Chapter 83: Lidith
Ji Ma raised her hand and reached for the black smoke, hesitating before diving into Lidith’s dream. The thought of Lidith not only desiring to taste the strength of men but also having inappropriate desires for beasts made her hesitate.
She instinctively pulled her hand back, worried that she might encounter something unsightly in Lidith’s dream that could harm her mental health; after all, she was just a little over one year old, a succubus.
“Never mind, I have a broad mind. I’ll give her a chance; I won’t exert my influence in her dream,” Ji Ma waved her hand and directly invited the black smoke belonging to Lidith.
Then she thought of something, snapped her fingers, and a suitable outfit flew over. In a matter of moments, she put on tight pants, long boots, and undergarments. After dressing, she called for Lianxi Cat and held the slightly overweight orange cat in her arms.
Three minutes… ten minutes… fifteen minutes later.
Lidith’s black smoke continued to swirl, but she herself did not respond to the invitation.
Ji Ma frowned and stood up. Before she could throw the cat, Lianxi Cat jumped down from her arms and landed on all fours.
Wings extended from Ji Ma’s back as she took a few steps back and leapt into the air. With a flap of her wings, she gracefully flew into the sky and soon passed through a false blue sky, arriving at a black and white dreamscape, swiftly heading for the black smoke.
Lidith’s grayish-white dream appeared before her. Ji Ma prepared herself, took a deep breath, and plunged in, akin to entering a foul-smelling old toilet. Upon opening her eyes, all she could see was gray and white.
Lidith was not dreaming.
Ji Ma breathed a sigh of relief, a cruel look appearing on her face; she wanted to teach this scoundrel a lesson.
She raised her hand but did not immediately activate her ability to “distort dreams.” Instead, she pondered what nightmarish scenario would truly qualify as a nightmare for this elf from the “female-centric world.”
Being overwhelmed by a group of goblins?
Perhaps it would be Lidith being chased by a group of goblins intent on misconduct.
Just imagine her as a man, Ji Ma thought. What would be the most fatal thing for men? It would be a lack of capability, especially with their manhood.
Ji Ma immediately thought of a scenario involving a cuckolded husband.
What kind of scenario could damage a man’s confidence more than that?
Immediately, several scenarios began to take shape in her mind: a knight whose limbs were severed, watching helplessly as his holy wife was ravished by a monster, leading to an immediate divorce.
She only needed to switch the genders.
Ji Ma waved her hand, immediately distorting Lidith’s dream…
Lidith dreamt of a red warhorse and the peach blossoms of her hometown. She had long ears, pale skin, red eyes, deep facial features, a big frame, and was clad in heavy armor, with a prominent chest piece that added to her heroic demeanor.
Of course, there was also her childhood sweetheart and fiancé stationed at the door— a slender, handsome blond boy.
The childhood sweetheart grasped Lidith’s hand and asked, “My dear, where are you going?”
“To fight the Shadow,” Lidith said softly.
“The Shadow?” he asked in fright.
Suddenly, another male voice interjected, questioning, “The Shadow?”
A small boy with pigtails, delicate legs clad in white stockings, and baby fat stepped forward.
This boy was Lidith’s half-brother.
Lidith nodded firmly, “The Shadow!”
“Don’t do this, dear. The Shadow has other heroes to deal with it.”
“A little kid wouldn’t understand such great principles.” Lidith said, gripping her mace at her waist, “My lord calls me. The Shadow is devouring the kingdom’s territory; as a knight, how could I betray my lord’s expectations?”
“My dear…”
“Don’t say any more.” Lidith tossed her hand, turned her head, and stubbornly led her warhorse away.
“Wait.” The fiancé rushed over with a staff, “I want to go too; I can heal.”
Her pigtail little brother crossed his arms and said, “Even though my sister is a big idiot, thinking that at her age, she can’t even fold a blanket, I really have to follow you.”
Lidith felt a warmth in her heart, a smile appearing on her face. She then embarked on a long journey with a few close friends from her hometown.
The Shadow’s minions were exceptionally evil; all the female townsfolk perished. Lidith could only gather her tears as she packed away her teammates’ equipment and belongings. She gained the king’s favor, who sent a male knight to her. He had a chilly demeanor, was tall, and wore little armor that exposed his flat stomach and inner thighs, showing indifference towards Lidith.
But not long after they set out, the male knight was seriously injured during a tough battle and got lost. A middle-aged noblewoman took a fancy to him, intending to force him into servitude. Lidith bravely confronted her, slaying the plump noblewoman with a single sword strike and killing her entire family, rescuing the male knight. That night, the male knight gifted her a sword as a token of their bond, promising to marry her after they defeated the Shadow.
