Deep within Qingque's spiritual domain, this so-called CEO office had long since twisted into some kind of fanatical believer's pilgrimage site. Elements of Celestial Jade remained, but only as a small part of the room's decoration. Everywhere the eye could see, every corner, every inch of space, was completely occupied by the presence of another person.
The walls were plastered with huge images of Daziel in various poses—contemplating deeply, eyebrows knitted; fighting fiercely, figure agile; each magnified to the extreme, details sharp and clear. The soft, wide sofa, meant for rest, was now piled high with pillows printed with Daziel's head—some cute Q-versions, others realistic, in various forms. The air was filled with an expensive fragrance forcibly twisted, mixed with a kind of… sickly sweet smell, so thick it almost couldn't dissipate, drilling into the nostrils, clinging to the senses.
And the most visually shocking was the large bed, over ten meters wide, upon which lay a life-sized silicone creation of Daziel, its details realistic, rivaling Herta's puppets. Skin texture, hair luster, even the depths of the eyes tried to mimic Daziel's unique charm, almost lifelike. Especially the crucial parts…
At this moment, Qingque was crouched almost piously on top of the silicone creation in an extremely strange posture. Her cheeks flushed an abnormal red, her expression carrying an almost pathological extreme intoxication, her body performing some indescribable undulating motion.
The absurdity and impact of this scene far exceeded everyone's wildest previous imaginations. The air seemed sucked dry, solidifying into tangible embarrassment and horror. Time itself seemed frozen at this moment, leaving only the unsettling image repeatedly burning onto their retinas. Sushang's mouth unconsciously hung open wide enough to fit a fist, her jaw nearly dislocating, her mind blank. Guinaifen's corner of the mouth twitched, her eyes filled only with pure shock. Huohuo was so frightened her small face instantly turned deathly pale, almost fainting, her body trembling uncontrollably. Fu Xuan's small chest heaved more violently than ever before, her fingertips digging so deep into her palm from excessive force.
"Qingque! You… you… what is this! Simply shameful! Utterly shameless!" Fu Xuan's voice trembled uncontrollably.
Qingque's strange movements paused slightly, but she didn't even bother to turn her head to look at her former superior. She slowly slid off the silicone creation, lazily adjusting her slightly messy clothes, her posture carrying a post-satiation weariness. Then, Qingque completely ignored Fu Xuan and the others beside her, her gaze burning, walking straight towards Daziel. Her eyes held a complex light mixed with fanaticism, delirium, and paranoia.
"Master Daziel! Why did you only just come to see Queer?" Qingque practically threw herself at Daziel, her body soft and boneless, sticking close, almost hanging entirely on him. "I… I've waited for you for so long in this world, so long that I felt even Celestial Jade wasn't interesting anymore…"
Daziel's body instinctively stiffened. He subconsciously took half a step back, forcefully creating a tiny distance, struggling to form words. "Uh… this, you can't blame me, I can't control when I come over either."
"Hey hey hey! Wait a minute!" Sushang finally snapped out of her petrified state, hands fiercely on her hips, eyes wide, glaring angrily at Qingque, who was practically hanging on Daziel. "Why do you call him Master too?! I remember Daziel said, in the Xianzhou Luofu, only I call him that! This is exclusive!"
"Where did this wild girl come from, what's there to explain to you?" Qingque glanced lazily at Sushang, her eyes full of condescending disdain and contempt.
"Security." She parted her cherry lips, uttering two words with an unquestionable commanding tone.
As soon as she spoke, several guards in Cloud Knight armor, but wearing gleaming Imperial Jade Group badges on their chests, immediately stepped out, expressionlessly taking a step forward. The leader, who looked somewhat aged, showed a troubled expression on his face, cupped his hands towards Sushang: "Little girl, after all, we were once Cloud Knight colleagues, for the sake of that old connection… we really don't want to fight. Please leave by yourself, don't make things difficult for us."
