Their journey should’ve been filled with excitement and anticipation, given that they had just evaded a powerful woman and were so much closer to getting their sect established, but Bianca couldn’t drop the subject the whole day through, even as night descended upon them and they finally stopped to make camp.

  Song Ming tried her best, nuzzling up to Bianca and saying all kinds of things to raise her spirits, but Bianca could only muster up some weak replies.

  Eventually, she ended up lying in a tent, sleep ciming her quickly.

  However, it felt as though she simply moved from one situation to another, appearing in a darkness where she could only see a faint silhouette in front of her.

  “What… what now?” Bianca couldn’t muster enough energy to be properly outraged, so she just looked at the strange figure and let her shoulders drop.

  “You really ought to decide, you know.”

  “On what?”

  “You know exactly what I mean. After all, you’re the one that was thinking about it all – you’re the reason you’re speaking to yourself right now.”

  “Oh, not again…” she felt the headache she had experienced when first learning about pnar energy and all that returning with a vengeance, “I thought I accepted you!”

  “You accepted the relevant part of yourself for that moment, and still made sure to separate out the Demon Queen. When others bring it up to you, you continue to put it aside as something separate, foreign, evil. Aren’t you tired of acting in that way?”

  “… A bit.”

  “You know it all too well – in this world, the strong dominate. If you have enough strength to crush a mountain, then the weak will never dare to oppose you. If you want to escape your problems, all you’ve got to do is ensure that you’re too strong to touch – and that’s most easily done by being ruthless.”

  “What are you, really?” Bianca didn’t deny her words, instead trying to see past the darkness to recognise the silhouette in front of her, “Are you me, or the Demon Queen?”

  Suddenly, glowing crimson eyes were right in front of her, filling her vision, repcing that shadowy figure, “Didn’t you listen? Are you fleeing reality again? Accept the truth, already. You’re doing nothing but wasting time.”

  “I-”

  “Everything you’ve done, you’ve done of your own accord. Perhaps you were pushed by fear or moved by instinct, perhaps you didn’t think things through or failed to see something before it was too te – but it was all you!”

  The voice also got louder, more intense, more… demonic, for ck of a better word, and yet it was entirely her own, entirely natural. It was a bizarre contradiction, one that she couldn’t quite decipher, but one that she knew she also understood. Nevertheless, when she realised that fact, she had a slightly better grasp on the cause of that familiarity.

  “Just like when anything cultivation reted would go over my head, but I would also faintly recall bits and pieces on occasion…”

  “So you do understand,” the bzing eyes were gone, and the shadowy figure was back – more likely, the two were the same, and the figure just returned to where it was, “By leaving aside the side of yourself you call the Demon Queen, you limit yourself, and you endanger all that rely on you. How long will you do this to them? To yourself? Do you really wish for your psyche to split in two?”

  “… I need some time to think about it.”

  “How much is there to consider? You should see the truth already. Admit it, and save yourself.”

  “You don’t get to order me around!” Bianca found the strength to finally shut the shadow down, speaking up again before it had the chance to do the same, “I will think this through, figure out who I wish to be, and then that’s who I will be! Do you understand that?”

  “You’re me, for fuck’s sake… so do as you will. But you understand that each moment you dey, you’re merely wasting time.”

  “Shut it…” she turned around, as though refusing to listen, even as she knew otherwise.

  Whether that was her own thoughts or not, she knew that she was part of the reason that her group had gotten into trouble so often. She couldn’t control her own energy, she couldn’t restrain her aura, and when the time came to fight, she could only do so much with her limited mind. Thus, she knew for a fact that she needed to change.

  The question was… could she really accept that part of herself? Was it her own identity, or was it something that was forced upon her?

  Before she knew it, she dozed off even in her own dream, and then awoke back in reality. The sun had begun to rise, causing the morning sunlight to reach her eyes. It wasn’t pleasant, even with her cultivation-enhanced eyesight – or perhaps in part due to it – but it was still better than the darkness of her own mind.

  ‘I need to make up my mind… but at least I’ve got a certain direction now. I’m sorry, Huang Su, but… I’m not sure I’ll be able to keep my innocence…’ Bianca thought, then exhaled, ‘Pfft, innocence… as if I have such a thing at this point. Whether sexually or… otherwise, I’m way past that point.’

  As ridiculous as this was, she found a smile creeping onto her lips as she rose and looked around.

  She had barely paid attention to her surroundings for the entirety of yesterday, so finding herself at the shore, a few tents surrounding her, and trees quietly rustling above them, came as a little surprise. It was a scenic view, although she currently cked the ability to fully enjoy it. Although she had managed to dey the inevitable, she was still in the midst of a dilemma, one that didn’t allow her to truly rex and enjoy herself.

