Chapter 128: Chapter 126: Infusing the Soul
Ten days remain until the Rainbow Festival.
At night, it was bedtime, in front of Ji Ma’s room.
The old maid tirelessly painted a beautiful picture for Ji Ma. Ji Ma was very touched, deeply feeling that following the dead virgin was suffering in this world, worse than marrying a beggar on the street, and she would have suffered her whole life. But fortunately, the goddess of luck favored her, allowing Ji Ma to meet the great benefactor, fortunate to become the flower of Shalin City and enjoy a good life.
The old maid spoke sincerely and couldn’t help but grab Ji Ma’s hand, saying: “There’s an old saying, when the horse runs away, who knows if it’s a good thing or a bad thing?”
Ji Ma was moved, her eyes glistening:
“I didn’t understand before, but now I understand completely. Thank you, great benefactor, for rescuing me from the hands of fanatics. Otherwise, I would have been enslaved by the cathedral for life, spending all my youth on cleaning floors, washing horses, and scrubbing toilets… meeting the great benefactor is my blessing from my past life.”
Although Ji Ma’s reaction was somewhat exaggerated, the old maid believed her, seeing the sincerity on Ji Ma’s face, and was touched:
“As long as you know it’s for your own good, that’s enough. Many clever girls can’t get over that hurdle, seeking death. The great benefactor is a good person; many misunderstand him.”
Having said that, the old maid was affected by Ji Ma’s words, her eyes slightly moist. She felt that the hardships of these past few days were not in vain.
Ji Ma continued:
“Old maid, I’m going to sleep now. I will definitely repay you well in the future.”
Since the old maid had a nightmare about the elf Letitia, out of sympathy, her relationship with Ji Ma had greatly improved. Now, Ji Ma called the old maid “old maid.”
The old maid said: “Sleep well, you’ve worked hard these past few days.”
“Goodnight~~.” Ji Ma greeted, gently closing the door.
“What a lovely child.” The old maid wiped her tears and smiled joyfully at the closed door, “So innocent, so easy to coax.”
After that, the old maid stifled a yawn and walked back to her own room.
On the other side of the door.
Ji Ma, leaning against the door, wore an evil smile on her face. She had been oppressed all day, unable to eat or walk freely, having to move slowly. Now, it was finally her time for freedom.
She danced around like a curly-haired baboon, excitedly “walking” to the bed, diving onto it in a diving position, snuggling into the blanket, wrapping herself up. The blanket was dark and small, but it belonged entirely to her, making Ji Ma feel particularly safe.
She whispered: “Hehe, old maid, I’ll give you a gift tonight.”
Ji Ma closed her eyes and entered a dream.
That night.
The old maid received Ji Ma’s passionate gift. She dreamt of the elf Letitia, riding a horde of green-skinned creatures that invaded the great benefactor’s mansion, with goblins, spiders, hulking beasts, and giants. In the dream, the old maid learned a lot about the physiological structures of the green-skinned creatures.
The next morning.
Nine days remained until the Rainbow Festival.
Ji Ma got up from bed, refreshed, and after washing up, filled with a good mood for the day, greeted the old maid at the dining table: “Good morning, old maid~~”
The old maid looked up, her face haggard, with dark circles under her eyes, looking somewhat frightening. Ji Ma gasped:
“Ah! Old maid, are you okay?”
The old maid forced a smile and said:
“I’m alright. Recently, I’ve been under a lot of stress, and time is tight—only nine days left. I’ve had some nightmares. Ji Ma, you have great talent and work hard, but you need to work even harder, aiming for perfection.”
“I understand, old maid, you must take good care of your health.” Ji Ma lowered her head and began to eat the hearty breakfast.
Since Ji Ma had become close with the old maid, the amount for breakfast had increased significantly. There was sweet bread seasoned with spices, a baked sea bass flavored with walnuts, saffron, and rose water, and a glass of milk.
Eating like a lady, Ji Ma took nearly twenty minutes to finish her breakfast. Her stomach was full, a wave of satiety surging. Yet, within that, there lingered a worry-inducing hunger.
Ji Ma held a delusional belief, feeling perpetually hungry because she ate too little. But this hunger was growing stronger and was unaffected by how much she ate in reality. Ji Ma had to confront a serious issue: she was hungry and desperately needed an intangible source of nourishment.
She had originally thought that the lust drawn from George would sustain her until the Rainbow Festival, but to her surprise, it had emptied in just a few days.
No matter how she thought about it, it was all the fault of that dead virgin; if he were a bit more lecherous, producing high-quality, high-density food, she probably wouldn’t be starving now.
Ji Ma routinely hurled her frustrations at George from afar, taking up a wooden cup filled with milk, its creamy contents gently swaying.
Suddenly, she recalled a type of food that could be drawn from George, causing her face to flush slightly. Just as she intended to set down the wooden cup, adhering to the principle of not wasting food, Ji Ma drank the remaining milk in one gulp.
No matter what, she had to find herself a new source of nourishment!
Ji Ma set down the milk and called out to her personal system, adding an urgent task to her taskbar:
“Search for food, find a new source of nourishment.”
Ji Ma first thought of the elf Letitia; surely this fellow’s lust would be as overwhelming as a tsunami.
Ji Ma didn’t want to consume the lust of other men; eating George’s was out of necessity. She didn’t want to pinch her nose, familiarizing herself with another man’s lust.