Sushang was about to explode with anger, pointing at the Imperial Jade Group badges on their bodies, furious: "What colleagues?! Look at yourselves! Look at what you look like now! Is there still half a shred of Cloud Knight glory and backbone left?!"
The security uncle spread his hands with a bitter smile, a look of world-weariness etched on his face. "Ai, can't be helped, little girl. CEO Qing… she offered too much. So much we couldn't refuse. Today's Luofu, ah, is long gone from the past Luofu. It's no longer surnamed Luo, it's changed to Qing. This… this is the consensus among us bottom-level folks."
"Hmph, such arrogance!" Fu Xuan heard this, letting out a sneer filled with contempt and mockery from her throat. "Only in Qingque girl's dream could this setting exist. A mere Pave… when did she have the financial power to buy the entire Xianzhou Luofu?!"
Qingque finally deigned to turn around, looking Fu Xuan squarely in the eye, the corners of her mouth slowly curling into an arc of extreme mockery. "I bought the Xianzhou, so what? Not convinced?" She extended a slender finger, casually pointing at the puppet-like, expressionless "Fu Xuan" janitors standing by the door.
"Look, I even bought several pink-haired shorties identical to you to serve me, serving tea and water, massaging shoulders and feet, available at my beck and call." Qingque's gaze swept Fu Xuan up and down, full of assessment. "What, old leader, you want to join their ranks too? Considering you're the original, I can make an exception and offer you double the salary, consider it?"
"You—!!" Fu Xuan felt a surge of hot blood rush straight to her head, her whole body trembling violently from anger, her vision instantly turning black, as if the whole world were spinning. She fiercely clutched her head with both hands, letting out a suppressed sound mixed with pain and fury. "Ugh—! Daziel! Daziel! I… I can't take it anymore! Quick! I beg you! Quickly deal with her! Deal with this scourge!"
Daziel looked at Qingque, who appeared crazed, immersed in her fantasy world, unable to extricate herself, then looked at the crumbling Fu Xuan beside him. His brow furrowed tightly, thoughts racing in his mind.
"So, what's the best way to handle this right now…?" He muttered to himself, as if asking his chaotic thoughts, and also seeking the opinions of the "Ghost-Hunting Squad" members behind him. "Attack directly? Use forceful means to forcibly strip the Heliobus parasite from her body? This is her spiritual world, a dreamscape after all… Theoretically, it shouldn't… cause any irreversible substantial damage to her, right?"
Huohuo, who had been hiding behind Daziel, unsure what to do, cautiously poked out half her small head and suggested softly: "…Maybe, Daziel, you could just try? Perhaps it will work?"
Hearing Huohuo's trembling suggestion, the last bit of hesitation in Daziel's heart vanished. The decision was made. His wrist suddenly flipped, and a seemingly ordinary, even somewhat ugly, pitch-black short stick appeared without warning in his palm. The stick's surface was rough, dull gray, yet a dark red luster slowly flowed across its surface. Daziel's five fingers suddenly tightened, firmly gripping the short stick—it was the very fire poker that had "educated" several disobedient women before.
However, the expected fear, dread, or even resistance from Qingque upon seeing the weapon completely failed to materialize. On the contrary, the moment she clearly saw the pitch-black short stick in Daziel's hand, an indescribable, almost crazed joy erupted in her eyes! The intensity of the light instantly overshadowed her previous pathological obsession with Daziel himself. It was a kind of near-distorted ecstasy, like parched land meeting sweet rain, a starving ghost seeing delicacies!
"That… that's it! Ah! That's the thing!" Qingque's voice suddenly rose eight octaves, sharp and piercing, filled with uncontrollable eagerness and bone-deep desire. "Quick! Quick quick quick! Master Daziel! Use it, use it quickly!" "I've been thinking day and night, in this boring world, fantasizing about this moment for who knows how many years!"
She didn't retreat, but instead actively took a few steps closer, her eyes fixed deadly, burningly, greedily on the unremarkable fire poker in Daziel's hand.
This bizarre reaction left everyone present stunned once again.