  ‘But she… I… am right. If I don’t finalize something in my mind, if I don’t settle on a path, I’ll just tear myself apart until I get split personalities or… worse.’

  She was well aware of her own problems now, though she hadn’t fully figured out the proper way to solve them. She needed to do something drastic, potentially, and thus she needed to do it right. Nobody would be able to advise her on this, not really.

  ‘Huang Su cares for me, I know that much, but… there’s no chance that I can truly stick by her words.’

  “Mistress? Your eyes are looking less… empty. Did you resolve the issue?” Song Ming had woken up at some point, sat up without bothering to cover her naked chest.

  Hope filled her expression, as she clearly believed that Bianca would somehow be able to resolve all of her problems through dreams… which, if she went by the only time they slept on Li Wusu’s ship, it wouldn’t be too far beyond the question. Of course, that was only due to a bit of luck on her part, so she didn’t dare imagine that she’d have a perfect dream realm to sort out her inner conflict a second time.

  “Well… I’m working on it, but it’s not completely solved just yet. It’ll take a bit more, but I’ll handle it, sweetie,” Bianca forced a smile, one that her pet didn’t buy.

  Song Ming pouted and huffed, but she let her shoulders drop and dropped the issue.

  “What are your pns for the city ahead, Mistress?”

  “I… don’t really have anything. We replenish supplies, then move along, until we eventually find the Reaper Sect. I don’t have many more ideas than that.”

  “Mistress, shouldn’t you seek out something to help with your current problem? Maybe a brothel where you could take your frustrations out on half a dozen sluts and teach them how good your cock is-”

  “Okay, sweetie, I appreciate those… ideas, but it’s probably best to just pass through that pce in a reasonable time frame. Besides, what do I need half a dozen women when I’ve got my wonderful pet?”

  That finally put a smile on Song Ming’s face, causing her to leap out from under the sheets and nuzzle up to Bianca’s shoulder, rubbing her cheek on it. She was an adorable little sweetie, and she only strengthened Bianca’s resolve to solve her issues and then lead her girlfriend, and the others that have and will gather around her, to safety and greatness.

  “Mistress, you are looking better,” the Sect Master had woken up at some point, and now stood in front of their open-front tent, a faint and relieved smile gracing her lips, “Ah, and good morning to the both of you.”

  “Morning… could you make sure that the others are up? I’d like to get into the town as soon as possible.”

  Huang Su nodded, “I’ll get to it, Mistress.”

  As she turned away, a strand of her energy reached out and connected with Bianca.

  ‘How are you feeling, Bianca? Was I able to aid you yesterday?’ the Sect Master asked her, and it was impossible to be entirely honest with her.

  ‘It… was helpful, but I’ll need to sort it out myself. Sorry for causing you trouble,’ she managed to respond, although she felt bad for lying to someone who seemed most genuine in her attempts to help her.

  ‘Do not worry about me, Bianca. If I am able to ensure your safety and wellbeing as a result of this journey, then every moment spent upon it will be worthwhile. Please do not hesitate to speak to me if you require anything.’

  She would hesitate plenty, especially as she noticed something… ever so slightly different in the Sect Master’s words and energy. It was nothing distinct, nothing that she could quite put a finger on, but she was somewhat wary of it. The only thing that should’ve caused any kind of change would’ve been her corruption, and if it was able to affect someone in the sixth realm, as she feared… that would be rather concerning.

  And slightly exciting. Having someone like that at her fingertips, corrupted into thinking only of her… it was hot.

  ‘And wrong!’

  But very hot.

  ‘Shut up, me! Or… fuck, forget it, my head is just full of noise tely,’ Bianca nearly let out a sigh, but kept it in and turned back to her pet, “Sweetie, shall we get up? No point in lounging around doing nothing.”

  “Alright, Mistress,” Song Ming reluctantly stopped nuzzling up to her, rising alongside her while zily grabbing her clothing from the ground.

  She put in the bare minimum amount of effort to cover up her nipples and nether region, and Bianca didn’t try at all, her whole body effectively exposed with only the translucent Weave covering her skin. It wasn’t that she didn’t care to, or cked the energy for it, but she was rather curious to see how the others would be reacting to her.

  Her own mental issues aside, the corruption she inflicted on others was a bit of an uncertain quantity. Song Ming already looked to be attracted to her prior to that corruption getting involved, so she couldn’t be used as reference for everyone else. Thus, she wanted to see whether Huang Su, Yu Juan, Han Rushu and Jia Bo Xun would start to view her in a… more sexual light.

