The next morning.
Inside Phantom Fox Cave, the damp stone walls glimmered faintly in the morning light.
Nine jade-like bodies knelt in a row, prostrating themselves on the ground and bowing their heads before the writhing mass of black liquid.
"Thank you, my king, for your gracious gift—"
Nine bewitching voices rang out at once, overlapping like nine feathers teasing the heartstrings, setting one's blood racing and desire ablaze.
What was more, the nine figures had identical faces, identical figures, and identical auras.
Nine identical fox spirits.
Any man who saw this sight would probably have a nosebleed on the spot.
The Sixth Soul Ring skill Yan Lingji had obtained yesterday had come from that Blazing Phantom Fox—
By consuming half her Soul Power, she could create a clone.
Last night, she had first split into two clones. The three fox spirits had teased Jiang Ce together, only to be thoroughly ravished.
But after she recovered some of her Soul Power, she began splitting again.
One became two, two became four...
In the end,
she had forced herself to create eight clones. Including her original body, there were nine Yan Lingjis in all.
The nine admirable fox spirits had been ravished by Jiang Ce all night.
Now, looking at the nine identical Yan Lingjis before him, Jiang Ce was extremely satisfied.
This clone skill had let him have the time of his life.
He had naturally copied the skill too, but he wasn't going to use it himself.
He didn't want to create conscious clones who would compete with him for women.
Still... he could let other women use the skill.
It was absolutely exhilarating.
As the nine fox spirits fawned on him, Jiang Ce extended several black tendrils and gently patted their fluffy fox heads.
"Good girls."
All nine Yan Lingjis raised their heads at the same time.
Eighteen peach-blossom eyes shimmered with moisture, their lips curving into identical, seductive smiles as their tongues lightly licked the cream from their lips.
Their looks, their eyes—they could steal a person's soul outright.
"All right, get up and fix yourselves."
"Yes, my king."
Only then did the nine Yan Lingjis rise gracefully.
Then,
Yan Lingji took a large wooden tub filled with clean water from her Soul Tool.
The nine Yan Lingjis washed themselves in the tub.
Water splashed as their snowy skin gleamed in the morning light, the sight unbearably alluring.
Ever since Yan Lingji had acquired the Nine-Tailed Sky Fox bloodline—and with Jiang Ce constantly drawing out her potential—her figure had already become full and mature, her curves captivating.
And now, nine peerless enchantresses like her stood before Jiang Ce.
"My king, tell us—which one of the nine do you like best?"
One Yan Lingji splashed water over her collarbone, letting it trickle down between her breasts.
"My king really wore me out yesterday. I don't even have the strength to swish my tails~"
Yan Lingji leaned against the tub, her nine fox tails swaying gently in the water. The faint blue foxfire at their tips did not go out.
"Tired legs? I actually fainted outright."
Another Yan Lingji floated on her back in the water.
"My king's tendrils were simply irresistible~ They never stopped all night..."
"Oh, you little vixen, aren't you ashamed to say such things?"
"Ashamed? We're all my king's fox spirits. What's there to be ashamed of?"
The nine fox spirits laughed and played in the water, trading one outrageous remark after another. It was enough to set anyone's blood boiling.
Jiang Ce lounged calmly against the cave wall, idly twirling a Stone Bead in one of his tendrils.
Yesterday, at the very moment Yan Lingji broke through to level sixty-five and officially became a Soul Emperor, the Stone Bead had suddenly grown hot.
At first, he'd wanted to examine it.
But that little vixen had immediately split into two versions of herself and tried to seduce him—how could he possibly stand for that?
Naturally, he had to teach them a proper lesson.
One lesson had lasted the entire night.
Now, as Jiang Ce examined the Stone Bead closely, he discovered that it had changed noticeably.
A faint reddish-gold glow flowed across its surface, and something seemed to stir within it.
He didn't hesitate any longer and sent his spiritual power straight inside.
Boom—
A vast force of space and time surged out from within the Stone Bead like floodwaters bursting through a dam.
Then, the light blazed!
Reddish-gold radiance burst from the Stone Bead, illuminating the entire cave as bright as day.
The nine fox spirits washing themselves stopped at once and turned to look.
"My king?"
"What's happening?"
"That bead..."
Before they could finish,
the light gathered in the open space at the center of the cave, forming a swirling vortex.
Then—a graceful figure was "spat out" from the vortex.
The person stumbled, then steadied herself.
Her silver-white hair was tied in a high ponytail, with a few loose strands falling over her shoulders and setting off her snow-white skin.
She wore a simple, elegant Taoist robe and skirt that hugged her shapely figure.
Though the robe was loose, it couldn't hide her stunning curves.
A sash cinched her slender waist, and the fabric over her chest was stretched taut—
there was clearly quite a lot beneath it.
She held a long sword in her hand. Its scabbard was plain and ancient, while a strand of pure-white horsetail tassel dangled from its hilt, fluttering in the breeze and adding an air of immortality.
Her features were cold and breathtaking, with an aloofness that kept others at a distance.
Her eyes were like icy water in a deep pool, as if nothing in the world deserved a second glance.
Xiaomeng.