"This Miss Qingque…" Guinaifen muttered, her eyes filled with incredible strangeness, "Is her brain broken? But even if her own brain isn't normal… why does the possessing Heliobus also seem… abnormal? It's strange, this Heliobus is only responsible for derailing the thought process, not controlling the thinking?"
This not-so-small mutter clearly reached every corner of the office.
"Your brain is the one that's not normal!" Qingque abruptly turned her head, let out a coquettish sound, glared fiercely at Guinaifen with some offense. Her gaze then swept over Sushang, Huohuo, finally landing on Fu Xuan and Daziel.
"You people," Qingque's tone carried a missionary's fervor and sincerity, "haven't you personally experienced the wonders of this fire poker? Really, it feels so good!" As she spoke, Qingque's body even trembled uncontrollably slightly, as if immersed in the aftertaste of some ultimate experience, her eyes glazed, breathing rapid.
Sushang, Guinaifen, Huohuo looked at each other, simultaneously shaking their heads vigorously, looking questioningly at Daziel.
This fire poker… what kind of evil thing is it?
Fu Xuan's brow furrowed even tighter. A faint trace of recollection flashed deep within her light purple eyes. "I… did indeed see Daziel use this object to punish others before…" Fu Xuan's tone carried some uncertainty. "But Jingliu's reaction at that time didn't look comfortable."
Daziel met everyone's inquiring gazes, his expression calm. "This…" He lightly weighed the plain, even somewhat ugly fire poker in his hand, explaining: "The main reason is that this stick can freely adjust the intensity of the pain applied. The few hits that landed on Qingque earlier were in painless mode."
As soon as these words came out, Sushang, Guinaifen, Huohuo's faces instantly showed understanding!
"Then what are you hesitating for!" Fu Xuan could no longer hold back, urging sharply, "Hurry up and increase the intensity for her! Hit her hard!"
"Increase the intensity?" Qingque heard Fu Xuan's murderous words, the pathological intoxication on her face receding slightly. Her watery eyes turned towards Daziel, the emotions deep within complex and hard to read. "How… strong will it be? Master Daziel…" Her voice carried a genuine curiosity, and a tremor originating from the depths of her soul that even she hadn't noticed.
Daziel's lips slowly curved into a profound arc. He took a step forward, the fire poker in his hand pointing towards Qingque from afar. "Try it yourself, wouldn't you know then?"
Everyone's focus converged between Daziel and Qingque. Qingque's hesitation and pathological anticipation fiercely collided. Ultimately, that anticipation overwhelmed everything, transforming into an almost crazed determination.
She slightly pushed out her backside, adopting a submissive posture, "Come on, Daziel… Master." Her voice regained its previous sweetness, yet mixed with a subtle, almost imperceptible tremor originating from instinct.
Daziel wasted no more words. His wrist seemed to flick casually, swinging the fire poker. The speed wasn't fast, the stick's trajectory clearly visible, accurately striking the part Qingque deliberately pushed out.
Pa!
A particularly crisp, loud smack suddenly sounded, echoing in the silent office.
However, the expected shrill scream did not occur. Qingque's body jolted violently as if struck by electricity, her eyes instantly widening! But the widened eyes revealed not pain, but extreme astonishment. This astonishment lasted less than a breath before being quickly replaced by an even more fanatical, more intoxicated light!
She didn't retreat or dodge due to the hit, but instead seemed pulled by an invisible force, stumbling forward a small step. Her cheeks rapidly flushed an abnormal, vibrant red.
"…" She looked at Daziel, the obsession in her eyes instantly intensifying tenfold, as if that ordinary fire poker were some sacred object capable of bringing supreme ecstasy. "That's… that's it…"
This utterly bizarre reaction left everyone, except Fu Xuan who had anticipated it, stunned once more. Sushang's open mouth could practically fit a fist, her jaw almost dislocating. Guinaifen's rich facial expressions completely froze, her eyes filled with the blankness of "Who am I, where am I, what happened." Huohuo was even more frightened, shaking her small head like a rattle drum, wishing she could shrink into Daziel's shadow, only daring to peek out with large, terrified yet confused eyes.
