[Warning - Be advised some sexual content is present in this chapter]
Nonchalantly, she creeps next to me and sits her main body down. My body completely immobile, I attempt to wiggle out of the webs. It feels almost like I’m wrapped in a strangely silky and comfortable steel blanket.
Moving her human body right next to my immobilized body, she lays her head onto my web covered chest. “Ahh… In its own way, this is nice.” She seems to relax a little.
Oh no. I really hope this isn’t raising any flags.
Continuing irrespective of my thoughts, she speaks in a normal tone that feels like a shout to my ears.
“Do you know how you messed up?”
Well, I can think of several reasons, but I should probably mention the obvious one. “Is it the fact that I healed something, that could never have been healed? Let alone without cultivation?”
A relieved and blooming smile crosses her face, before quickly disappearing.
“Well, it appears you aren’t completely ignorant. Though, you only have part of the reason.” She moves her human body further up mine, with her head just below my chin.
I’m not totally sure I could stop her if she goes into full capture mode on me. While I don’t feel like I’m in danger with her, this still feels intense. Let’s hope that my intuition on this is right.
“What you may know, is that every single demi-human has a racial limit put on them. What you are mistaken in, is that no living cultivator that I know of, is able to remove this curse.
“With the curse removed, not only are you able to let demi-humans now cultivate, they may no longer have to worry about their children inheriting the curse.
“Even if the children end up inheriting the curse, you have now shown that you can repeatably heal this condition with little to no effort or resources. Keeping in line with this, you are practically a normal human, physically at least.
“With no cultivation.
“It was trivial for me to contain you. As you can probably tell, I could do what I want to you right now.”
As if giving an example, she easily rips away the webbed portion from my hips to my thighs.
And lays a hand there.
“If I were a… o-oh that was fast… If I were a selfish woman of my race, you know what I would do?” Blushing, but continuing with her current way of speaking, “I would mate with you, after restraining you. Over and over and over again.”
Gulp.
“I would make you heal each generation of our children, making sure they were perfect in every way. I would make it so that eventually, you wouldn’t want to do anything else, but be with me. I’d take care of your every need, making sure you were as happy as possible… in captivity, of course.”
Using her other hand, she twirls a finger on my chest.
She pauses, contemplating her words.
“When you healed me, I could tell… you’ve removed any defects I’ve had, even from birth. I used to have a tiny pad on one of my back legs that had a bump. It made things a little uncomfortable, but not even slightly hindering. I can tell it’s gone now…
“If you can get rid of something that miniscule, without even asking me about it, that means you could identify at least most of my defects and fix them. Eventually, I would get a cultivation method and escape underground, teaching our children cultivation so that generations later, they could rise and potentially escape from their human oppressors.”
She gives me a serious look, “Don’t take all of this the wrong way, I’m just speaking hypothetically, of course. I wouldn’t ever go that far…”
…
…
“Probably.”
Looking up at the web design covered ceiling, she continues, “I want you imagine that, but with someone who isn’t selfish, but is focused on the needs of their entire race. You would be strategic potential, being able to provide a way for countless demi-humans to rise against their oppressors.
“From what I’ve seen of your healing, you’d be able to heal them when they fought to near death.
“Honestly, I’m not even sure if you know how far your healing could go.”
With a sad laugh, she continues, “Don’t think that you would be able to easily resist either. There are many ways to control people, not just with this guy,” she pats my dick.
“There are plenty of mind control methods that work with talismans on regular people. I could be wrong, but I don’t believe you have a way to resist them either. That’s not even including torture or other methods…”
She gives fake smile, “Of course, there is always the chance that someone could try the pleasant way and give you everything you want in exchange for your services. At least, until someone powerful finds out and tries to snatch you away or… you refuse to heal someone.”
She tightens the web with a finger on a single thread. “Now all of this… all of what I’ve mentioned, is only non-cultivators.” A shiver runs down my back as she reminds me of the world I now live in.
Right. Everything she mentioned before would be expected in a dark fantasy type of world, something I’m familiar with.
However, cultivators are a different breed entirely. If I could make countermeasures against demi-humans, cultivators are those whose power levels that you will never see the end of.
Soul binding, body stealing, and any number of forbidden techniques are available to them.
I believe “courting death” would be the correct term for that sort of situation.
“You appear to have understood the gravity of this situation. If you consider this, in addition to your other abilities, there are several people who would and will take advantage of you. That’s not even including those who would be wary of a demi-human uprising…”
Her hands grip around my little man tightens, seemingly unconsciously.
“I’m actually scared to imagine what they would do to you, if they found out about your abilities. I could immediately find out about what you did because I’ve never experienced Qi before as a resource. Only as a way to hold my body together. The change in its circulation through my body was immediately and easily noticeable, because of the way our bodies work.”
“If I could find that out, imagine how quickly others will discover it?” She then cuts away the rest of the surrounding web.
“If you want to survive out here, be smarter. I will look out for you and be working out ways to protect you, but I need you to be smarter about your abilities.” She quickly gets up, turning around and removing her hand.
After a moment of collecting herself again, she moves back to me.
“You should also consider, if you can heal curses that have prevented cultivation, what about those with crippled cultivations?”
Pause.
“Get out of your savior complex. As gratefully as Ai, Lin, and I are, you are weak. Learn to survive first. Use your power both tactically and strategically. Then you can help people.”
Cutting away the rest of the webbing, freeing me, she then quickly turns around and walks out of the room, leaving me to consider her words.