The youngest sect leader in the history of the Taoist Heavenly Sect.
At eight, she had defeated six elders of the Heavenly Sect. After ten years of seclusion, she emerged at eighteen and fought Xiaoyaozi, the leader of the Taoist Human Sect, to a draw. Master Chu Nan had hailed her as "the greatest of the Heavenly Sect."
At that moment, the prodigy who had just taken charge of the Taoist Heavenly Sect and wielded the famous sword Qiuli had only just recovered from the dizziness of spatial teleportation.
She swiftly scanned her surroundings—
The dark cave.
The damp stone walls.
In a large wooden tub, nine naked women with fox ears and tails, all identical and alluring, were leaning over the edge and staring at her.
And beside the stone wall sat that mass of... writhing, liquid-like stuff.
"..."
Xiaomeng's pupils contracted slightly.
Faced with such a bizarre scene, her first reaction was not fear.
"Demon."
The cold word fell from her lips.
Her sword, Qiuli, rang as it left its scabbard, its tip pointed straight at the nine fox spirits in the tub.
"What manner of demon are you, daring to cause trouble here? Why have you abducted me? What do you want?"
The nine Yan Lingjis all froze for a moment, blinking as their fox ears twitched.
Then—they giggled.
Their laughter rang like silver bells, crisp and sweet, yet tinged with a fox spirit's peculiar allure and teasing mischief.
"Oh my~ Our king's brought someone else here!"
One Yan Lingji stood up in the water. Droplets rolled from her collarbone and slid between her breasts, the sight unbearably alluring.
"And a cool little beauty, too~"
Several other Yan Lingjis leaned on the edge of the tub with their chins in their hands, fox tails swaying in the water as they eyed Xiaomeng like prey.
"That robe... that bearing... she doesn't seem to be from this world."
"Of course not. Someone like her must be from our world~"
Another Yan Lingji swung one leg over the edge of the tub.
Her long, pale leg gleamed in the morning light. Her wet hair clung to her body, her skin as white as snow.
She slowly approached Xiaomeng, her nine fox tails swaying behind her, their faint blue flames especially striking in the dim cave.
"Dear sister, where are you from?"
Xiaomeng's gaze turned colder.
"Demon, stand back!"
Qiuli flashed as she swung it, sending a fierce sword aura slashing toward Yan Lingji as she approached.
However—
The sword aura only cut through an afterimage.
Yan Lingji had already vanished from where she stood.
"Oh my, how fierce~"
The voice came from behind Xiaomeng.
A pair of slender arms wrapped around her waist from behind.
At the same time, fox tails reached out from every direction,
gently winding around Xiaomeng's wrists and ankles, pinning her in place.
"Demon! Let go!"
Xiaomeng snorted coldly, her inner energy surging as she prepared to unleash the Taoist Heavenly Sect's signature art, "Colorless World."
But—
The instant her inner energy began to circulate, another Yan Lingji's eyes abruptly lit up before her.
Innate Divine Ability: Heavenly Illusion.
A tremendous surge of spiritual power slammed into Xiaomeng's sea of consciousness like an invisible hammer.
Xiaomeng had reached the Grandmaster realm, equivalent to the Soul Emperor rank in this world.
But now, she was facing Yan Lingji, who had awakened the Nine-Tailed Sky Fox bloodline.
In an instant,
Yan Lingji's spiritual power wove an invisible web within Xiaomeng's sea of consciousness,
enveloping her awareness layer by layer and dragging it into a warm haze.
Xiaomeng's eyes went blank.
Qiuli clattered to the ground from her hand.
All strength left her body, and she sagged against Yan Lingji behind her.
Yan Lingji held Xiaomeng close, her pretty face pressed against her ear, her red lips parting as warm breath brushed her skin.
She turned to look at the mass of black liquid beside the stone wall and flashed a sly smile.
"My king—I've caught a pretty little beauty for you."
"Not bad, not bad."
Jiang Ce's satisfied voice came from within the black liquid.
"Your second-tail innate divine ability is getting more and more polished."
He extended several black tendrils and slowly touched Xiaomeng's body.
Then,
the tendrils transformed into Venom and spread like a living thing, completely covering Xiaomeng from head to toe.
Her Taoist robe rapidly dissolved under the Venom's corrosive touch, disappearing.
The wide robe crumbled into fluttering scraps, revealing her jade-white skin and breathtaking curves.
The leader of the Taoist Heavenly Sect, who usually hid her figure beneath a loose robe, now stood exposed, with nothing left to conceal her.
The Venom continued to spread.
The black liquid gathered over Xiaomeng's body, forming a tight black bodysuit—
its transparency set as low as possible, making the jade-white skin beneath the black fabric clearly visible.
It traced every curve of her body to perfection.
Her long legs, rounded hips, slender waist, and full breasts...
Wrapped in black fabric, she looked even more alluring than if she were naked.
The nine Yan Lingjis watched with interest.
"Tsk, tsk, that Taoist nun has a great figure~"
"Not bad at all compared with mine before, either."
"It's just that you look too cold. You need to let His Majesty warm you up a little more, just like me~"
After the black bodysuit, Venom's substance gathered over it and formed a black dress.