Only Fu Xuan, those ice-blue eyes, the anger within almost condensing into cold substance, radiating chill. She saw it clearly, truly! Where the short stick struck, Qingque's clothes didn't even gain a single wrinkle, let alone break! The skin underneath probably didn't even have the faintest red mark!
Where was the punishment in this?!
"Daziel!" Fu Xuan's voice suddenly rose, tinged with complaint, "What are you still waiting for?! Now is not the time to reward her!"
"Master Diviner, calm down." Daziel finally turned his head, looked at the dissatisfied Fu Xuan, nodded slightly, his tone still steady. "That was just a warm-up, set to 10% pain, next, is 50%."
Daziel's fingers gripping the short stick suddenly tightened. The dark red luster on the short stick abruptly became intensely bright, like a red-hot iron! This time, his movements were clean and decisive!
The fire poker swung out again! The stick's shadow fast as lightning, leaving dark red afterimages in the air! Probably similar to the speed when Chun Doo-hwan swung his stick at the "rabble" back then… Target, still Qingque's unrepentant body!
Pa! Pa! Pa!
Three heavy blows landed solidly on Qingque!
The pain was completely different from the previous hit!
"Wuuuaaah—!!!" This time, it was no longer that uncomfortable sound of enjoyment! A scream, shrill to the extreme, sharp enough to pierce eardrums, suddenly burst from Qingque's mouth! Simultaneously, an formless spiritual power, accompanying the stick strike, like a red-hot steel needle, accurately pierced through the material barrier, fiercely stabbing towards the chaotic, crazed, twisted source of consciousness within Qingque's body—the possessing Heliobus!
The pathological flush on Qingque's face instantly drained completely, replaced by a distorted paleness from extreme pain! Her features squeezed together painfully, her body like a cat whose tail was fiercely stepped on, suddenly curling up, trying to dodge the terrifying attack that followed like a shadow!
But Daziel's movements were faster, more precise! The short stick seemed to have eyes, no matter how she dodged or twisted, it landed accurately on her body!
"Ah! Pain! So painful!!" Qingque wept profusely, her previous arrogance, composure, intoxication, long gone, leaving only primal distress and heart-wrenching wails! "Don't… don't hit! Please! I was wrong! I was really wrong! Don't hit so hard!! Woo woo woo…"
Seeing this scene, the corner of Fu Xuan's perpetually taut mouth finally lifted into a triumphant arc. "Hmph, should have done this earlier!"
Daziel's eyes were sharp, capturing the unusual fluctuation not belonging to Qingque amidst her painful struggles. "Ugh ah ah ah—!" Qingque's scream suddenly pitched higher, the sound twisting and splitting, as if two distinctly different souls were simultaneously roaring within her body, sharp and piercing, yet carrying an inhuman strangeness.
She suddenly arched her body, hands fiercely clutching her chest, knuckles white from the force, her body like a broken-stringed puppet violently convulsing, eyes rolling upwards, leaving only horrifying whites.
Plop!
A dull, wet, strange sound, exceptionally abrupt in the dead silence.
Everyone's horrified gazes focused. Qingque's chest clothing suddenly bulged from a force within, forming a grotesque, constantly writhing protrusion.
Fabric tore! A dark red heart, its surface covered in sticky, twisted blood vessels, pulsating violently like a living thing, actually forcefully tore through the barrier of clothing and flesh, squeezing out from Qingque's body! The heart, dripping with sticky, sweet fluid, fell heavily onto the smooth, cold floor!
Thump! Thump! Thump!
The heart—upon landing, not only didn't stop, but pulsed even more violently, each contraction seeming to accumulate something… The blood vessels on its surface twisted like living poisonous snakes. Thick pink mist continuously overflowed from the heart's surface, circling around it.
"Fiend! Finally willing to roll out!" Fu Xuan forcefully suppressed her discomfort, sternly reprimanding, killing intent chilling in her light purple eyes.
