it had never existed.

Only then did Li Feng turn around, meeting the shocked gazes of his new Star Apostles as they stared at him... the man who seemed to command this entire world.

Li Feng opened his arms widely and smiled warmly at them.

The endless sea of golden leaves swayed behind him as sunlight filtered through the towering canopy, casting golden rays across the forest floor.

The scene looked almost surreal... like a ruler standing within his own divine realm.

Li Feng’s smile widened as he calmly spoke.

”Once again, allow me to formally welcome all of you...”

”...to my private paradise.”