Lying against the glass, Jingliu didn't know if it was from nervousness or being overly startled, but her legs went weak, and she slowly slid down, sitting on the ground.
After a good while, Seth's office door opened again.
Jingliu, with her face flushed red, ran out from inside. Her hair and clothes were slightly disheveled, and she quickly tidied herself while hurrying away.
Seth stood at the office door, looking satisfied as he waved at Jingliu.
"Master, your disciple is always awaiting your honorable presence. You're welcome to come often~"
On the surface, it truly looked like a scene of respecting one's teacher.
Hearing the implication in Seth's words, Jingliu stumbled in her steps, turned her head, and glared at him resentfully before fleeing without looking back.
Exiting the immersion mode, Seth let out a long breath.
The process of training Jingliu in the simulated world had gradually become addictive for him.
Along with it, he began to enjoy the freedom of doing evil in the simulation.
Fortunately, he was cautious and rational by nature, not confusing simulation with reality.
The simulation continued.
[After that time, it was as if you had opened the door to a new world. You began frequently inviting Jingliu to your office.]
[Not long after, rumors started circulating in the Shackling Prison: Strange sounds always came from your office.]
[Jingliu had a thin face; she avoided others' gazes whether entering or leaving. As for you, you had a guilty conscience, so you didn't explain. Thus, the rumors gradually turned into: The warden often hides in his office, taking pleasure in torturing prisoners.]
[When you learned of this, you couldn't help but laugh and cry. Stroking Jingliu's beautiful 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 as if saying:
Aren't you a per*vert? Don't you have any self-awareness?
Then she lowered her head and sucking you diligently.]
[Your office was like a demon's den to Jingliu; she would rather be surrounded by endless hordes of Abundance abominations than step foot in your office.]
[However, she couldn't refuse your 'invitations' because her weak spot was in your grasp.]
[Over the next few months, you frequently called Jingliu to your office for various trainings.]
[Windowsill, desk top and bottom, behind the door... The entire office was marked with traces of your battles.]
[After months of training, you now knew her body better than Jingliu herself. Now, with just a flick of your finger, you could make her face flush red and her legs go weak.]
[You realized that under your careful training, Jingliu's body and mind had been deeply imprinted with your 'mark,' so profound that she probably couldn't escape it for the rest of her life.]
[Unfortunately, this Sword Master of the Luofu's inner resolve was too tough. No matter what 'cruel and intense' methods you used, her body succumbed to desire, but her spirit never yielded.]
[Jingliu's unyielding spirit meant she always posed extreme danger; if she seized an opportunity, a moment of carelessness could cost you your head.]
[But this deadly threat created a unique thrill in your heart, and you enjoyed and became deeply fascinated by it...]
[Several months later, Jingliu kept urging you to release Baiheng. After some thought, you finally released Baiheng.]
[The reason you agreed so easily was, first, because you had basically completed your training plan.]
[Now, you knew her body better than Jingliu herself. You were familiar with every inch of her skin, every 'weak point.' With just a flick of your finger, you could make her collapse to the ground, unleashing water-based magic.]
[Jingliu had completely taken your shape...]
[Second, each of the 'High-Cloud Quintet' had deep backgrounds, making them troublesome to provoke—except for Baiheng.]
Seth stroked his chin; this made sense.
Among the 'High-Cloud Quintet,' Jingliu was the Sword Master of the Luofu, Dan Feng was the Vidyadhara Dragon Lord, Yingxing was the Furnace Master's apprentice, Jing Yuan was favored by General Teng Xiao, and only Baiheng, the Foxian traveler , was half an outsider to the Xianzhou.
Travelers roamed the cosmos, relying on the good reputation accumulated by countless travelers; almost every faction in the cosmos gave them some face.
But when facing a ruthless, unscrupulous thug and local snake like 'him,' travelers had no recourse.
Among the 'High-Cloud Quintet,' Baiheng was ironically the easiest to manipulate.
As the group's pet, Baiheng was also everyone's weak spot.
[After releasing Baiheng, when you contacted Jingliu again, her attitude was extremely cold and distant, clearly not wanting any further contact with you.]
[You smiled wickedly and softly said to Jingliu on the other end of the phone: "Master, you wouldn't want Baiheng to be thrown back into the The Shackling Prison, would you~"]
[This sentence became Jingliu's nightmare for a long time afterward. Whenever you felt like it, you'd call Jingliu, and if she showed even a hint of hesitation, you'd immediately repeat that phrase to her.]
[Within half an hour, Jingliu would appear before you, her face full of ashamed anger, and you were addicted to her expression of 'wanting to kill you but not daring to act.']
[Your teaching venues were no longer limited to the cramped office; The Shackling Prison, Starskiff Haven, Ever-Hunt Plains... As long as it was a famous spot on the Xianzhou Luofu, it left behind white stains.]
[If you ignored the twisted nature of your relationship, it was no different from ordinary lovers.]
[Today, on a whim, you brought Jingliu to the Aurum Alley, filled with ancient Xianzhou traditional style. It wasn't a bad place for couples on a date.]
[At least to outsiders, you and Jingliu looked like a couple in passionate love. At this moment, your hand was wrapped around Jingliu's slender waist, and Jingliu seemed boneless, softly leaning against you.]
["Jingliu!?" A voice full of surprise rang out.]
[Through your palm, you could clearly feel Jingliu's body tremble violently the moment she heard that voice.]
[You and Jingliu turned toward the voice almost simultaneously. Silver-white long hair, fluffy ears, lively eyes... Who else but Baiheng?]
At this critical moment, the system suddenly popped up a prompt.
[Special plot triggered. Enter immersion mode?]
Seth, who had been engrossed in watching the simulation, widened his eyes. It was just a chance encounter—why trigger a special plot?
Thinking of Baiheng and Jingliu's relationship, Seth instantly understood.
After a moment of hesitation, Seth chose 'Yes.'
A whirl of dizziness, and Seth entered the simulated world again.