[Each avatar fulfills its own role, unaware of the others, silently contributing to your plan to overturn the game.]
[Meanwhile, Zhou Xuan seems to place particular importance on the wager he made with you. Even though he’s unable to leave the Central State, he remains at the Qing Emperor Divine Palace, commanding troops and making strategic moves. In just ten short years, he has completely wiped out the visible resistance organizations.]
[During these ten years, you have tirelessly studied soul-bewitching arts and similar mystical techniques. The wicked ways of those old ghosts have truly opened your eyes.]
[At the same time, you’ve also been seeking a way to solve the predicament of your body, which has been developed into a “fluffy ball.” If you don’t receive nourishment every month, you become unbearably uncomfortable.]
[At first, you could still endure it, but the more you suppressed it, the worse your body felt—hungrier, thirstier, increasingly unsatisfied, until finally, under the accumulated weight of your desires, your reason is shattered, and you transform into that frenzied, crazed beast.]
For this, you delved into a vast amount of literature, and reached a single conclusion—
There is no solution.
That monster, just as he said, didn’t curse or plant any spell in you. He simply awakened your desires, and now your body instinctively pursues and craves pleasure. In a sense, it is your “true nature.”
A simulation of one thousand and eleven years.
“Uuhh~~” Amidst a moan, Su Bai slowly woke in a daze, her eyes greeted by a man’s broad and scorching chest, his strong arms, and that deeply familiar scent that seemed to seep into her bones.
“Master, you’re up so early? Why not rest a bit longer?” a low and magnetic voice came from above.
“You wicked thing!” Su Bai gave a cold snort, trying to shove him away, but found she couldn’t budge him at all.
“Master, don’t move around.”
“Xue Ji is still sleeping.”
Nestled in the man’s other arm was a young girl, with crimson hair and eyes, petite and peerlessly beautiful, sleeping peacefully with her eyes closed.
She would have let it go, but hearing this, Su Bai’s teeth itched with anger.
Last night, under the relentless coaxing of a certain “traitor” who had fallen to soul-bewitchment for ten years, her own great villain of a disciple accomplished the “feat” of “uniting two females, flying into the Qing Emperor Palace.”
He managed to stew the two of them together! (Gritting teeth!)
Su Bai would never forget how that “traitor” forcibly pried open her legs, how she was pinned down under the “traitor,” ten fingers interlaced, together enduring the man’s wild, bull-like charge, and how she ended up “willingly” sucking and swallowing together with her.
“Master actually enjoyed it, didn’t you?” Zhou Xuan suddenly spoke, a faint smile on his lips as he played with a lock of Su Bai’s hair dangling over the edge of the bed. “You say no, but your body is honest and so very indulgent.”
“Last night, I could taste the emotions in Master’s heart—tension, fear, anxiety, shyness, and even a bit of deeply buried anticipation and longing.”
“Truthfully, Master, you’ve always wanted your disciple to treat you this way, haven’t you? Forcefully, domineeringly, wildly. With just a gentle push, you would obediently lie back on the bed, enjoying desire in peace while still saving face, able to tell yourself: I did all I could, the rest is fate.”
“Master, don’t you feel that in this state…” The man leaned down, gently taking her pink earlobe between his lips and nibbling softly, “…you’re just like a certain kind of person in the mortal world?”
Su Bai’s delicate body trembled, a bad feeling welling up in her heart.
“In my idle moments, I once read a book by a Nascent Soul cultivator who traveled the Five Domains and Two Heavens: ‘A History of Prostitution in the Five Domains and Two Heavens.’”
“It mentions that in the mortal world of Central State, there was a religious sect of ‘Great Love’ that stirred up a movement of physical charity and universal compassion. All followers could receive the blessings of the female bodhisattvas.”
“Master, tell me—do people truly believe in the doctrine of Great Love, or do they use it as an excuse for debauchery? And do those female bodhisattvas really wish to comfort the masses and spread their faith, or are they satisfying their own lusts, parting their legs for those freeloading customers, and then consoling themselves afterwards with lofty ideals and dreams?”
“Of course, your disciple would never mean to insult you, Master.”
“It’s just that you resemble them very much.”
Su Bai’s delicate body quivered. His words were like a sharp scalpel, slicing straight into her innermost heart, exposing her filthiest, most shameful, unspeakable desires to the sunlight.
“I do not!”
“Nonsense!!”
“I’m a real man!!”
Shocked and enraged, her emotions surged; shame overwhelmed her, but she stubbornly refused to admit it, her cheeks burning crimson, her body trembling violently.
She could never admit it, because once she did, she would be ruined, Su Bai would be ruined.
“Anyway, no matter what, I’m better than her!!” She pointed furiously at the slumbering beauty in Zhou Xuan’s arms, grinding her teeth.
“At least I didn’t end up like her, bewitched and fallen, submitting under a man and succumbing to desire!”
Zhou Xuan frowned, not understanding Su Bai’s words, and explained immediately: “Xue Ji is the part of Master that faces her desires head-on. Today’s Xue Ji is tomorrow’s Master. Besides, I’ve never used soul-bewitching arts.”
“All of this was by your own soul’s choice.”
“Hmph! Still trying to PUA me!” Su Bai snorted coldly, pointing at Xue Ji. “These past ten years, haven’t you noticed how strange she’s become? Always shouting about ‘lewdness,’ ‘happiness,’ ‘fluffy balls,’ her desire growing stronger every day.”
Zhou Xuan pondered for a moment, then replied, “Indulging in the pleasures of men and women is human nature. It’s also your desire, Master.”
Su Bai, however, held an opposing view.
“Unrestrained desire is a disaster!”
“Even so, your disciple can still satisfy your desires, Master, without letting them get out of control.”
“You can’t. Once you get a house, you want a bigger house. Get a room full of grain, and you’ll want a warehouse full. Likewise, when you get pleasure, you crave even greater pleasure. Human desires are a bottomless pit—if left unchecked, they only lead to self-destruction!”
“And Xue Ji, this other ‘me’ that you bewitched and brought low, is already walking that road of no return.”
BOOM!
A thunderclap exploded!
White light shot through the window lattice, illuminating that exquisitely beautiful face, now filled with determination and a trace of sighing sorrow.
Qingyang Hall.
After finishing the recent affairs of state, Zhou Xuan was about to cultivate when he heard soft footsteps behind him. The steps were light and quiet, growing fainter as they drew closer.
Suddenly, a pair of small hands reached from behind, encircling Zhou Xuan in an embrace, the girl’s cheek pressed against his broad back.
“A’Xuan, how was last night’s sisters’ stew? Was it delicious?”
A smile curled at Zhou Xuan’s lips. He turned around, wrapped his arm around the girl’s slender waist, and kissed her cherry lips.
“Delicious to the extreme. Unforgettable.”
“Yay, I’m glad you liked it! I enjoyed it, too. Shared sensations plus double the pleasure—so good it made me pass out.” Xue Ji hugged Zhou Xuan’s neck, her cheeks rosy, her eyes filled with infatuation and happiness.
She tilted her head slightly, her gaze filled with coyness and longing.
“A’Xuan, can you grant me a wish?”
“I’d bring you all the stars in the sky.”
“Then give me a demon mark.”
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