Succeed, or Fall into Depravity as a Witch!

Cultivation was a long, dull process.

One must constantly maintain their focus inward, routinely circulating spent qi out and drawing fresh qi in from the surroundings. It was like brushing up on a huge pile of college entrance exam math questions, in a sweaty classroom, during the mid-summer heat. Not too difficult, but certainly mentally draining.

And it’s not only that for Jiangming, who had once again become a woman to practice the [Incomplete Yin Psalm] method. She also had to constantly struggle with that increasing itch and intolerable fervour in her lower abdomen, and the progressively more explicit images occupying her mind.

At first, Jiangming just sighed: I really envied those senior brothers and sisters, they could turn this tediously boring cultivation into a happy, erotic experience.

Gradually, she began losing her battle against her fantasies: imagining wild, mind-breaking sex with that senior sister who blew her a kiss that day.

But those fantastical images slowly changed on their own. Before she knew it, the man grunting and sweating on the bed became Song Tianxing, and the girl pinching the sheets, gasping and crying, became her.

She begged for mercy with her sweet voice, but senior brother Song unchivalrously had no mercy to spare. He tortured her like his questions pierced her, his words making her ashamed of herself.

“A girl like you? Dare to take my woman? Hmm?”

“A little bitch wants to slight me? Someone like you want a showdown to see who’s the man?”

“Dream on!”

“Let me tell you this. Even if you pass the sect exams, even if you become a Saint, or even Sect Master! For the rest of your life, you’re still nothing more than my love slave, kneeling and begging willingly to serve as my dual cultivation human cauldron!”

“If I tell you to stick out your ass, you will do just that……”

She struggled and wailed until a “Slap” silenced her, the stinging pain on her buttocks reminding her of her status. Her body trembled and lost all strength, as if exhausted.

The climaxes in the dream were especially intense. That depraved pleasure of being emptied out and losing everything she had, of being drained into nothing more than a weak slave girl totally depending on her master, felt too real to be an illusion.

Waking back to reality, Jiangming discovered to her shame: She had long ceased to be cross-legged in the meditative lotus position, instead clamping the bedding, gently rubbing her legs together, her jade fingers slowly playing the zither within the depths of her robe.

“Kuh……♡︎”

After another good ‘venting’ session, Jiangming’s mind finally recovered a bit of reason. She spread out the wet bedding, haphazardly attempting to dry it out. Then she propped up that tired, lazing yet content body of hers, and got out of bed to rehydrate.

“While I am progressing quickly with this [Incomplete Yin Psalm], this side effect is such a pain. Even after venting just now, I still feel so empty inside.”

Drinking water straight from the pot, Jiangming reached out her other hand to wipe the depths of her robe. Feeling that drenched mess after the great flood, her face flushed slightly.

Playing the zither……felt so great……

Wonder how it would feel to have a man put his……

Pffffttt!!! Wait??? Oh shit?!! What am I thinking???

Now Jiangming’s face had gone completely red, and she dropped the pot she was holding in a frenzy. Oh mother, I’ve almost been dragged into the ditch by this little bitch of a cultivation method!

I, Jiangming, am noble and majestic, straight and upright, and I’ll always be a manly man!

“Brother Jiang! Brother Jiang!”

Qin Wuyi shouted from outside the door, and was about to let himself in.

Jiangming was quick on her feet and blocked the door from opening. “Hey, Sev. Wh-What’s up?” She lowered the pitch of her voice as much as possible.

……Since Qin Wuyi sounded like ‘Seven Five One’ in Chinese, Jiangming’s way of calling her housemate unconsciously morphed to ‘Brother Seven’, or ‘Sev’ for short.

“There’s a problem with the device.” Qin Wuyi said gravely.

“What?!” Jiangming’s almond eyes widened as she exclaimed, completely forgetting to disguise her delicate voice, and was so nervous that she almost stormed out from her room right there.

Right now, since it was uncertain whether her cultivating would prove fruitful, and there was an unknown risk of failing the sect exam regardless of her preparations, the teleportation device backup plan was a major supporting pillar for her mentally.

Fortunately, Jiangming caught herself in time, hurriedly lowering her voice again to cover up her mistake, “Give me a moment, I’m putting my clothes on. We’ll talk further outside.”

“Hurry.”

“Okay.”

