It brought a numbing thrill.
In the illusion realm, Chu Tian felt the girl’s body momentarily stiffen and tremble.
His finger, calloused with thin ridges, provocatively rubbed her earlobe.
She couldn’t even dodge a single finger.
“Even after becoming a deity, you still lose to me, the Horned Demon Bastard…” His voice was low and magnetic, carrying undisguised mockery, like a feather precisely piercing Su Nian’s most unwilling depths.
‘With divine power enough to tear space itself, yet you can’t even withstand my lightest touch—’
A tactic he often used to bully her, not even a combat skill, really.
One touch and she went completely weak, losing all will to fight.
Shame and confusion swept over her like a tidal wave, rushing straight to her head.
Su Nian’s cheeks flushed crimson at the Horned Demon Bastard’s taunt.
“Look at you. I thought this would be a tough fight, but who would’ve guessed…”
A burning current climbed from the base of her spine, dyeing her snow-white neck and delicate ears a moving crimson.
She bit her lower lip hard, trying to resist the current that made her whole body go limp.
She struggled to retort, but her voice was as soft as a mosquito’s, carrying a trembling and brokenness she hadn’t even noticed herself.
Even the excuse felt pale and weak in her own ears.
“Isn’t it?”
Chu Tian’s lips curved deeper.
He leaned down, his scorching breath spraying against her sensitive ear, carrying a suffocating pressure.
That breath, with the familiar scent she both hated and loved in the illusion.
He whispered, each word like a hammer striking the most fragile corner of her heart.
“Admit it, Nian Nian. You don’t actually want to resist me, do you?”
“Ding! Affection +1. Current Affection: 84.”
“Ding! Corruption Status: 15%.”
The cold system notification exploded in Su Nian’s mind once again.
‘Ugh…Why does even the affection and corruption increase in the illusion?…Isn’t this too realistic?’
This illusion, created by her own hands and meant to be fully under her control, had captured all her subconscious reactions and quantified them into data she couldn’t bear to see.
Chu Tian’s fingers slid from her earlobe down her smooth neck, finally gently rubbing the skin where the [Lover’s Prison Collar] had once been worn.
There was nothing there, yet it still felt as if the cold touch of metal and the burning mark of the rune remained.
The sensation was so real she couldn’t tell reality from illusion.
“You enjoy being dominated by me, don’t you?” His voice grew even deeper, carrying a hypnotic power.
–Boom
Su Nian’s brain completely crashed.
She felt the palm gently stroking her neck, the heated whisper at her ear—the emptiness and burning restlessness suppressed all night instantly ignited deep within her body.
She wanted to scream, wanted to resist.
Wanted to use her divine power to tear this hateful illusion—and this absurd dream realm—to shreds.
But her body seemed frozen by a binding spell, stiff and unmoving.
The divine power dormant within her Divine Core, as if encountering a natural enemy, obediently settled into every limb, leaving only a numbing weakness.
‘It doesn’t count… it doesn’t count… this is just an illusion…’
Su Nian repeated over and over in her mind, trying to use this feeble excuse to ward off the overwhelming tide of shame.
‘This is just a dream, a ridiculous dream!’
Her legs, under the purple-black robe, twisted restlessly, as if searching for some support.
A suppressed moan, full of submission, escaped from deep in her throat.
“Mmm…”
Even she found the voice unfamiliar and frightening.
Her body, her instincts, were truly longing for…
‘Wanting to be dominated again by that Horned Demon Bastard…’
Chu Tian felt the girl’s slight trembling beneath his palm, watched the complex expression of struggle and surrender intertwining in her eyes.
He knew the girl before him had completely fallen into his control.
“Good. Now, turn around and look at me.”
The man’s voice rang out.
Su Nian’s body, as if pulled by an invisible force, turned slowly and rigidly.
She raised her head.
Those sky-blue eyes were now covered in a thick layer of mist, wet, with a hint of dazed obedience.
Her vision blurred; she could only see a tall silhouette.
“What do I need to teach you? Open your mouth and address me properly,” Chu Tian commanded without room for refusal.
She opened her mouth.
That humiliating title slipped from her lips, “Master…”
“Ding! Special mission completed: Submission in the Illusion Realm! Mission reward: 10 million Humiliation Value!”
“Ding! Congratulations, Host, on unlocking the hidden achievement: Corrupted Illusion. Bonus 1.5 million Humiliation Value!”
“Achievement reward: Mental Toughness -1. Current Corruption Status: 4%.”
A series of system notifications rang in her mind.
She had submitted to the illusion, even called him “Master.”
As a goddess, she had bowed her head to a Horned Demon Bastard in an illusion she created herself…
Su Nian’s heart was now filled with nothing but infinite absurdity and shame.
‘What is this? Or… am I really… completely corrupted?’
‘Even though I could defeat that Horned Demon Bastard, deep down I still long to be… dominated by the Master…’
Chu Tian curled his lips in satisfaction.
That curve carried aggressive approval, like a sovereign surveying his finest trophy.
His hand gently caressed the girl’s cheek.
“Good girl.”
The rough calluses on his fingertips rubbed against her burning skin.
The touch was so real it made her soul tremble.
Every pore screamed in submission.
“Now, let me see just how obedient you can be now?” Chu Tian’s voice carried a terrifying magic.
A deeper temptation that spoke directly to her soul, conversing with the deepest desires inside her.
Su Nian knew she could never turn back.
Inside this absolute safe cage built by her own hands, she would completely let herself drown.
‘Anyway… all this is fake.’ She told herself over and over.
‘All created by me—a secret only I know. No one knows.’
In reality, she was still overwhelmingly powerful, the victor who had him wrapped around her finger.
This thought was her last, her only fig leaf.
Her body began trembling uncontrollably under Chu Tian’s fingers wandering across her cheek.
Every inch of her divine body, reshaped by divine power, was sensitive to the extreme.
Those sky-blue eyes that once overlooked all living beings and contained the laws of the world were now only filled with misty daze and helpless obedience.
She completely gave herself to this illusionary “Master.”
Only he could calm the unspeakable restlessness that burned her from within.
“Ding! Affection +1. Current Affection: 86.”
“Ding! Corruption Status: 13%.”
Two hours later.
The illusion woven from divine power collapsed like smoke and dust.
Su Nian woke up amidst a mess of silk bedding, her body as exhausted as if all her bones had been drained.
Cold sweat soaked through her thin nightgown, clinging to her skin.
She curled up, burying her face into the pillow, letting out muffled sobs with a crying tone.
‘It’s… it’s okay! It’s okay! Just an illusion, just an illusion.’
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