Let the soul fall...
Is he implying that Jiang Wan has already been influenced by him?
Ning Feng recalled what Ariana had said before:
Succubi are masters of corrupting people; first-tier succubi primarily corrupt the physical body.
[Second-tier succubi begin to involve the modification of people's minds.]
Let your pure and innocent soul be stained with your own color and take on your own shape.
The black cat chuckled and walked to Ning Feng's feet, rubbing against his legs before leaping onto his shoulder.
She tapped Ning Feng's cheek with her tail and spoke teasingly:
"Yes, you've succeeded."
"Perhaps you didn't specifically intend to do it, but you did it unconsciously."
The ritual to advance to the second level requires not only physical depravity, but also a greater influence on the spiritual level.
Whether it was the disintegration and reconstruction of Jiang Wan's spirit, or the final transformation of her mind into her own shape.
Whether it was the collective brainwashing of tens of thousands of souls before, Ning Feng was unconsciously moving towards this requirement.
He did even better than the ritual required!
Ning Feng did not deliberately guide the outcome, but he successfully achieved results that others could not.
This natural instinct is actually more terrifying.
And this is the talent that Ariana was talking about.
It's like a job; unless you really have no talent, anyone can do a decent job with hard work.
People who can do what others cannot, simply by virtue of their talent, are called "geniuses".
Ning Feng is a genius when it comes to bewitching people.
However, Ning Feng was not very happy to have this talent.
He was secretly pleased, but there was also a vague unease in his heart, wondering what the future would hold.
Depravity.
Ning Feng had been resistant to this seemingly ominous request.
Originally, he planned to perform the ritual on someone else, hoping to avoid doing it on someone close to him.
To be honest, he was a little worried.
After being altered and affected, are they still the same people they were?
Is that the kind of future I really hope for?
There's nothing to worry about.
The black cat offered an unusually considerate explanation to his concerns:
"She is still her, and you are still you. As long as you don't deliberately change her, she won't become an empty shell."
"Moreover, even if we take a step back and assume that someone completely loses consciousness, there's always a chance they can recover!"
"But when that time comes, they'll come with knives to chop you up... Oh no, what if I start to look forward to it?"
Although she was explaining, Ariana ended up anticipating a dramatic scene.
The women, hypnotized into fluffy balls, regained consciousness and continued to silently endure, pretending to be hypnotized, wanting revenge but falling into the trap once again...
ah!
That's something to look forward to!
With a glint in her eyes as she contemplated having some fun at the docks, Ariana was already silently considering the feasibility of such a plan.
ha……
Ning Feng's cheek twitched. He had some suspicions about her dangerous thoughts, but in the end, he didn't say anything to warn her.
There's no other reason than to avoid provoking her rebellious tendencies.
"You're right, as long as we stay true to ourselves and don't change..."
It's easy to say that you can stay true to yourself, but how many people can remain unchanged forever?
Ning Feng doesn't know his future, but as he said before...
We cannot stop here yet.
"So what should I do now?"
"What do you need to do? No, you don't need to do anything anymore. Just replenish the last bit of your bloodline."
Walking up to the Succubus Blood, Ning Feng took a deep breath and then slowly extended his fingertips.
As Ning Feng approached, the succubus's blood began to stir, writhing as if it were alive, slowly drawing closer to him.
...What kind of slime monster is this?
His expression shifted slightly, but Ning Feng did not back down. He steeled his heart and grabbed it.
Whoosh!
But just as they were about to make contact, the fist-sized succubus blood did not sit idly by and wait to die. Instead, it suddenly accelerated and then directly covered Ning Feng's hand!
!!
Hiss... Hmm?
Blinking, Ning Feng stood there blankly.
Having experienced the agony of the last time, Ning Feng was prepared to faint from the pain, but this time it was unexpectedly... comfortable?
A gentle, reassuring feeling.
What's going on?
"Oh ho? Are you unhappy that it doesn't hurt? Are you expecting something?"
The black cat hadn't missed this detail, or rather, it had been waiting for Ning Feng's reaction, and feigned surprise as it exclaimed:
"So! You're a masochist?"
"I never expected you to have such a skill!"
No, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!
Ning Feng was about to retort, but the red liquid on the back of his hand instantly merged into his body, and then blood-red threads emerged from his entire body, instantly wrapping him in a blood cocoon!
Mmm...
His consciousness vanished instantly, and Ning Feng's last silhouette was never heard.
Seated atop the blood cocoon, Ariana contentedly lowered her tail and swayed, nodding knowingly.
"Okay, I'll take your silence as agreement!"
"If that's the case, you might have a lot in common with one of my friends~"
Hehehehe...
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