Outside the door, Qin Wuyi rubbed his temple. He wasn’t deaf, and he’s not like Li Daoming with his one-track mind, completely focused on escaping. He definitely heard that voice just now.

Not only that. In fact, he had long discovered that the gender of this ‘Brother Jiang’ seemed to be up in the air. One moment he’s like a woman, and the next he’s not.

How curious.

I don’t know which appearance was truly ‘him’.

Soon, Jiangming returned to his male form. He picked up his ‘weapon’, the suona, and hurried out.

As he passed the mirror, he froze as he met the gaze of his reflection, examining its face in detail.

“Am I just seeing things?” Jiangming muttered to himself.

He’s always felt that he was being subtly changed. To be precise —— even his male form was showing more signs of ‘femininity’, becoming more similar to his Turn Yin transformation……

“I already originally looked somewhat like a girl, please stop forcing me down that road. I want to be like Hak Foo from Jackie Chan Adventures, not Astolfo from FGO doujins!” He grumbled quietly.

Qin Wuyi had been waiting by the door for a long time already, and as he saw Jiangming coming out and ready to go, he came closer to whisper Jiangming’s ear:

“The device is missing two critical wood-attribute materials. They’re rare, and we’ll need to leave the sect to gather them directly from Flower Goddess Valley. Do you have any ideas?”

According to the rules, disciples who have yet to participate in the sect examination were forbidden from leaving sect grounds.

However, nothing was absolute. With an ‘old hand’ leading the way, Law Enforcement Elders guarding the entrance to the Valley were often willing to turn a blind eye.

Qin Wuyi was hinting that Jiangming could convince that tiger Song Tianxing to gain access, however, Jiangming’s first thought was Su Xiangzi.

“Leave it to me!” He winked, smiling sweetly.

Midday.

Moluo City.

“Anyways, I want to make a custom artefact suona, but I’m still missing two materials. Please help me out, senior sister! Ahem, with this custom-made suona, the chance of me successfully passing the sect exam would rise significantly.”

In Su Xiangzi’s mansion that was built at great expense, Jiangming offered the hot tea in his hands and sincerely pleaded.

“Making a custom artefact, huh……Indeed, all the other materials are easy to acquire, but you must go to Flower Goddess Valley to get those Biluo Vines and Qianxin Leaves.” Su Xiangzi responded absent-mindedly, her hands busy copying scriptures.

“If senior sister is busy, please help be my guarantor with Elder Yuanling. I’ll just go pick them myself.” Jiangming chose an alternate option, sensing Su Xiangzi’s disinterest.

Though, he really didn’t want to visit the Valley.

“Just you?”

Su Xiangzi gave Jiangming a side-eye, seemingly dismissive of that idea. She sneered:

“Even though Flower Goddess Valley is controlled by our sacred sect’s cultivators, that's still the ‘Lust Demon Abyss’, one of the seven biohazardous forbidden areas. If you lose focus at any point, there’s no need to think about taking any sect exams, just be prepared to give birth to little lust-beasts for the rest of your life.”

“Eh……” Jiangming broke out in cold sweat.

“Lust-beasts are not particularly powerful, but the more ancient ones had been immersed in lust demon power for a long time. They’ve mastered the special rules of their natural habitat, and have become dangerously cunning. Even a Soul Formation Ancestor wouldn’t dare to think there’s nothing to worry about while inside.”

The young lady lazily spoke as her ink brush moved like a dragon. This time, she looked more like a dignified and elegant nobleman’s daughter, instead of a half-crazed, half-insane madwoman.

“The sect always had a rule for visits to the Valley, never go alone. Going by yourself? In case you go missing, who would know what exactly took you away to be their seedbed?”

“Senior sister, you mean……”

Su Xiangzi stood up, closing the book of scriptures she had been copying, and took out an extremely heavy guqin¹https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guqin made of iron. She said eagerly: “Idiot, of course I’ll go with you. By the way, we’ll use the lust-beasts to test the progress of your cultivation thus far. Trying to pass the sect exam without some real combat experience? Never going to happen.”

“Great!” Jiangming was delighted. With senior sister protecting him, there’s nothing to be afraid of anymore at the Flower Goddess Valley!

It’s not possible……for both of them to be caught at the same time, right……?

His senior sister was only a half-step from becoming a Nascent Soul, after all……