Daziel's eyes focused. He was about to step forward, activate the Moon-Concealing Gourd already clasped in his palm, and completely capture this demonic entity. However, the "Carnal" Heliobus on the floor suddenly contracted inwards, its volume drastically reducing, as if accumulating power to the extreme! The next moment, violent expansion!
Boom!
A dense pink mist, almost tangible, erupted violently from the heart's surface! In an instant, the entire Divination Commission office was completely swallowed by this strange pink dense fog! The mist carried an intensely nauseating strange fragrance, so sweet it seemed to drill directly into the bone marrow, disturbing the mind, igniting the deepest hidden desires.
Daziel reacted extremely quickly, instantly holding his breath, majestic spiritual power emanating from his body, forming an invisible barrier, trying to resist the erosion of this strange mist. But the mist's target seemed not to be him, or rather, its effect on male creatures was minimal…
Daziel himself was unharmed, but the others beside him…
A soft, coquettish low moan, carrying indescribable temptation, sounded without warning from behind. It was Huohuo! Her small face, always timid, was now flushed crimson, as if blood could drip out. Her originally clear eyes were clouded with mist, glazed and unfocused. Her body swayed slightly, unconsciously, instinctively moving closer to the source of Daziel's aura.
Then, it was Sushang! Guinaifen! Even the Master Diviner, who had been filled with killing intent and fury just moments ago, couldn't escape! Their faces, previously angry, shocked, or worried, were wiped clean by an invisible hand, now replaced by an abnormal flush of infatuation and distraction. Their eyes became moist and hazy, losing focus, leaving only instinctive pursuit. Breathing became rapid and scorching hot, hot breath hitting the air. Their cheeks were stained with unnatural, vibrant red.
"Daziel…" Sushang's red lips parted slightly, murmuring lowly, her voice lazy and sticky. Her eyes were hazy as she looked at Daziel, her body losing balance, unconsciously leaning towards his warm, solid body.
Guinaifen subconsciously extended the tip of her tongue, lightly licking her dry lips. Her eyes, usually full of cunning and vitality, now held only primal, pure desire, staring straight at Daziel.
Fu Xuan's body trembled uncontrollably slightly. Those eyes, always containing wisdom and majesty, were now clouded with a hazy mist. The fist she clenched had unknowingly loosened, fingertips slightly curled. She actually took a step, then another, movements stiff yet carrying a strange persistence, uncontrollably towards Daziel… crawling over.
This scene instantly reminded Daziel of a certain girl band anime, where a blonde woman crawled darkly on the ground in a twisted, grotesque posture, obsessively, constantly muttering a certain name—
"Daziel… Daziel… Daziel… Daziel…" Fragmented whispers filled with desire continuously overflowed from the mouths of several women, converging into a scalp-numbing sound wave.
"Jie jie jie… Jie jie jie jie…" A sharp, piercing laugh, like fingernails scratching glass, came from the heart still frantically beating on the ground, filled with undisguised triumph and mockery. "You kid, truly have some skills! This seat sensed it, 'Luocha' and 'Illusion Dream,' those two useless wastes, must have already fallen into your hands, right? But well, I, 'Carnal,' am not as stupid as them!" The twisted, sharp voice of the Heliobus "Carnal" echoed in the dense fog: "These few women whose inner desires have been ignited by this seat's passion fragrance are enough to keep you busy! You should stay here and slowly enjoy this 'gentle homeland'! Jie jie jie…"
The pink mist churned even more densely, almost impossible to see through. The beating heart took this opportunity, squirming rapidly across the floor like it had life. The space around the heart began to twist and blur, the scene instantly changing. In the blink of an eye, it was no longer there, as if it had never appeared. Only the lingering pink mist and sweet fragrance proved that everything just now was not an illusion.
"This seat is going elsewhere in the Xianzhou to spread my 'grace'! Hahahaha! I will make the entire Luofu, no, the entire Xianzhou Alliance, become the nourishment for this seat's growth! Jie jie jie… When this seat absorbs enough power of lust and achieves success, becoming a great Heliobus existence like Conflagration or Phantylia will not be difficult!" The arrogant declaration left its final echo in the air.