The hem barely covered the tops of her thighs.
The neckline plunged low in a deep V, revealing a wide expanse of snow-white skin wrapped in black silk.
From a cool, otherworldly Daoist Prodigy to a bewitching, alluring dark temptress--
It had taken only a few breaths.
"All right. Break the enchantment."
Yan Lingji withdrew her mental power.
Xiaomeng's gaze instantly cleared.
She immediately sensed that something was wrong with her body.
She looked down--
A black dress.
A black bodysuit.
A completely unfamiliar, shameless outfit.
"Demons--what have you done to me?!"
Her pupils contracted sharply.
Then she tried to break free, only to find that she couldn't move at all.
Just then--her hand lifted of its own accord.
She wasn't controlling it.
That hand pinched her own cheek.
Then it toyed with her lips, making her pearly teeth show.
"You--!"
Xiaomeng's voice brimmed with cold fury.
"What have you demons done to me?!"
Jiang Ce didn't answer.
Her other hand lifted too, settling over the soft mound of her chest and kneading it.
The world is so cold and bleak; only the human heart is warmest.
Xiaomeng's breathing suddenly quickened.
Even the Daoist Heavenly Sect's leader, with her serene state of mind and lack of attachment to distinctions, now felt utterly ashamed.
A blush spread from the base of her neck all the way to the tips of her ears.
"You--how dare you!"
"What exactly have you done to me?!"
The nine Yan Lingjis laughed even harder.
"Oh my~ My king, this Daoist nun has quite a temper~"
"Exactly! She's even more fiery than I was back then~"
"But that's good--the fiercer she is, the more fun she'll be to tame~"
"Right, right~ It's so much fun whipping a horse on the rump~"
"Heehee, yesterday you were shrieking when you got whipped~"
The nine Yan Lingjis chattered away, making a racket.
Xiaomeng grew even angrier.
"What a fine body~"
Jiang Ce's voice rang in her mind.
The black garments on her body instantly turned into Venom, slowly writhing over her skin. The sensation made Xiaomeng tense all over.
"Damn it... What is this thing?!"
"You can call me Jiang Ce, or you can call me Venom." Jiang Ce spoke unhurriedly. "From now on, you're my second mount. In return, I'll grant you power."
"Damn you! Demon! Don't try to corrupt me!"
"Hmph... Corrupt you?"
Jiang Ce gave a cold laugh.
Then,
Through their symbiotic link, he ruthlessly poured a mass of information into Xiaomeng's mind, filling it to the brim like cream puff pastry.
Venom symbiote.
Douluo Continent.
Soul Masters, Soul Rings, Soul Skills.
Soul Beasts, Titled Douluo.
Ascend to godhood at level one hundred, and live forever.
Xiaomeng's eyes grew wider and wider.
Had she... come to another world?
How could that be?!
At level one hundred, one could ascend to godhood and gain endless life...
Xiaomeng fell silent.
After a long while,
She absorbed all the information Jiang Ce had sent her and understood his purpose.
"So?"
She spoke coldly.
"What exactly do you want from me, after bringing me here? Was it only to show me the power of this world? A more prosperous Great Dao?"
"Godhood?"
"Or--to bring them with you as you ascend?"
She glanced at the nine identical fox spirits.
"These fox spirits are all your pawns, aren't they?"
"No. They aren't pawns... They're your treasured captives."
Her tone was mocking.
"Ke ke ke--"
Jiang Ce laughed wickedly.
"It's always easy talking to someone clever."
"I'll help you ascend to godhood, and grant you a higher Dao and greater power. In exchange, you become my mount."
Xiaomeng fell silent for a while.
The cave was so quiet they could hear water dripping.
The nine Yan Lingjis stopped their teasing, too, and stared at Xiaomeng in unison.
"I will not submit to you."
Her voice was cool and resolute.
"But for now, your goal and mine are the same."
"You want to become a god and bring them with you."
"I want to see--what a god truly is."
"So, until you achieve your goal--"
She paused.
"You may borrow this body."
"But you must remember--"
"I am not submitting to you."
"I am allowing you to walk beside me."
The nine Yan Lingjis blinked in unison.
Then--
"Oh my, what a tsundere thing to say~"
"She's even more stubborn than I was~"
Jiang Ce laughed as well.
"Ke ke ke... Interesting."
"Deal."
The next moment--
He switched on vibration mode and released control.
Xiaomeng staggered, nearly falling.
Her face darkened as she reached for her lower abdomen, trying to peel away the layer of black liquid.
"Damn you--what are you doing?!"
"If you want to become a god, you'll have to train hard," Jiang Ce cackled. "You wouldn't be satisfied with becoming the weakest god, would you?"
"Ke ke ke--"
The intensity went up.
Xiaomeng's body shuddered violently.
"Stop... stop..."
Her cool voice immediately turned into a different pitch.
The nine Yan Lingjis exchanged glances and simultaneously flashed foxlike, mischievous smiles.
"His Majesty's going to start taming his horse again~"
"That Daoist nun... probably won't get any sleep tonight."
"Hee hee hee--"
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