  ‘They’re already into me, all aside from my so-called disciple, so this won’t be the most conclusive test, but… it’s something,’ Bianca thought as the others were roused from their slumber by Huang Su.

  The intention was to conclude whether her corruption was truly nefarious, or just… slightly.

  If it merely increased the extent of people’s existing feelings and interests, then it was far less bad than if she could outright manifest desires in people.

  The first to emerge and see her near-naked was the kitsune, who didn’t look too surprised.

  “Showing off, are we? Where’s the best part?” Xue Yaling asked, gncing down.

  “The best… fuck off, I’m not summoning a dick just for you,” Bianca sighed, “Most people here have seen me naked anyway, it hardly matters what I do or do not show.”

  “And you’re more lively today. Dreams sure do wonders for your psyche,” the kitsune ignored her and added.

  “… If only it was always that simple…” she looked away, finding Yu Juan rising as well, rubbing her forehead while her eyes bzed beneath her blindfold, “Have you been dreaming of that ndscape again?”

  She wore only her underwear at this moment,

  “Mm… Actually, I was able to sleep quite well today… the more we travel, and the more your energy affects me, Mistress, the better my mental domain becomes, although I can’t quite recall what I see in there…” Yu Juan replied, tilting her head a little, “I know it feels good, though. No pain, no torment, nothing…”

  ‘Come to think of it, in this case, my corruption is strictly beneficial… It’s saving a poor woman from slow, certain death…’ Bianca thought, her attention freezing on Yu Juan’s blindfold for a moment before she stepped up to her and asked, “Would you mind if I had a look at your eyes again? I’m curious to see what my energy has accomplished.”

  “Mistress… it might still be risky, but if you wish, I’ll lower the blindfold for a moment. Let’s step aside so that nobody else is forced into that domain,” the Dancer gestured to her side, turning away from the rest of the tents and the people emerging from them as Bianca came up to her, “Ready, Mistress?”

  “Mhm, don’t worry about me. I can handle whatever I see,” she nodded, looking firmly at Yu Juan’s blindfold.

  After a moment, the Dancer finally raised her hand and pulled the blindfold down, revealing her eyes. The instant that the bze within her eye sockets entered Bianca’s vision, the world around her disappeared, repced with the mental domain.

  It was different than the st time she visited. The ndscape surrounding Yu Juan’s mental body had been corrupted with Bianca’s colours, her violet energy repcing the desote sands, but that wasn’t what drew Bianca’s attention the most. Instead, it was that naked, once feeble body lying in the midst of all.

  On the upside, this mental image of her looked significantly healthier and more alive than before, although she was still a way from her appearance in the real world. Her soft blue eyes were looking up at Bianca, shining far more brightly than before, but that was where the normalcy stopped.

  In the moment that Bianca appeared in that realm, she seemed to inhabit some concentration of her energy that was already there, and that energy appeared to be naked… and with her cock out. Said cock currently y on Yu Juan’s head, her balls pressed up against the Dancer’s nose, only barely allowing her eyes to be seen beneath it all.

  ‘Uh… what the fuck?’ she couldn’t quite process this situation right away, and so ended up just watching as she felt her heavy balls being sucked on and slobbered over, as Yu Juan’s mental figure gave them quite the polishing.

  Although it was purely the mental domain, Bianca still seemed to smell the intense musk of her cock, and Yu Juan’s mental form clearly senses it too. As she was sucking on the full, sweaty orbs before her, the Dancer also sniffed and inhaled through her nose intensely, as though trying to flood her lungs with Bianca’s scent.

  It was hot, but also rather concerning, as this was the Dancer’s mind. If she was getting this kind of treatment there… does this effectively count as mindfucking?

  ‘No, bad Bianca, sto~p…’ she shook her head, “Can you hear me, Yu Juan?”

  The figure didn’t respond in any way other than moving to focus on one of Bianca’s sweltering balls, the pleasure causing her cock to jump a little and spurt out a strand of precum.

  “If not, then-”

  Suddenly, the vision faded, and she found herself back in reality, Yu Juan’s blindfold back over her eyes. She shut her mouth right away, to make sure she didn’t blurt out what she was thinking. Seeing as Yu Juan didn’t appear to fully recognise the happenings inside of her mental domain, it was probably best not to mention that she would’ve been all too happy to facefuck her mind into oblivion.

  “How was it, Mistress?” the Dancer asked calmly, “I hope my situation hasn’t worsened at all.”

  “No, no, it… there seems to be a decent chunk of your mental domain that’s repelled the encroaching tide of Terror. You’re all good,” she replied, ‘… I want to fuck her mind so bad…’