"You fellow… thinking quite beautifully?!" Daziel's eyes sharpened, killing intent erupting. He took a step, about to break through the obstruction and pursue the escaping Heliobus. However, at this moment! Several soft yet surprisingly strong arms, like vines, simultaneously wrapped around him! Warm bodies pressed tightly!
Sushang's petite body hugged his left leg, cheek pressed close, letting out unconscious whimpers. Guinaifen agilely grabbed his right arm, burying her face in his armpit, breathing hot. Even the tallest Fu Xuan had lost her usual composure at this moment, stumbling forward, arms wrapping around his waist. And Huohuo, affected first, hung entirely on his back, small head buried in his neck, trembling, yet instinctively drawing warmth from his aura.
They uttered meaningless, fragmented murmurs, eyes glazed and empty, leaving only instinctive demands, bodies frighteningly hot, as if about to ignite everything they touched.
"Daziel… I feel… my body is so strange…"
"Sponsor Daddy… hug me… Little Gui feels bad…"
"Daziel… I… I order you… … … Please… Today's white silk… happens to be the most see-through kind…"
They weren't directly possessed and controlled by the Heliobus, retaining a shred of clarity, but the strange mist forcibly stimulated the most primal emotions and desires deep within their hearts, plunging them into an extremely strong state of "charm" and "confusion" debuff. But under this state, their instinctive obstruction was real, like the toughest chains, firmly trapping Daziel in place.
"Damn it!" Daziel roared lowly, veins popping on his forehead, yet he couldn't truly forcefully break free and injure them. He could only watch helplessly as the aura of the beating "Carnal" Heliobus completely disappeared from his perception range, escaping successfully!
With the Heliobus's departure, the mist began to slowly dissipate slightly, but the air in the office still permeated with that sweet strange fragrance. The heat not only didn't weaken but intensified due to the tight clinging of several hot bodies.
Daziel struggled to lower his head, looking at the four women hanging on him like octopuses, eyes glazed, panting heavily, skin flushed an abnormal red. From the proud Master Diviner of a commission, to the Cloud Knight's Li Dapillow, to the borderline virtual streamer and the timid fox girl… At this moment, all their identities, personalities, composure, were stripped away by that damned mist, transforming into vines craving sweet rain dew, wrapping around the giant tree, instinctively demanding from the only "water source."
This troublesome debuff again…
Eh… what kind of situation is this…
A deep sense of powerlessness surged in Daziel's heart, then turned into a wry smile. Although handling it wasn't impossible, the process… would probably tire him out again.
Daziel sighed helplessly, raising his hand to rub his forehead, which faintly ached from mental exertion and the current predicament. He thought he was just coming to deal with a Qingque affected by Heliobus, at most just once. Who knew it would end up evolving into such a vivid… yet extremely tricky situation. Truly miscalculated. After this trip, he didn't know how tired he would be by the end. He needed to properly replenish himself afterwards…
This was the first time he faced so many women in an abnormal state simultaneously. The challenge… was unusually great.
Daziel took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down. The helplessness and annoyance in his eyes gradually faded, replaced again by sharpness and determination. Regardless, he had to resolve the immediate trouble first, ensure their safety.
He carefully, as gently as possible, struggled free a tiny gap amidst the entanglement of several soft bodies. With a thought, the dark red fire poker that had just punished Qingque (or rather, the Heliobus) was put away, replaced by the baseball bat he used most often. The bat was sturdy, the grip heavy.
This was already the second time today…
"Come on." Daziel muttered to himself, his tone carrying a hint of helpless self-mockery, but also containing an undeniable decisiveness.
"I want to see if my baseball bat is harder, or if the ancient beast 'Censorship' is more powerful!" Now, he could only use the most direct, most effective method to let them "calm down" first!
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Just a heads-up: the lemons return starting from chapter 130 onwards.
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