Afterward, romantic encounters and opportunities came one after another.
A stunning, seductive beauty, a noble silver dragon prince, gifted her a silver scale as a token and carried Lidith into battle, also agreeing to marry her after they defeated the Shadow.
A naturally graceful, pure and enchanting elven prince, who loved to dance and shoot arrows in leather pants.
A silver-haired, bloodthirsty little boy who loved to wear a maid outfit and was skilled in combat…
The harem was surprisingly harmonious; all six men were willing to join Lidith’s harem, promising to marry her after defeating the Shadow.
With so many handsome men, each with unique qualities and body types covering every age from boys to mature men, every one of them a prime catch.
Lidith eagerly looked forward to confronting the Shadow, defeating it, and marrying early, sharing her wedding night with six men in a passionate battle for three hundred rounds. She always wore a happy smile, but unbeknownst to her, she was neglecting her childhood sweetheart— the unremarkable blond boy who often appeared melancholic.
She strode into the Shadow’s palace with her six men.
“Tsk tsk, it seems that the pursuit of pleasure is human nature,” Ji Ma grinned wickedly, sitting in the palace, “The good show is about to begin.”
The battle against the Shadow was fraught but without peril. In no time, after the Shadow fell, Lidith walked into the sanctuary with her six men clad in pure white wedding dresses. Each fiancé wore a token representing their bond with Lidith— a long sword, a green leaf, a dragon scale, a teddy bear…
The six fiancés encircled Lidith, with the blond childhood sweetheart pushed to the back, simply lowering his head.
When the priest announced the marriage vows, after Lidith drank the celebratory wine handed to her by her fiancé, she suddenly felt sharp pain in her abdomen, weakness enveloping her, and she collapsed to the ground.
As she lay in shock, the priest let out a sinister laugh, tearing off his black robe to reveal his true identity. He was the plump noblewoman who was supposed to be dead, her body exposed and her fat belly trembling.
At that moment, aside from the blond childhood sweetheart, all the men dressed in pure white wedding dresses knelt on the ground, “submissively” crawling like puppies towards the fat noblewoman, kissing her ten toes in front of Lidith.
It turned out that on that day, after the plump noblewoman kidnapped the male knight, Lidith had found her and, in desperation, the noblewoman unleashed a secret technique, inadvertently marking the knight as a slave.
The male knight complied with the fat noblewoman’s wishes and, together, deceived Lidith. Soon after, the male knight acted as an insider, leading Lidith’s half-brother and the pigtail boy into the trap, followed by the silver dragon prince and the elven prince…
After saying this, the fat noblewoman ripped open the wedding dress of each blushing fiancé, revealing the pink slave markings on their bellies.
As for the blond childhood sweetheart, he genuinely loved Lidith. Hence, the fat noblewoman and the five fiancés bearing slave marks ensnared the blond childhood sweetheart and demanded his first time in front of the helpless Lidith, branding him with a slave mark on the spot.
Amidst Lidith’s desperate screams echoing through the sacred church, the previously neglected blond childhood sweetheart looked at her, his expression gradually turning cold and indifferent like the other fiancés as the slave mark completed.
Blood flowed, and then more blood…
Before the weakened Lidith, the six men served the fat noblewoman with abandon, their pure white wedding dresses stained and torn, leaving only the tokens of their bond at their waists.
Ji Ma watched Lidith lying on the ground, nail beds torn, eyes nearly popping out, even pleading hoarsely, “Kill me.”
The pain radiating from Lidith filled Ji Ma’s body, and alongside it, a wave of pleasure emerged.
Ji Ma happily closed her eyes slightly, “So delightful; who asked you to trick me out of my money?”
“Turns out nightmares can bring so much pain, feeling even more than directly killing someone.”
She vaguely felt that she had grasped the essence of the pain succubus. What kind of direct violence could be a better method for leveling up? After all, she wasn’t a follower of the Blood God; how could a succubus earn levels by personally striking people?
It was like Daji donning armor, riding a tall horse, wielding a pair of double-edged axes, hacking away at people everywhere.
But Ji Ma didn’t dwell in happiness for long as the painful energy vanished without a trace, and the pleasure faded away.
Is the pain drawn from a single person limited? Why is it so little?
Ji Ma looked down in confusion, only to see Lidith propping her chin, starting to direct:
“Hey, hey, hey, your legs are bent unnaturally; you’d be broken in reality.”
