“Ding dong, congratulations to the host for completing a special Humiliation event and receiving a one-time reward of five hundred thousand Humiliation Value!”
“Ding dong, current Spirit Road resilience: 47%↓ (Path of Depravity).”
(When the Depravity Value reaches 40%, the Enchantment Mark will be generated.)
“Ding dong, current Horned Demon Favorability: -44↑ (Favorability is determined based on both body and mind).”
(Once Favorability reaches 70, the host may conceive normally.)
The “cleansing” finally ended.
Su Nian panted slightly, a bit exhausted.
A few strands of damp hair clung to the side of her face, giving her an oddly fragile allure.
‘Five hundred thousand Humiliation Value!’
The moment she heard that number, Su Nian’s eyes—dazed from fatigue and humiliation—suddenly flashed with an astonishing brilliance.
Adding the more than four hundred thousand she had accumulated over the last half hour, she had gained nearly one million Humiliation Value in one go!
Her total Humiliation Value, in a blink, broke through the seven million threshold!
She was now tangibly closer to the one hundred million goal for Divinity.
Such an astronomical harvest felt like a shot of adrenaline, allowing her to temporarily throw aside the extreme humiliation and disgust she had just experienced, her heart flooded with uncontrollable excitement and wild joy.
‘It was worth it! All of this was worth it!’
However… the Spirit Road resilience percentage had dropped again, which was within her expectations.
After all, what just happened was anything but “resilient.”
It would be stranger if it didn’t drop.
But why had the Horned Demon’s Favorability increased instead?
It went from -45 to -44.
It was a tiny, almost negligible change, but how could that bastard’s Favorability towards her increase at all?
She had only… been coldly and ruthlessly carrying out her plan to squeeze out Humiliation Value, utterly despising him deep down.
‘What was going on…? Could it be that the system had judged incorrectly?’ Su Nian frowned.
Could it be that some uncontrollable physical reaction of hers just now was misinterpreted by the system as an increase in Favorability?
‘Hmm…’
She tried hard to recall.
Maybe, because she was forced to look up at him, she accidentally found his jawline rather… pleasing to the eye?
‘Hmph! No matter how good he looks, he’s still a pervert! Or maybe… he was impressive in that aspect?’
Just thinking about all these messy possibilities made Su Nian feel stifled.
Whatever!
Favorability, for now, didn’t seem to have any real negative effects, so she decided not to worry about it.
It was the Path of Depravity percentage she needed to watch—it had quietly crept up to 47%.
The system had prompted that once this value reached 40%, it would generate…
Would it be what she imagined?
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On the other side.
Chu Tian leisurely tidied up his clothes, his face showing an obvious satisfaction, clearly in a very good mood.
He looked at the girl in front of him—her expression both ashamed and indignant, yet a bit lost, but upon hearing the Humiliation Value reward, her eyes lit up again.
The thrill of conquest in his heart peaked.
“Not bad.”
He reached out and gently traced Su Nian’s still moist and slightly swollen lips with his fingertip, his gesture undeniably intimate and possessive, but his tone was one of undeniable praise.
“My little Nian’er, you really are getting better at serving your Master. Your performance this time made your Master very satisfied.” His voice was low, but it rang clearly in Su Nian’s ears, tinged with a lazy satisfaction after indulgence.
Su Nian stiffened all over, feigning humility and submission: “Master~, as long as you’re satisfied…”
But inside, she was screaming: ‘Satisfied, my foot! You bastard!’
Next, Su Nian gathered the magic that had mostly recovered in her body, touched her fingertips together, and let a gentle, milky-white Holy Light flow from her hands like a warm stream.
Where the light passed, the bruises and savage wounds on her fair, delicate skin—left by the fierce battle—faded and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Her skin regained its former radiant luster, as if it had never been subjected to such brutal treatment.
Then, with a slight lift of her slender hand, the water element in the air happily gathered, forming a crystal-clear, rapidly spinning sphere in her palm.
This water sphere seemed almost alive, softly and efficiently sweeping over every inch of her skin, washing away the sticky sweat and the shameful stains from the earlier “cleansing” and battle, leaving her clean all over.
Once she was presentable, Su Nian prepared to leave this Blackstone Gorge—a place that had witnessed her crushing defeat and utter humiliation.
Her feelings were complicated.
When she arrived, she was full of confidence, fueled by the burning flame of revenge and a meticulously planned strategy, certain she could restore her honor.
But now, she was like a defeated lop-eared rabbit, following that damned Horned Demon back with the status of a complete “loser” and humiliated “slave girl.”
The contrast was so sharp, she could almost grind her teeth to dust.
But when they reached where their carriage had been parked, they found that the horses had long since vanished, leaving only the lonely carriage behind.
It was obvious that yesterday’s earth-shaking battle, and the waves of energy it released, had frightened them off.
Su Nian was dumbfounded.
What now?
There was no way she and this bastard Horned Demon could walk all the way from Blackstone Gorge back to Academy City, could they?
Her body was aching and exhausted to the bones.
All she wanted was to collapse onto that soft bed back at Shadowmoon Manor.
“Looks like our means of transportation ran off,” Chu Tian said calmly, even with a faint smile at the corners of his mouth.
“Why not use my magic phone to call for someone to pick us up? We could spend another night here.”
‘Another night?!’ Su Nian’s heart skipped a beat.
‘No! Absolutely not!’
This wretched place didn’t even have a decent roof for shelter.
Last night was out of necessity—she didn’t want to stay another moment now.
Besides, this was the place of her defeat and humiliation.
Every breath of air here suffocated her.
A flash of inspiration struck her.
She thought of a way out but… she’d have to communicate with her proud companion first.
Su Nian quietly calmed her mind and, through their spiritual link, contacted Little Green, who was far away in the Beast Nest Space.
‘Little Green… um… can you… give us a ride? Just fly us close to Academy City, that’s all,’ Su Nian asked, her voice cautious.
This was mainly to get away from this humiliating, sorrowful place as quickly as possible.
But deep down, it was also to further display her “total submission” to the bastard Horned Demon by offering even her most treasured dragon companion as a mount.
Surely, this would convince him that she had completely surrendered and willingly become his slave girl, right?
Of course, she still needed Little Green’s consent.
***
The Wind Elemental Holy Dragon, Little Green, its massive body curled up in a swirl of azure light, was still in the midst of healing.
At first, Little Green’s consciousness was a bit groggy, but when it understood that the “we” Su Nian spoke of included that very same presence—the bastard Horned Demon whose aura filled it with loathing and wariness—
Little Green’s half-lidded emerald eyes suddenly widened!
‘What?!’
She wanted it, a dignified Wind Elemental Holy Dragon, the heir to a noble bloodline, to carry that villain who had just hurt its master so badly, leaving her covered in wounds and humiliation?
The very same culprit who had made its master show such pain and despair?!