A Cunning Pervert in the Cultivation World

Chapter 110: Corrupted Divine Soul Tree

"...What?"Li Feng muttered, eyes wide, feeling as if he’d misheard.

But with his sharpened senses , he knew that wasn’t possible....he had clearly heard Little Ming’s voice.

Just as he was about to go check, the crying serpent suddenly disintegrated, turning into nothing but dust.

Staring at the scene before him, he stood frozen in confusion.

"The hell is going on..." he muttered, clutching his chest.

As a strange , tightening discomfort spread through him , making him frown.

Somehow, he could tell it was connected to the village.

Without another thought, he turned and hurried back , with Goldie following closely behind.

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Soon after rushing back, he saw the village in the distance which... seem to have changed.

"...a tree ?" Li Feng murmured as he stared at the huge tree that suddenly appeared out of nowhere , towering the entire village.he agony a mortal soul would endure under such cruelty.

His throat tightened , his voice coming out low and hoarse, trembling with suppressed rage.

"You..."

"Amazing, right ?" Mo Shuyan laughed proudly. "I wanted to experiment and understand more about mortal souls before moving on to real cultivators on a larger scale. Just imagine it...an entire city... no, an entire sect! under the tree’s control, continuing to live normally without ever realizing they’re already dead!"

Mo Shuyan’s eyes shone with mania as he looked up at the sky , smiling. " Then I could experiment... test everything to the extent of my desire!"

Then he looked back down at Li Feng, still grinning, " To be honest, I was already planning to continue my expansion toward Whitesilk City. But... when you showed up, I just couldn’t resist wanting to share this amazing work with a fellow cultivator after working on it for two years alone."

Li Feng’s mind flashed with the sound of Little Ming’s voice...desperate painful cries.

Now he understood.

He could never imagine the despair of being forced to watch oneself die again and again... by one’s own hand.

Li Feng gritted his teeth, forcing down the surge of anger that threatened to explode.

As he had to know one more thing from this madman.

"...One final question ," he said through clenched teeth, his voice low but sharp, "...where is my senior sister?"

Mo Shuyan, hearing the suppressed tone , tilted his head casually , as if thinking for the answer.

"Oh? Her?"

He paused, letting the suspense hang in the air before his grin widened.

"...I killed her and fed her soul to my tree. Ah~ her last pitiful cry... what was it again? Oh right , it was... Junior Brother Li—"

BOOOM!

Before he could finish his teasing , a massive shockwave erupted in front of him, tearing through the surroundings and throwing debris everywhere.

Mo Shuyan blinked, startled, as his gaze fell on a fist frozen inches from his face.

Because before the strike could land, another hand had intercepted it.

"..?"

Li Feng’s eyes widened as he slowly turned to look toward the tall figure with long, black wavy hair.

The figure’s eyes remained closed , but the aura of power radiated from him was suffocating.

Somehow, he had appeared out of nowhere and blocked his punch.

From behind that tall figure, Mo Shuyan’s disappointed voice rang out,

"Ah, I guess you’re the same as the others after all... truly so rude."