Although the elf Letitia was likely already a femme fatale, starting to stretch her dark hand towards beasts, at least she could be considered a fairly beautiful woman.
Coincidentally, this morning was the class of the elf Letitia.
With a seductive plan in mind, Ji Ma, accompanied by the old maid, walked to the door of Letitia’s room.
The old maid inserted the key into the lock and said: “I have some matters to attend to.”
Having said that, she opened the door and turned to leave as if avoiding a plague.
Ji Ma stepped inside; it was still wrapped in an ambiguous pink glow. The elf Letitia was sitting in front of the bed, facing away from Ji Ma, her smooth, white back glistening with sweat, as she tilted her head, her black hair cascading down to her waist.
“Ahem.” Ji Ma awkwardly knocked on the door.
The elf Letitia turned her head, holding something in her hand, her flushed face showing signs of fading, and said:
“You’re here so early today, little lamb. I’m surprised you didn’t scream and cover your face to shut the door.”
“I’m still a succubus after all.”
Ji Ma, feeling a bit uneasy, looked at the array of toys on the shelf, worried that when things got heated, Letitia would “enthusiastically” use those toys to entertain her. She closed the door and said: “Since it’s so early today, how about we simulate some real-world scenarios, teacher?”
The elf Letitia’s gaze wandered over Ji Ma’s form for a moment, and then she smiled, asking:
“Are you sure?”
Ji Ma nodded, “Mm.”
“Alright, I will teach you a few unexpected sensitive spots for men; come over quickly.”
“Mm, mm, yes, like that, stick out your tongue and lick the back of my ear, mm mm mm~ that feels good.”
What followed was a series of scenes too intricate and useless to describe in detail.
Ji Ma wiped the sweat from her forehead, feeling a need to change her clothes, while the elf Letitia lay lazily on the bed, saying:
“Thanks, I haven’t had a man in days, and it truly is uncomfortable.”
I’m feeling quite uncomfortable myself.
Ji Ma’s disappointed gaze swept over the elf Letitia once more, and she saw in Letitia’s chest a whirlpool symbolizing lust, burning intensely like a flame. But she couldn’t detect the slightest hint of desire.
It was clear: it had to be a man.
The elf Letitia slowly sat up from the bed and asked, “Are you a lesbian?”
“Ah?”
Ji Ma jumped in surprise.
“Although the vast majority of men don’t have a particular opinion on female same-sex relationships, and quite a few indulge in the fantasy of a threesome with two women, it’s quite difficult for lesbians to improve their skills in bed with men, which might affect your value.”
“No, I’m not.”
“Then are you interested in men?”
At that moment, Ji Ma’s face flushed; she had initially wanted to say no but recalled her reactions to the dead virgin.
“I… suppose so.”
The elf Letitia let out a sigh of relief, then turned serious:
“Good, that eases my mind. But listen, don’t get interested in me; I have no interest in women at all. It’s not personal; I’ve had experiences that gave me a headache.”
She was so serious, she didn’t seem like a dark elf.
Ji Ma stood up straight and said:
“I fully understand.”
Ji Ma didn’t care about the elf Letitia’s warning.
Because a more important matter was at stake—very serious.
Since lust could only be drawn from men, she now had to acquire food through dreaming. Thus, the only option left was the dead virgin.
This was the most feasible plan. Ji Ma had previously experimented and could secretly slip into the dreams of those with golden potential. However, guiding her enemy to have a colorful dream about her to harvest lust? Just thinking about it made Ji Ma want to bury her head in the ground.
If discovered in the dream by George, it would be disastrous. Not only would it be shameful, but if George were perceptive enough, he would connect it to the “400-pound incident.”
If caught, she would just lay on the ground, crying loudly, confessing that she was a succubus who needed lust to survive. The dead virgin would definitely forgive her; he’d be overjoyed, and she would have to take advantage of this guy—when could she take her revenge and step all over him?
A vivid image unexpectedly floated in Ji Ma’s mind.
Hugging George’s leg and crying out: “Please, give me just one, I’m starving!”
Her face instantly turned bright red.
The elf Letitia had been staring at her, and suddenly clapped her hands, saying: “I know where the problem lies!”
Ji Ma jumped in shock and asked: “What?”
“Your movements are quite standard and good; you’ve learned exceptionally well but lack that flavor,” the elf Letitia said, “your expression is lacking; you look like an actor without any genuine feelings. Your persona is that of a pure succubus, yet during practice, you showed no sign of shyness at all.”
“But I blushed!”
“There’s no soul, just simple mimicry.” The elf Letitia stated, “Your earlier shy reaction was great, it had soul; it must have been prompted by some shameful thought. Today’s teaching task is straightforward: while engaging in bed exercises, think about those shameful moments you just had, and infuse your actions with soul.”
“Ah?” Ji Ma’s face twisted, “Can’t we not do it this way?”
The elf Letitia straightened the whip and said: “It’s been a while since I hit someone; with your talent, you should be able to master it in half the morning. If you don’t learn well by then, I’ll spank you.”
Ji Ma lowered her head, murmuring under her breath: “Damn! Dead virgin.”
Then she lifted her head and said: “Alright.”
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I will never pull an all-nighter coding again.
Today, I’ll first adjust my schedule well.
Thank you all for your concern; I previously didn’t dare read the comments, fearing there would be a bunch of people cursing at me in the comments.