[Warning - Be advised some sexual content is present in this chapter]
Nonchalantly, she creeps next to me and sits her main body down. My body completely immobile, I attempt to wiggle out of the webs. It feels almost like I’m wrapped in a strangely silky and comfortable steel blanket.
Moving her human body right next to my immobilized body, she lays her head onto my web covered chest. “Ahh… In its own way, this is nice.” She seems to relax a little.
Oh no. I really hope this isn’t raising any flags.
Continuing irrespective of my thoughts, she speaks in a normal tone that feels like a shout to my ears.
“Do you know how you messed up?”
Well, I can think of several reasons, but I should probably mention the obvious one. “Is it the fact that I healed something, that could never have been healed? Let alone without cultivation?”
A relieved and blooming smile crosses her face, before quickly disappearing.
“Well, it appears you aren’t completely ignorant. Though, you only have part of the reason.” She moves her human body further up mine, with her head just below my chin.
I’m not totally sure I could stop her if she goes into full capture mode on me. While I don’t feel like I’m in danger with her, this still feels intense. Let’s hope that my intuition on this is right.
“What you may know, is that every single demi-human has a racial limit put on them. What you are mistaken in, is that no living cultivator that I know of, is able to remove this curse.
“With the curse removed, not only are you able to let demi-humans now cultivate, they may no longer have to worry about their children inheriting the curse.
“Even if the children end up inheriting the curse, you have now shown that you can repeatably heal this condition with little to no effort or resources. Keeping in line with this, you are practically a normal human, physically at least.
“With no cultivation.
“It was trivial for me to contain you. As you can probably tell, I could do what I want to you right now.”
As if giving an example, she easily rips away the webbed portion from my hips to my thighs.
And lays a hand there.
“If I were a… o-oh that was fast… If I were a selfish woman of my race, you know what I would do?” Blushing, but continuing with her current way of speaking, “I would mate with you, after restraining you. Over and over and over again.”
Gulp.
“I would make you heal each generation of our children, making sure they were perfect in every way. I would make it so that eventually, you wouldn’t want to do anything else, but be with me. I’d take care of your every need, making sure you were as happy as possible… in captivity, of course.”
Using her other hand, she twirls a finger on my chest.
She pauses, contemplating her words.
“When you healed me, I could tell… you’ve removed any defects I’ve had, even from birth. I used to have a tiny pad on one of my back legs that had a bump. It made things a little uncomfortable, but not even slightly hindering. I can tell it’s gone now…
“If you can get rid of something that miniscule, without even asking me about it, that means you could identify at least most of my defects and fix them. Eventually, I would get a cultivation method and escape underground, teaching our children cultivation so that generations later, they could rise and potentially escape from their human oppressors.”
She gives me a serious look, “Don’t take all of this the wrong way, I’m just speaking hypothetically, of course. I wouldn’t ever go that far…”
…
…
“Probably.”
Looking up at the web design covered ceiling, she continues, “I want you imagine that, but with someone who isn’t selfish, but is focused on the needs of their entire race. You would be strategic potential, being able to provide a way for countless demi-humans to rise against their oppressors.
“From what I’ve seen of your healing, you’d be able to heal them when they fought to near death.
“Honestly, I’m not even sure if you know how far your healing could go.”
With a sad laugh, she continues, “Don’t think that you would be able to easily resist either. There are many ways to control people, not just with this guy,” she pats my dick.
“There are plenty of mind control methods that work with talismans on regular people. I could be wrong, but I don’t believe you have a way to resist them either. That’s not even including torture or other methods…”
She gives fake smile, “Of course, there is always the chance that someone could try the pleasant way and give you everything you want in exchange for your services. At least, until someone powerful finds out and tries to snatch you away or… you refuse to heal someone.”
She tightens the web with a finger on a single thread. “Now all of this… all of what I’ve mentioned, is only non-cultivators.” A shiver runs down my back as she reminds me of the world I now live in.
Right. Everything she mentioned before would be expected in a dark fantasy type of world, something I’m familiar with.
However, cultivators are a different breed entirely. If I could make countermeasures against demi-humans, cultivators are those whose power levels that you will never see the end of.
Soul binding, body stealing, and any number of forbidden techniques are available to them.
I believe “courting death” would be the correct term for that sort of situation.
“You appear to have understood the gravity of this situation. If you consider this, in addition to your other abilities, there are several people who would and will take advantage of you. That’s not even including those who would be wary of a demi-human uprising…”
Her hands grip around my little man tightens, seemingly unconsciously.
“I’m actually scared to imagine what they would do to you, if they found out about your abilities. I could immediately find out about what you did because I’ve never experienced Qi before as a resource. Only as a way to hold my body together. The change in its circulation through my body was immediately and easily noticeable, because of the way our bodies work.”
“If I could find that out, imagine how quickly others will discover it?” She then cuts away the rest of the surrounding web.
“If you want to survive out here, be smarter. I will look out for you and be working out ways to protect you, but I need you to be smarter about your abilities.” She quickly gets up, turning around and removing her hand.
After a moment of collecting herself again, she moves back to me.
“You should also consider, if you can heal curses that have prevented cultivation, what about those with crippled cultivations?”
Pause.
“Get out of your savior complex. As gratefully as Ai, Lin, and I are, you are weak. Learn to survive first. Use your power both tactically and strategically. Then you can help people.”
Cutting away the rest of the webbing, freeing me, she then quickly turns around and walks out of the room, leaving me to consider her words.
