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Chapter 7: The Weakness
🕑 Added 2025-04-21 07:17:10 +0000 UTCPressing against the glass, Jingliu—whether from nervousness or sheer terror—felt her legs give way and slowly slid down to sit on the floor.
After what felt like an eternity, the door to Solon's office opened again.
Jingliu rushed out with flushed cheeks, her hair and clothes slightly disheveled. As she quickly straightened herself, she hurried away without looking back.
Solon stood at his office doorway, waving at her retreating figure with a satisfied smile.
"Master, your disciple awaits your next visit at any time. Do come again~"
On the surface, it looked like a perfect picture of respect between teacher and student.
Recognizing the hidden meaning in Solon's words, Jingliu stumbled mid-step. She turned to glare at him with barely concealed fury before fleeing without another word.
Exiting the immersive simulation mode, Solon let out a long exhale.
The process of "correcting" Jingliu in the virtual world had gradually become an acquired taste for him.
Along with it came the enjoyment of the freedom to indulge in wickedness within the simulation.
Fortunately, his cautious and rational nature kept him from blurring the lines between simulation and reality.
The simulation continued.
[After that incident, it was as if you'd discovered a whole new world. You began frequently inviting Jingliu to your office.]
[Before long, strange rumors began circulating through the Shackling Prison: peculiar sounds often emanated from your office.]
[Jingliu, being thin-skinned, always entered and left while avoiding others' gazes. As for you, guilt made you avoid offering explanations. Thus, the rumors gradually morphed into: The Chief Warden often hides in his office, amusing himself by torturing prisoners.]
[When you learned of this, you found it both amusing and exasperating. Stroking Jingliu's hair, you teased: "Master, because of you, your disciple has become a per*vert in others' eyes."]
["Hmph!" Jingliu snorted coldly, rolling her eyes at you—her gaze clearly saying:
You damn well know whether you're a per*vert or not.
Then she lowered her head and resumed her diligent "work."]
[To Jingliu, your office might as well have been a den of monsters. She would rather face endless hordes of Abundance abominations than set foot in that room.]
[Yet she couldn't refuse your "invitations," because you held her weakness firmly in your grasp.]
[Over the following months, you frequently summoned Jingliu to your office for various "correction sessions."]
[The windowsill, atop and beneath the desk, behind the door... every corner of the office bore traces of your "battles."]
[After months of "correction," you now understood Jingliu's body better than she did herself. A mere touch from your fingers could now make her flush crimson and weaken her knees.]
[You realized that through your meticulous "guidance," Jingliu's body and mind had been deeply imprinted with your "brand"—a mark so profound she might never erase it.]
[Yet the Xianzhou's Sword Champion possessed an indomitable will. No matter what "cruel and intense" methods you employed, while her body yielded to desire, her spirit never submitted.]
[This unbroken will meant she remained lethally dangerous. Given the slightest opportunity, she wouldn't hesitate to separate your head from your shoulders.]
[Strangely, this ever-present mortal danger sparked a perverse thrill within you—a stimulation you came to savor and obsess over...]
[Months later, under Jingliu's persistent demands to release Baiheng, you finally set the foxian free after some consideration.]
[Your compliance stemmed from two reasons: First, your "correction plan" had essentially reached completion.]
[You now knew Jingliu's body better than she did—every inch of skin, every "weak point." A single touch could reduce her to a trembling, water-magic-casting mess.]
[Jingliu had been thoroughly remolded in your image...]
[Second, each member of the "High-Cloud Quintet" had formidable backgrounds, making them troublesome to provoke—except Baiheng.]
Solon stroked his chin—this made perfect sense.
Among the High-Cloud Quintet: Jingliu was the Xianzhou's Sword Champion; Dan Feng the Vidyadhara's Elder; Yingxing the Furnace Master; Jing Yuan enjoyed General Teng Xiao's favor. Only Baiheng, a foxian Nameless, was essentially an outsider to the Xianzhou.
The Nameless traveled the cosmos relying on their accumulated goodwill—nearly every faction gave them some face.
But when encountering a ruthless, unprincipled villain and local tyrant like "him," the Nameless had no recourse.
Ironically, the easiest to manipulate among the Quintet was their beloved mascot—Baiheng herself being the weakness that bound them all.
[After Baiheng's release, when you next contacted Jingliu, her responses turned icy and distant—clearly wishing to sever all ties.]
[You responded with a wicked smile, whispering into the phone: "Master, surely you wouldn't want Baiheng returning to the Shackling Prison~"]
[This phrase became Jingliu's recurring nightmare. Whenever the mood struck, you'd call. The slightest hesitation on her part would make you repeat the threat.]
[Within half an hour, a furious yet helpless Jingliu would appear before you—and you found her "wanting to kill you but not daring to try" expression utterly irresistible.]
[Your "teaching sessions" soon expanded beyond the office. The Shackling Prison, Starskiff Haven, Everwinter Hill... soon every famous location on the Xianzhou bore mysterious wet patches.]
[Discounting your twisted dynamic, you might have passed for an ordinary couple.]
[Today, on a whim, you brought Jingliu to Golden Alley—its traditional Xianzhou architecture made it popular for dates.]
[To outsiders, you and Jingliu appeared deeply in love. Your arm wrapped around her slender waist as she leaned limply against you, as if boneless.]
["Jingliu!?" A shocked voice rang out.]
[Through your touch, you felt Jingliu's entire body stiffen at the sound.]
[Both of you turned toward the voice simultaneously. Silver-white hair, furry fox ears, lively eyes... it could only be Baiheng.]
At this critical moment, the system suddenly displayed a notification:
[Special scenario triggered. Enter immersive mode?]
The engrossed Solon's eyes widened. Why would a chance encounter trigger a special scenario?
Remembering Baiheng and Jingliu's relationship, understanding dawned.
After a brief hesitation, Solon selected "Yes."
The world spun—and he plunged back into the simulation.
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