“Lift your waist! Yes, I’m talking about you, you little blood clan sprout; don’t think I can’t tell you’re not putting in any effort.”
“And you, why are you looking at me? Just because your ears are longer doesn’t mean you know better than me. Use your body weight; press down, press down.”
“You too, with the horns, hold up this guy’s big belly properly.”
“Sigh, why are you all so useless? Oh right, one of my students hasn’t learned ‘group exercise’ from me yet. Full of flaws; if only the gender roles could be switched, it would be realistic.”
Indeed… should I say it was expected? That sick pervert noticed that I only have experience with one male and many females. At moments like this, she actually pays attention to that.
“Can I come out now?” Lidith yawned, “Succubus, you’re the only one who can make me have this ridiculous dream.”
Ji Ma awkwardly bypassed the rooftop, turning her back to the pile of white flesh behind her. With a wave of her hand, all the noblewomen and the childhood sweetheart disappeared without a trace.
Lidith looked Ji Ma up and down, asking, “Ji Ma?”
“Yes.”
“You’re really tall and quite large, similar to me, but your chest isn’t as firm.” Lidith remarked, “Too soft and delicate; truly like a male toy, but that’s how women in your world are.”
Having said that, Lidith stood up, casually drew her sword, and cut off the armpit armor adorned with her family crest, tossing it aside. She crossed her arms and looked at Ji Ma with a smile, “Do you know where you went wrong at first?”
Before Ji Ma could ask, she continued:
“You were simply considering it from the male perspective in this world. I’ve been in this world for so many years and long ago lost interest in light-footed, soft-spoken men. I wouldn’t find it fulfilling to take the initiative. How could I possibly be interested in my brother or that red-eyed little boy?”
Ji Ma retorted, “Have you really lost the feminine desire to conquer?”
“As long as I cross my legs, a whole bunch of men will come to my door; why should I have to make an effort?” Lidith replied. “That’s your second mistake; why would I humiliate myself by chasing after a group of men?”
“But they basically throw themselves at you; isn’t that pursuing?”
“Years of carefree living in this world have made my standards for men throwing themselves at me stricter. It’s just not considered pursuing for me,” Lidith stretched, “However, I have to praise your creativity; this script is quite good. Have you experienced it yourself?”
Ji Ma’s face turned cold, “Originated from life, is higher than life.”
“Then keep working hard; make the details more realistic to succeed.” Lidith patted Ji Ma’s shoulder, “Though I saw through it from the beginning, thinking about it, I still haven’t found that round thing, and using your money, I casually caught a few handsome guys, felt a bit guilty, so I played along with you.”
“Oh? So I should thank you?” Ji Ma smiled gently, “Honestly, I do want to thank you. Now I’m already platinum; I’m not afraid to share a bit of my extraordinary ability with you. I can feel the pain I create for others.”
Lidith’s expression remained unchanged as she said, “Ji Ma, students can’t deceive their teachers.”
Still pretending?
Ji Ma stated, “When the five fiancés revealed their pink slave marks, a wave of delightful pain emanated from you, which didn’t end until just now when the group exercise lasted a few minutes.”
Ji Ma accurately pointed out two time points, and Lidith could no longer keep up the facade.
Ji Ma instead patted Lidith’s shoulder, saying, “Thanks for acting so immersed in the performance.”
Lidith laughed, “By the way, what did you want to see me for?”
“Did you find the item?”
“No, I still need some money, but I’m almost there. Next year—no, definitely next time I’ll be able to find it.”
“You said that last time too. How about I throw you into a nightmare again right now?”
Lidith said, “Go ahead; anyway, no matter how you modify my dream, I won’t fall for it again.”
“Then you’d better pray that every time you dream, you can stay awake.” Ji Ma patted her shoulder, “Oh, and I must thank you for the guidance. I’ll go back and write a polished script. It could be next second, tomorrow, next week, next month, or coming to find you every day to let you experience various centaur scripts. What do you think?”
Lidith’s face turned pale.
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I’ve been reading “The Overthrow of Han,” and it’s really good. I stayed up all night reading it (sorry for saying this here).
This book doesn’t have farming or tech tree climbing; it ultimately avoids mindless content. The protagonist is a second-generation traveler who relies on his mother’s education and financial support to gradually overturn the Han Dynasty. The first half of the book revolves around the “necessity of overthrowing Han,” detailing various chaos from top to bottom during the late Han period while fleshing out richly layered supporting characters.
The values are correct (just like mine). I really enjoy the portrayal of the protagonist’s growth and the author’s perspective on the Yellow Turban Army.
